Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub

Chapter 106: Hua Zi's Mobile

Taoxi village follows the busy farming and harvesting all their own rice.

Take advantage of sunny weather, dry millet and store in a warehouse.

In the sun fields in the middle of the village, millets from each family were scattered into pieces, shone in the scorching sun, and villagers swept millet visible everywhere.

In the deepest part of the grain-drying field, there is an abandoned auditorium built of mud tiles.

In the past, this village used to hold meetings, watch movies, and others here. Later, because it was damaged and rarely used, the auditorium gradually suffered damage.

Its function today is only to provide shade for people who dry millet.

Right now, a group of old women who were watching millet gathered in the auditorium to chat.

“Our village also experienced a bountiful rice harvest this year, unlike previous years, when half of its solid withered. My family packs more than a dozen sacks per hectare of land!”

“When I sell watermelon, I think, watermelon and yam we harvest well, there may be surprises when millet is harvested in October. Oi! I was expecting it!”

“If the millet is dry, I will immediately grind the pad, and taste the taste of the rice we planted this year.”

“What does it feel like again? There's no way it tastes like watermelon or yam, right?”

The women laughed together.

The abundant rice harvest is the only happy event in the midst of the decline of Taoxi Village.

The land in the village is not good, and the rice planted in previous years already knows what the harvest is like.

But this year is different. First, watermelon is sold at a good price, and the production of sweet potato is doubled. Now even the rice harvest has brought a great harvest.

This gave the impression to the people that Taoxi Village had suddenly become a treasure trove of geomantic omens.

"Thinking of it like this, it's mysterious. Why doesn't such a thing come early?"

“People should not be too greedy, now it is good.”

“Yes, yes, yes, and our village will definitely get better in the future. As for other nonsensical things, do not think too much.”

…

In the fenced courtyard, Zhang Xifeng also talked about the rice harvest.

It was midday, and the sun outside was extremely hot.

When the old and the young were free, they sat in front of the main hall door and opened the old sweater.

"Your uncle said, once the millet is dried and ground, he'll deliver two loads to our family." Zhang Xifeng's eyes frowned slightly, and he smiled, "He planted a lot of rice fields, and this year experienced good times. There was more grain than in previous years. Not only your second uncle, but the other families in the village who planted rice also harvested more this year."

Qiqi looked forward to it, "Mother-in-law, can the additional wheat in our village be sold for money?"

"It depends on how much more you pay." Zhang Xifeng could not help but laugh, wondering why the little girl was always looking for money, "When the millet is dry, every household should go to the wheat first, and after the wheat is delivered, the, there will be enough food at home.the wheat, and the rest will be sold.”

“Is millet valuable?”

“One millet costs about 30 yuan.”

One millet is equal to one hundred catties, Qiqi knows.

How much is one kati millet worth?

Little egg man, "Sanmao or so."

Qiqi's face shrank.

One kati millet can be exchanged for three steamed bakpaos?

Why is it so hard to make money?

"Have you not entered yet? Why are you lingering!" Bursts of angry cries rang out outside the fence.

Qiqi looked up and saw the village chief's grandfather walking into the courtyard with his hands behind his back, followed by a small child with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Huazi lowered his head and said nothing.

But it was useless for him to bow his head towards Qi Qi, Qi Qi was short, and he could see his deformed face as he raised his small neck.

“Brother Huazi, did you get into a fight with someone again?” Qiqi asked quietly behind her back.

Huazi did not respond, did not look at or respond to anyone, and was stubborn and angry.

Zhang Xifeng was a little confused by the situation, got up and invited the old village chief to the house, "Village chief, what's wrong? Was Huazi beaten outside or did you beat him?"

The old village chief frowned, and the anger in his voice still lingered, "He beat up someone outside! I don't know who I've heard saying that his parents work for free outside, and they can't get their pay back. If he didn't come, he couldn't compete with the others, so he started fighting. The school told him to go home and think about his mistake, you son of a bitch!"

After being scolded, the old village chief sighed, "It seems that he hasn't thought about his studies lately. It seems like he was very worried about his parents, so he just wanted to come to you to call and let Huazi talk to his parents. He's comfortable."

Hearing this, Huazi, who had not reacted all along, moved his eyes slightly and clenched his mouth.

The old village chief took out a small phone book from his suit pocket, searched the numbers inside, and pressed the numbers one by one on the house phone.

This is the pager number my son left for him.

It had been over a year, and he had only fought twice.

The waiting time for the flight home seems to be very long.

Qiqi saw Huazi continue to pull out his nails, and the tip of his nails was already red from being repeatedly plucked.

Ringing ringing—

As the phone rang, Huazi's eyes sparkled.

"Hello, San'er? Hey, are you still working? There's nothing at home, just Hua Zi, Hua Zi misses you and wants to talk to you, is it convenient for you?" The old village chief said a few words to the phone. After that sentence, the microphone was given to his stiff grandson, "Your father is on the other end of the phone, talk to him a few words."

Huazi held the microphone, and there was a familiar yet unfamiliar voice in the microphone, which kept ringing in his ears.

She opened her mouth to call Dad, but tears came out first.

"Dad, our family's watermelon is selling well this year. It's worth thousands of dollars.it's more than your mother's salary and your salary combined."

“If you and my mom come back, our family can open some more fields and plant more watermelons next year, so we won't be short on money.”

“In addition, our rice has been harvested, and the whole family can not finish milled rice for a year.”

“Daddy, will you be back? Can you and Mom come back?”

There was an oppressive silence at the end of the microphone.

“Why would you rather suffer outside than return?”

Huazi cried, and asked in a sharp and intense voice, "Are you really for me? Are you really for me!"

"You weren't there when I needed you! I was an adult when you came back!"

Then I don't need you!

"I don't need you anymore!"

Qi Qi stood at the side with a blank look, looking at Brother Hua Zi who was crying hysterically.

He had no idea what the person on the other end of the phone said, but if they saw Big Brother Hua crying so sadly, they would be even sadder, right?

The phone call ended with Huazi crying and running out.

But Qiqi often recalled how the little boy's eyes shone like stars when the phone rang.

There was more than one child like this in Taoxi Village.

When will parents and children be reunited?

At that time, will the child remain the child that his parents miss?