Heaven-Defying Cantrips (3)
After a stormy night, a fiery red sun rose in the morning.
Grandma Dahong woke up groggily at an unknown time. She got up and walked out of the courtyard with her bamboo cane. She dragged her swollen legs and sighed."The heavens have eyes. It's finally a life-saving rain.”She thought,'I've been infected with the plague and haven't been out of the yard for a long time. The road wasn't muddy after the rain, and the weather was so good. Why not go to the back hill to get some fresh air?”
She had finally climbed up, but she was already out of breath. Looking around, he couldn't see the original large cypress trees and green bar trees. He couldn't help but sigh in disappointment."Sigh, the family fortune left behind by our ancestor has been used up by this prodigal son. How will our children and grandchildren live in the future?”At this moment, she was like a weeping stone standing on a hill.
Yang Anbang wore a red strap (reward form) and walked over from the small road excitedly while smoking a leaf cigarette. When he saw her smiling, he took the initiative to greet her."Grandma Dahong, why are you so free today?”
Yang Anbang took the initiative to greet people, as if the sun had risen from the west. This was because Grandma Da Hong was not only his senior, but she had also saved his life before the war. Before his mother died, she told him that he must repay her for saving his life. In addition, Yang Wudeng was a cadre in the village who was in charge of him before he was transferred to the steel refining industry. Yang Anbang more or less understood in his heart that the world was full of vicissitudes. Therefore, when he was collecting the pot and smashing the iron, he specially allowed Grandma Dahong to leave the iron pot and bring the rations home.
"Yang Anbang, what are you doing?" Grandma Dahong asked.”"Inspecting the production of the army." Grandma Da Hong picked up her bamboo cane and pointed at the bare slope. She mumbled a few words but did not say anything. Yang Anbang felt incredulous and shook his head with a smile."Hey, that's what you wanted. But old man, what are you worrying about? What can I do?”"But you, your child's conscience is in the gutter? The mountain had turned into a monk, and he was asking people to drink the wind?”"Hahaha, you don't have to worry about that. You don't know, do you? Our army's grain is 300,000 catties per mu. See, the club even rewarded me with a red strap.”"How much per mu?" "300,000 catties." "Bullsh * t! Do you think I'm stupid? If you forced everyone to cut the rice in several fields and pile them in one field to calculate the yield, you wouldn't be able to coax a ghost. Look at this piece of land, it's at least two or three mu. Even if you scrape all the soil, it won't be 300,000 catties. Don't do so much evil."
Yang Anbang walked over and cursed in his heart,"Stubborn old man, how dare you insult the officers of the army, slander the Great Leap Forward, and attack the three red flags.”
In the evening, Xiong Yaoniang carried the wild vegetable soup to Grandma Dahong's door and knocked.""Mom, Mom." There was no movement in the room, so she tried to push the door open and light up the lights.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Xiong Yaoniang wailed.
The next day, the neighbors wrapped the body of Grandma Da Hong with the bamboo mat she had slept on before she died and carried it to the back of the mountain to bury it. His relatives were crying. Da Hong stood under the yellow jue tree with tears in his eyes and thought,""Grandma starved to death. Why didn't Yang Anbang and Zhang Hanwen starve to death?”
He couldn't understand it no matter how hard he thought about it, and he burst into tears.
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