Chapter 25:

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He Songbai was afraid that her grandmother would be too worried. The next morning everyone went to work. He dragged his two lame legs to speak with her in her grandmother's house. When Sister He came back from work, she also carried her out to bask. Both sister and sister were frightened by her howling cry last night, and the grandma felt the extraordinary care of her granddaughter and grandson in the next few days and was in a good mood.
Zhao Lanxiang came back from work to wash his hands by the well, rubbing it back and forth with snowflake cream on his palm. The soft and greasy lotion touches the woman's skin and gives off a faint fragrance.
After He Songbai was ill, she had to work obediently. This ten-cent work was overwhelmed by Zhao Lanxiang's weak shoulders.
After finishing the moisturizing snowflake frost, Zhao Lanxiang suddenly heard A-Li cry coldly.
"come!"
She was stunned, pointing at her nose and asking, "Am I?"
Auntie Li responded to her with a faceless expression, and then Sister He smiled and waved at Zhao Lanxiang.
Zhao Lanxiang hurried over, and Granny Li asked her granddaughter to carry her back to the house.
Zhao Lanxiang followed into the room, and Li took out a piece of paper from the cupboard. Her hands trembled and wrote a line of words. After she finished writing, she threw it into Zhao Lanxiang.
She said, "Go out."
The voice is extremely hoarse.
Zhao Lanxiang looked at the old man's muddled eyes, which almost collapsed into a slit, and felt the indifference and insight revealed in that layer of pupils. She suddenly felt that He Songbai's grandmother had a personality.
Zhao Lanxiang was thinking that if she and her grandmother confessed to talking about the object with her baby grandson now, I wonder if this old man would still maintain such a cool expression.
But... this kind of thought is just thinking, Zhao Lanxiang will not easily leak this news to his respected grandmother without He Songbai's consent.
Zhao Lanxiang stepped forward to pick up the note and stuffed it into his pocket.
She asked: "Grandma, do you like to eat porridge or eat?"
Li's mother lay down on the bed, closing her eyes and sleeping, in response to Zhao Lanxiang's silent back.
There was a bulge on the bed, and the thin quilt exposed her two legs. The deformed folded leg is covered with a cloth for shame all year round. However, the cloth fell off during sleep and could not be covered. The two three-inch golden lotus exposed were wearing children's socks with dense patches on them. Treating this poor and miserable elder, Zhao Lanxiang couldn't get up with a trace of dissatisfaction.
In the evening, Zhao Lanxiang took a bath, took out the clothes and scrubbed it again, then turned out the note. She took the light under the lampstand and reflected it before she could hardly recognize it.
"Go one hundred steps northeast of Niujiao Mountain, under the locust tree."
Zhao Lanxiang frowned for a long time, picked up a towel and wiped her wet hair, and soon threw the note into the cabinet.
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Time passed quickly, and He Songbai's simple and boring healing days were coming to an end soon. The fixed planks on his hands and feet have already been removed, and a review meeting for eight "disruptive discipline" elements led by Pan Huayu has arrived.
On this day, the party branch of Hezitun and the important "secretary" of the committee sat upright in the chair with the waist straight, and the people stood behind. Li Dehong, the secretary of the branch, used his thumb to slobber on the paper, rolled a cigarette, and silently smoked grass on the seat. Li Dali also had a black face and looked directly at the "table" in front of him.
What a shame!
The people of the First Production Brigade and the Second Production Brigade of Hezitun both came. The crowd under the stage was surging. There were people with long necks looking on the stage with enthusiasm, and there were also bored yawns who wanted to go back to the mother-in-law to sleep early More is the expression numbness, gloating.
Zhao Lanxiang followed behind He Songbai, and several people had reviewed his "crime" in front of him. When Zhao Lanxiang came, it was Pan Huayu's turn to review.
The loud voice of the middle-aged man in his thirties revealed a shame of understatement.
"I make a review, and I will never fight without fighting, and I will not be angry with the bad guys. Their thoughts are backward. We should infect them with a progressive heart. Here I apologize to Brother He, because I beat him Incorrect."
After he finished speaking, there was sparse applause in the crowd.
He Songbai was ready to go up, and Zhao Lanxiang was a little angry to hear Pan Yuhua's review.
Mom, this kind of apology is really not against my heart.
He Songbai walked to the stage without a word.
He began to say: "The party branch of the brigade, the Revolutionary Committee, and I am He Songbai, a member of the Hezitun brigade. Here I make a profound review of my mistakes. I came from a backward landlord family..."
A burst of coloring came from the crowd, and a rotten leaf hit him.
He Songbai did not care, and then continued: "I am grateful that the party organization did not give up on me, gave me the opportunity to reform, let me join the members to work together. I cherish this hard-won opportunity, and decided to return the hard work for a lifetime Party organization..."
He was talking, and the rotten leaves were thrown up again, if in the age of sufficient supplies, maybe there are still rotten eggs tossed! It's a pity that He Songbai didn't taste the precious opportunity of throwing rotten eggs. He was surrounded by a stench of unknown objects and a strong stench.
He Songbai wiped his face easily, and Meiyu continued more cheerfully: "The chairman once said:'The house should be cleaned frequently, and if it is not cleaned, it will be full of dust; the face should be washed frequently, and if it is not washed The dust is all over.'I deeply understand my mistakes, always reflect on, and appreciate the organization's tolerance. I am willing to accept the punishment and hope to devote myself to production in the future! Thank you Comrade Li Dali for your help!"
His young and strong voice traveled far and far, a little irritated and frustrated. Hearing many people's eyes deepened involuntarily, they were really good, and they could quote the chairman's quotations. Li Dali is also one of them.
After He Songbai said, there was also a sparse applause, but it was slightly louder than the previous one.
Zhao Lanxiang is not short, and occasionally jumps twice behind the crowd, but still can see the little shadow of the man. She was very distressed when she saw this scene.
He quickly got off the stage and quickly left the crowd. Because of the speed, he was still limping a little while walking on his legs.
Zhao Lanxiang didn't dare to catch up immediately, but slowly walked back to He's house when someone disappeared.
Walking to a place where no one was there, Zhao Lanxiang pulled up his legs and ran.
She is a person with two legs, but she can't even run a lame!
After running for a long time, Zhao Lanxiang finally saw the figure and shouted out of breath, "Why do you walk so fast?"
The "black spot" in front stopped, and even rushed forward without hesitation.
Zhao Lanxiang gritted his teeth, ran hard to catch up, and joined He Songbai's side: "Why don't you speak?"
He Songbai stopped and said helplessly: "Don't follow me."
He suddenly pulled up his legs and ran quickly. He ran afar and jumped into the clear river water, splashing a burst of high water.
Zhao Lanxiang stopped suddenly. She squatted down and looked at the exposed black head and said, "Why don't you want to jump into the river? The review you just did is very good--"
The word "ah" choked into her throat, and a faint smell came.
He Songbaizao rubbed his face hard into the water and swam to the shore.
He raised his sharp eyebrows and said fiercely: "I'm not going to leave, do you want to see me take a shower? I have to undress..."
Zhao Lanxiang watched as he took off his clothes, and his cheeks suddenly rose up.
She stood up and stomped her feet, and turned away.
He Songbai was relieved and was really afraid of her.
After the woman left, He Songbai lifted her clothes at ease and rubbed her body. He picked up fresh water with his palm and rubbed it his face. After rubbing his face and rubbing his hair, he rubbed his wheat-colored face into red, only to rub out a layer of skin.
He was so dirty that he disgusted himself.
He rubbed for a while, raised his head and wiped his face with his palm, and opened his eyes to see that he was almost scared of cramps in his limbs and sank to the bottom of the river.
I saw the woman who had originally left came back. She stood blushing and asked calmly, "Where did you take off your clothes?"
"I took the bath bean and helped you rub it."
He Songbai was seen full of fire, spicy, as if burned by fire, he held back for a long time before holding out a sentence: "Little Liu. Rogue."
His ears suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly covered his thin body with the river water.
Zhao Lanxiang looked around, and soon found his ragged clothes. She didn't think it was dirty and smelly, she took out the bath bean and sprinkled a little foam out, rubbing her clothes neatly by the river.
He Songbai's dark eyes were so dark that he could almost drip oil. In fact, he had already rubbed his feet in and out, waiting to wear his clothes.
After Zhao Lanxiang was washed, the wringing worker folded it neatly and hung it on the grass, turning around and disappearing.
After He Songbai stared at the person, he grabbed the clothes at an incredible, burning buttocks speed and put them on.
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After finishing the review, Pan Yuhua followed his own mother-in-law in disgrace.
Aunt Pan said vividly: "I can help you out of anger."
"Li Er and Li San came with a bucket of urine and then hehe hehe hey, did you see that, don't you feel relieved..." She smiled warily and her face was smug.
What his mother-in-law said did not make Pan Yuhua feel a little bit better, because he had just made a review in front of the people in Hezitun and accepted the punishment from the secretary of the branch! At this moment, his heart was still suffering, while regretting, he became more and more disgusted with He's second child.
He has accumulated an innocent reputation for half his life, so he put on the hat of "destroyer".
Pan Yuhua said with a sullen face, "Don't talk, go home."
Aunt Pan said: "The second sister who didn't have a conscience didn't know which one to hide. She came back from school. I just met her at the review meeting. You, the big brother, were stopped for her. She also I don’t know how to comfort you!"
Pan Yuhua sighed and said, "Go and find it. If she dare to go to He He's child, break her leg."
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The heroine goes and returns
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I don't want to say anything, it's dead.
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