The next day was the weekend. Uncle Yong came back in the morning and looked very tired. When he got home, he lay down in bed and fell asleep like he had not slept for two or three days. At 10 o'clock, the house was empty. Yang Xiuying was going to call Uncle Yong to get up and go back to bed. Uncle Yong turned over and went back to sleep.

"My uncle must be tired. Let me go." I volunteered.

Yang Xiuying looked at me with some surprise, because yesterday we said that I would not do housework, provided that I did not tell the story of yesterday.

"What I should do, I can do it without you saying, I can't eat the pain, but I don't want to be ordered by you as a servant." I said a cool reply and walked out of the house.

Yang Xiuying followed up, her face was a little complicated. After she came downstairs, she drove. I sat in the co-driver and went to the supermarket together. I bought a bucket of oil, a bag of 25 kilograms of rice and some fruits. I don't know if Yang Xiuying purchased 20 kilograms and a bag of rice on purpose. Today, she actually bought 50 kilograms, and rapeseed oil is the biggest poke. The kind.

If you don't worry about fatigue, plow hard with other people's cattle.

This is what my dad always talks about, because there are cattle at home, some people often come to borrow cattle farmland, almost every time the cattle tired half dead, dad is distressed, but they are relatives, and it's hard to say, next time someone borrows, or bite their teeth to lend out.

But this rapeseed oil and rice, combined with the weight of 67 kg, is not a problem for me at all. In addition to reading, I used to do farm work frequently, which made me have a strong body. Now in the class, I am the taller type. I am 15 years old, one meter seven, and my legs and arms are thick. In rural people's words, it is long and big.

From the garage carrying rice and rapeseed oil to the fourth floor, I still look the same.

Yang Xiuying, who was walking in front of her, turned around and asked, "Can you do that? Can I help you?"

Well, it's almost home. You asked me if I needed help. Why did I go early? Hypocritical.

I complained for a moment and said, "Men can't say no."

"How old are you? Little asshole." Yang Xiuying rolled her eyes.

"Our village's sixteen-year-old children all married their daughters-in-law more than ten years ago."

"..." Yang Xiuying seems very speechless.

When she got home, Yang Xiuying was busy cooking. Because her cousin was in the third year of junior middle school, her lessons were very tight and she was making up for them now. Yang Xiuying did not call me back and forth any more. No wayward and arrogant girl pointed her finger at me. She was quiet and could hardly enjoy the first happy weekend.

After lunch in the afternoon, I came to the place where I sold bicycles at the school gate. I painfully spent more than 300 yuan to buy a new bicycle, which is one seventh of all my savings. I thought the broken bicycle could last for some time, but I crashed.

If you walk from Uncle Yong's house to school, it will take you 15 minutes to ride a bicycle much faster. It's early to do morning exercises. If you're delaying some time on the way, you'll have to get up at six in the morning. Think about the time when I got up one minute before doing morning exercises in junior high school and didn't wash my face to go to morning exercises. Now it's gone forever.

Coming home at 4:00 p.m., Uncle Yong got up, but there was something wrong in the atmosphere. Uncle Yong stood alone on the balcony and smoked silently, which made him feel very worried. My aunt was sitting on the sofa in the living room, her face was as gloomy as before. She just glanced at me obliquely. Then she continued to hold the remote control and press the button vigorously to vent her emotions.

Fighting!

This is the first time that I came to Yong uncle's house to encounter this depressing atmosphere. In the past, Yang Xiuying taught Yong uncle every quarrel. Yong uncle occasionally rebutted a few words, but as long as it lasted more than 10 minutes, whether right or wrong, Yong uncle would honestly apologize, just as an air-blower, but today it was obviously wrong, and the noise was very stiff.

"Bang!"

Uncle Yong finally slammed the door and left.

"Don't come back if you have the ability." Yang Xiuying roared.

What the hell is going on?

Uncle Yong got so angry for the first time.

In the evening, Uncle Yong didn't even come back. I called him and said I was worried about him. He said it was okay, but he just went out and calmed down. He didn't say why I quarreled.

Of course, I dare not ask Yang Xiuying at this time. It is obvious that I am looking for abuse. When my cousin returned home, she held the same view as me. She dared not ask questions for fear of being scolded.

When I was about to go to bed at more than ten o'clock, Wechat suddenly received a message from Yang Xiuying: "Are you free?"

In the afternoon, he quarrels with his husband and chats with other men in the evening, huh!

I scorned in my heart and said, "Are you in a bad mood?"

"How do you know?"

"Maybe it's a good idea."

Yang Xiuying returned a declining expression.

"What's wrong?"

I asked, after waiting for a long time, I thought Yang Xiuying didn't want to say, but then Yang Xiuying sent a long message: "Have a quarrel with her husband, this year is not the liberalization of the two-child policy, my husband must have a child with me, saying that after leaving a child for his old Li family, I will die and live painfully to have the first child. Now they are all thirty-five-six years old, if they have children, this is the case. Don't you want my life? And Xiaoqian is fourteen years old. She will soon go to high school, followed by college, and she will have to pay off her mortgage.