Song Lanzhi’s husband’s family name was Luo. When she got married five years ago, Song San walked five hours on foot from Yuexi Village to the city, just to take a look at Song Lanzhi from a distance.

When things like He's family happened, Song Sanxi was confused and did a lot of extraordinary things with a group of second-rate people in the village during that time, and his reputation was a mess. It was unavoidable that Song Lanzhi was dragged down, not to mention that she herself had some mental problems.

Because the eldest sister Song Lingyi Gaopan married He Ziming, the most promising person in the He family. After the He family had gained enough fame, they thought they had done their best to the Song family, and didn't want to raise another mouth, so they simply stuffed Song Lanzhi with her. Everybody's right's Luo Minxin.

The Luo family is very poor. Luo Minxin's father is an old alcoholic. One year he drank high, he stumbled and fell into a well on the side of the road at night when he returned home. When they were discovered the next morning, they were all swollen.

That night, Luo Minxin's mother took all the valuables in the house and ran away with the old gangster next door.

Upon hearing the news, the frustrated tavern owner came to the door to collect the debt, and one of them accidentally interrupted Luo Minxin's leg. As a result, the alcohol debt matter was left unsettled, but Luo Minxin fell into a disability because he had no money to treat him.

This is why Luo Minxin cannot marry a wife when he is twenty-seven or eighteen.

When Song Lanzhi married Luo Minxin, he had just found a decent job. The street sweeper is not decent, but it is okay to bite the bullet and feed his wife and children-Song Lanzhi was pregnant with a child in the third month of their marriage, and gave birth to a set of triplets the following year, two boys and a girl.

When Song San usually went to He's house to fight the autumn wind, occasionally he would make a special trip to see Song Lanzhi.

In Song San’s memory, the second sister Song Lanzhi’s family of five had always been squeezed into a single room in a tube building that was more than ten flat. Except for a dining table, which was the bed, the toilet was placed under the bed and was taken out when it was used. .

Looking at the two-story detached small western-style building in front of you, it is no wonder Song Lanzhi is so happy.

"Come in." Song Lanzhi took out the key and opened the big iron door, turning around to greet Song Fengchen.

"Hey." Song Fengchen jumped out of the cart, waved his whip, and drove the bullock cart to the corner of the yard to put it away.

Probably after hearing Song Lanzhi's voice, three thin bean sprouts came out of the room cheering and surrounded Song Lanzhi.

Like Song Lanzhi, these children are all dressed in brand new clothes.

"Mom, who is this?" The girl lay in Song Lanzhi's arms, turned her head to look at Song Fengchen, and asked in a low voice.

Song Lanzhi also looked at Song Fengchen and said with a smile: "Lele, this is uncle. He visited you on your birthday last year! Come on, call it uncle."

"Oh!" The little girl didn't remember this, she pulled the long childish voice, and shouted at Song Fengchen Nuonuo: "Uncle."

The two boys were not afraid of childbirth, and shouted: "Hello, uncle."

"Yeah." Song Fengchen stretched out his hand and touched the heads of the two little men, with loose hair and rough hands.

He sighed slightly in his heart, and then took out the money from his jacket pocket.

Song Lanzhi looked at the large amount of money in Song Fengchen's hand, first surprised, then frowned, and said anxiously, "What are you doing?"

Song Fengchen drew out six pieces of Great Unity and stuffed them into the hands of the three children.

Song Lanzhi held the girl in one hand, and pushed away Song Fengchen's money-taking hand with the other, "No, how can you ask for your money, how old are you..."

He even hid behind her with the two little boys, grabbed the corner of her clothes, tilted his head and peeked at Song Fengchen.

"Second sister, I'm already 20... Besides, I used to be ignorant. Now that the children are so old, I have to show my uncle!"

With that said, Song Fengchen could not help but stuffed the money to the three children: "Take it, obedient."

Song Lanzhi wanted to say something, a male voice suddenly came from behind: "What are you guys?"

Song Fengchen turned his head, and a lame middle-aged man came in with a cart with a broom and dustpan on it.

The two boys rushed directly to the middle-aged man: "Dad."

The middle-aged man quickly pushed away the two children: "Don't come here, Dad is dirty."

After speaking, he looked up at Song Fengchen with a look of doubt.

Song Fengchen nodded slightly, regarded as a courtesy: "Brother-in-law."

Luo Minxin opened his mouth and made no secret of his inner surprise: "Are you Song San?"

"Um."

For this reason, Song Fengchen was not so embarrassed.

Luo Minxin couldn't help but looked at Song Fengchen up and down, "I haven't seen you in a few months, you have changed a little bit, and you can hardly recognize you."

Putting aside the rumors outside, Luo Minxin was still very good with the senses of Song Fengchen's wife and brother.

One is because of what happened to the He family, Song Lanzhi explained it after marrying him.

Second, it was because Song Lanzhi had a dystocia when she gave birth to triplets. Just being hospitalized took up his pitiful savings, and the family was once poor and couldn't open the pot. It was Song San who extorted 80 cents and a few catties of potatoes from He's house, and sneaked them into his house.

But later this matter was discovered by the He family, and He Zibo brought his group of fox friends and dog friends to the door to make trouble a few times, after which he never dared to take Song San's things anymore.

This is the main reason why he can tolerate Song Lanzhi's deduction of family food to help Song San.

However, the couple only dared to do this, after all, there are still three children to raise in the family.

Regarding this, Song Lanzhi still felt very guilty.

Because they all knew very well, the He family cut off Song San’s ration supply, and Song San himself was a lazy owner, and relying on the few catties of grain sent by his family, it was almost impossible for Song San to survive the spring famine.

They just didn't expect that Song San, who had been sentenced to death by them, not only did not die, but lived well.

In this regard, Luo Min can't say what it feels like in his confidence, but he is always happy to have the upper hand, and he said with emotion: "You are fine."

Song Fengchen looked at the vicissitudes of life between him and Chen Er's sister-in-law, suddenly a little sad.

Luo Minxin stretched out his hand and patted Song Fengchen on the shoulder: "Okay, what are you standing outside doing, walk, and enter the house. You rarely come here. Let's eat at the brother-in-law at noon."

As he said, he turned and looked at Song Lanzhi: "Have you bought all the vegetables?"

"It's all ready." Song Lanzhi put down the child and lifted the bamboo basket on the ground.

When I entered the house, I realized that this small western-style building was more than just a bright morning sun. The floor is covered with smooth and neat marble. Although the tables, chairs and cabinets are older, they are made of solid mahogany. And the piles of bottles and cans piled up in the corner of the living room have something to do with antiques.

In order to avoid being too embarrassed, Song Fengchen searched for topics as much as possible, and he asked: "Second sister, how did you say that your house came from?"

"Oh, you mean this house?" It was Luo Minxin who spoke with a grin, with a wide-eyed smile: "My uncle gave it to me before he died of illness, how about it, bright hall. I heard it was a security group from the county during the Republic of China. The long built it for his father, and the materials used are solid and good, and very durable."

Song Fengchen nodded, and said casually: "In this way, brother-in-law, your uncle treats you pretty well."

"Hey!" Luo Minxin Weiwei was taken aback.

This one really doesn't.

His uncle and his father were not born to the same mother, and his grandmother was his uncle's stepmother.

His grandma's character is not bad, and she doesn't have the desire to challenge a little kid. But in the end there is a difference between closeness and lack of energy. No matter how kind his grandmother is, it is impossible to give his uncle the same treatment as his own children.

As for his grandfather, everybody's thoughts are making trouble, and he never cares about these ‘little things’.

In the eyes of good people, this has become a typical stepmother and stepfather.

Probably because he has heard too much gossip, his uncle and their family have never been of one mind.

In 1949, his father and his uncle were captured by a passing army and captured together. His father took three yuan to return home with a three-yuan toll, and his uncle resolutely surrendered and joined the People's Army.

Later, when the Great Patriotic War ended, his father asked his grandpa to tell his grandmother to get a place to work as a worker in the factory. After his uncle retired from the military, he went directly to the Dongxian Public Security Bureau, married a like-minded comrade, and flew all the way to success. He had just secured his position as the head of the Yang City Public Security Bureau before his death.

His father was depressed for this, and became a well-known drunkard.

After his accident that year, he also cheered to his uncle's family for help, but his uncle not only did not help, but tried to ridicule him and asked people to drive him out.

I probably regretted being so to him at the beginning!

After all, when a person gets old, his heart is softened, so I want to give him a little inheritance as compensation or something...

Luo Minxin thought about it, and thought it made sense. He touched his nose and said vaguely: "It's okay."

"Oh." Song Fengchen originally asked casually, but didn't take it seriously.

After another chat, the lunch was finally ready.

Song Fengchen sat on pins and needles. After lunch, he shrugged off and got up to leave.

There is another pull in between, no need to mention it again.

After leaving the gate of the Luo family, Song Fengchen let out a sigh of relief and drove the bullock cart to the black market.

Seeing Song Fengchen coming, Boss Zhao took out the things he had prepared without saying a word.

"Litchi wood smoked, 50 catties of fresh pork came out a little more than 30 catties." Boss Zhao said.

Song Fengchen picked up a black bacon: "Yes."

Seeing Song Fengchen's satisfaction, Boss Zhao also laughed, and he took out another big paper bag: "And this, the brown leaf sugar from Thailand, tastes good, give Comrade Song a taste."

Song Fengchen took it and opened it to see that the grayish-yellow brown leaves were wrapped in the unidentified strips, and a fragrance came out. He raised his eyebrows: "Yes, thank you Boss Zhao."

After checking out, saying goodbye to Boss Zhao, Song Fengchen drove back to Yuexi Village in an ox cart.

It was dusk when I returned to the bullpen, but I didn't want to run into the hurried Chen family's boss.

"Uncle San." The Chen family yelled.

Song Fengchen stopped the bullock cart, "Why are you here?"

The boss of the Chen family waved a letter in his hand, his expression was a little complicated, and he didn't care to elaborate, he just said: "The production team has received a letter from the capital, and the addressee is Mr. Xu."

In the yard, Xu Junmin, who was splitting the strips, shook his hands and made a bang. The machete slipped from his hands and hit the ground.