Chapter 139

Back home, it was late at night.

Usually this kind of time, parents will go to bed early, the wife will also take the children to sleep together.

But today, when quinette Eddie walked into the house, none of them was asleep. His son was held by his grandmother, and his daughter was dozing in his wife's arms, apparently waiting for him.

Seeing quinituaidi coming in, the Uyghur old man took a heavy puff at his pipe, looked at his son with a look of iron and steel, and asked in a deep voice, "what, how much loss?"

The old man didn't seem to expect a reply from his son. He waved to the old woman, motioning her to take out a stack of money wrapped in handkerchief, and said, "this is a little money that you and I have saved for funeral, but now Well, you can take it. You can pay as much as you can. The most important thing is to keep the house. We can't let our whole family have no place to live. "

Quinette Eddie's mother put the stack of money on the table and said to her son, "take it. If you lose, you'll lose. It doesn't matter. In the future, listen to more people and earn back the money."

No, look at the paper again.

These days, his parents have been scolding him, complaining about him, and not giving him a good face. His heart is not choked up, but at this time, he suddenly found that he was willing to give his coffins to him, but still two old

"ATA, APA..."

Quinette Eddie was not a man of exquisite mind since he was a child. His simplicity came from his mother, and his stubbornness came from his father. At this moment, he choked up and couldn't even speak.

Or his wife is more careful than him, wiped a tear, pushed his husband: "still Leng do what? Apologize to ATA and APA. You are stubborn these days. ATA and APA are so worried about you that they can't sleep well

"ATA, APA, I'm sorry. It's me who makes you Let you worry... "

Quinette Eddie quickly wiped away her tears and apologized to her parents in a tearful voice.

"Well, well, take the money and go back to rest. I'll go to the Credit Union early tomorrow morning and ask them if they can pay back the rest first and then pay back the rest slowly. Don't take our house and land. "

The old man couldn't see his son crying. As a big man, his crying was not as good as that of a child. He only felt heartache. How much anger he had before vanished at this time.

Quinituede said, "Atta, no, our house and ground will not be collected. This Take the money back. You don't need it. "

"Well?"

The old man of the Uygur nationality was in a daze. He suddenly seemed to think of something. He looked at his son with a pale face: "don't you Is it all gone? Nothing left? "

Quinette Eddie shook his head. "No

"What's that? Tell me!"

The old man of the Uygur nationality was in a hurry. He knocked his pipe and stared at his son.

"There's nothing wrong with our saplings."

"What?"

A question mark is placed on the face of an old Uighur.

"What do you mean by nothing?"

There was a question mark on the mother's face.

"How could it be? Is that true? "

A question mark was put on the wife's face.

……

The next day, when all the people in Shamen were crying bitterly, quinette Eddie was doing his own thing as usual.

He kept silent. When he saw other people around complaining, he hid. When others asked him about his loss, he was vague Anyway, I try my best to minimize my sense of existence and not talk about my family more.

Quinette Eddie did it all by his father.

The night before, after listening to quenitu Aidi's talk about the woodland, the Uygur old man took his son to the woodland for the first time. After confirming that what his son said was true, the whole family was so surprised that they didn't feel sleepy.

For this matter, they talked for the most part of the night. The Uygur old man was worried that he would make others jealous. So he specially told his son to keep quiet and try not to attract people's attention. Everything would wait for the wind to pass.

After several days, people in the village didn't pay much attention to quenitu Aidi, a "big fool", but paper could not cover the fire after all. One day, a fellow townsman passed by quenitu Aidi's woodland and found that the saplings in the woodland had not been damaged by the sandstorm, but also grew very well. This directly shocked the fellow townsman It's going to fall.

Then, in a short period of time, the news that "quinituaidi's woodland is intact" spread all over Shamen township. Everyone knows that in this sandstorm, while others suffered great losses, there was nothing wrong with quinituaidi's woodland. It was a miracle.

"You said he usually looks stupid, but why is he so lucky?""Is it luck? No matter how lucky you are, you can't do nothing at all. I think he is good at planting trees. "

"How did he grow this tree? How can we go through such a sandstorm and have nothing to do with it? "

"How do I know? If I had known, would the forest at home still look like this? "

"Well, a while ago, he pledged his house and land to the credit union to borrow money to buy seedlings. Many people even laughed that he was a fool. Now it seems that people are not stupid at all."

"Who said it was not..."

……

Quinette Eddie is now walking in the country, looking at him everywhere.

At the beginning, he was not used to it. He felt that people always looked at him strangely, which made him uneasy.

But gradually he got used to it, because more and more people in the village and the village said hello to him. You should know that many people who didn't like to pay attention to him in the past, but now they are polite when they see him, which makes him feel valued.

When he got home, he told his old man about these things, and the old man of the Uyghur nationality said to him with a smile: "silly boy, their forest is in disaster, you have not, so you are this..." After giving his son a thumbs up, he went on to say, "now people in Shamen village know that you can plant trees. This is your skill. They want to learn skills. Shouldn't they respect you?"

When quini vomited aiditon, he realized that this was the taste of being respected. He had not felt it for so many years. Now he has a solid feeling Well, it tastes good.

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