However, Yang Yong, who has always been kind and honest, lied to Grandpa Yang this time.
Back in Nanjiang, he did not discuss the purchase of a house with Qian Liqin. It's about going out early and returning late, hoeing, fertilizing, cultivating the fields, and harvesting crops. What should I do or do? It's just that when the fields are resting occasionally, he will light a cigarette and look at the clouds in the sky for a while.
On Saturday evening, amidst the coral-colored clouds, Qianmai returned to Nanjiang. Far away, sitting in the bus, she saw her sister Qian Xiaomo standing at the door of her house eagerly waiting.
"Where is Xiaohai?" Qian Mai asked after searching before and after, but not seeing his brother.
"I went to the rehearsal program. In a few days, the school's new teaching building is completed and a handover ceremony will be held. I heard that many leaders will unveil the plaque and cut the ribbon. Xiaohai and the others will play music to welcome it."
"Oh." Qianmai nodded and said he knew it.
Qian Xiaohai has always been eccentric and easy to learn. When I was a child, I was idle and bored, and I pestered Qian Xiaojun with interest to meddle with his flute. After several entanglements, Qian Xiaojun was helpless, so he had to teach him a half-and-a-half conversation to pass it away. Unexpectedly, playing around, let him learn a song "Little Bee" in a melodious melody.
Originally, according to Qian Xiaohai's temper, he would put aside when he was interested. However, this matter happened to be known by Qian Wheat. As a result, Qian Xiaohai began his painstaking career in learning arts with sorrow. Under the supervision of Qianmai's "watching every day" for several years, he slowly began to show interest. After enrolling, he became the first student in Nanjiang School's history to enter the school's band as a first-year student. In addition to being smart, witty, young, and malleable, it is quite popular with band teachers. Now it seems to have become one of the pillars of the band, and it is necessary to participate in some training camps from time to time.
When they came in and said hello to Qian's grandparents, the two sisters of Qian's family couldn't wait to turn into their own den and whispered.
"Xiao Mo, come and take a look. My sister bought you a birthday cake." Qianmai carefully opened a delicate packaging box. As a result, a 12-inch light green heart-shaped cake was presented gorgeously, with delicate dark green leaf stripes clearly visible, and 12 light blue roses inlaid vividly on it.
"Wow, it's so beautiful." Qian Xiaomo's cheeks were flushed with excitement, but then her little hand was at a loss and gently scratched her chest: "It must be expensive? Actually, my birthday has passed, and my mother will cook for me too. With delicious egg noodles, there is no need to spend money on cakes."
"Fool, it's only once a year. It's worth the expense." Qian Mai approached her emotional sister, and blinked her shiny eyes slyly: "In fact, my sister has long wanted to eat cake. Thanks to you now, I can finally feast on it."
"Okay, I must cut the biggest piece to my sister. Xiao Hai must also like it very much. When he comes back, let's eat together." Qian Xiaomo couldn't help but giggled happily. With a pair of clever eyes, she turned and ran out to mention it. A small basket came in: "Sister, the bayberry we planted when we were young has produced results for the first time this year. You see, there are two catties in threes and twos, and I will keep them all for you."
Qian Mai took it and took a look. The green plums were a little bit red, with green in the middle, and they looked very cute. A faint sour scent came out, and I couldn't help but pinch one and stuff it into my mouth. But immediately, she frowned and hurriedly looked for the trash can. Sour, so sour, sour sour, and sour, so that the roots of the teeth are soft. I couldn't help feeling that Lang rode a bamboo horse to make green plums around the bed. The two little time without guessing really spoiled a lot of attractive green plums.
Qian Xiaomo, who was next to him, blinked with innocent eyes and bends over: "Haha, my sister and Xiaohai reacted exactly the same. When he picked it up, he hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth, and the result was also a lot of water flow all over the place. Saliva."
"You little fox, you have to be kind. You treat me like that, be careful not to give you the things in my bag." After finally gargling, Latent Wheat slowly returned to his normal expression and threatened his sister feintly.
"Hey, I don't feel sour." Qian Xiaomo was familiar with the threats of her sister, and was not afraid at all. She walked over and took her sister's hand and acted like a baby: "Are the things in the bag really not for me? I just thought Amusing sister, I specially saved these little bayberry to make wine for my sister. When I planted bayberry trees before, did my sister say that she wanted to drink bayberry wine. She said it can cure gastrointestinal discord, vomiting and abdominal pain. "
Humph, you are quite conscientious. "Find it by myself, my parents are not at home, I'm going to cook in the kitchen." Qianmai dropped a word and left leisurely.
As expected, within two minutes, Qian Xiaomo's thunderous cheers rang out in the room. Immediately after that, her petite figure was blown out like a whirlwind, holding a pink silk princess dress in her hand, and she was incoherent with joy: "Sister, is this really for me? It's so beautiful."
Qianmai smiled and filled the pressure cooker with rice. While washing it, she explained: "Sister Nan Weiwei awarded you and Xiaohai. She praised your dumplings for the delicious food, and each of them awarded a set of clothes." Nan Weiwei has been to Qianjia once before and knows the body and waist of Qianjia's younger siblings. After returning from the small mountain stream, he went home and bought two sets of children's clothing, one boy and one girl, and brought them back to them.
"Thank you Sister Nan for helping us. It's so beautiful! I'm going to take a bath and change clothes now." Sure enough, women like to dress themselves beautifully, even teenage girls. .
Seeing that it was late, Qianmai took the half bowl of chicken nuggets left on the table, chopped and chopped and simmered a chicken soup with mushrooms and red dates. He turned a few handfuls of greens out of the basket, picking and slicing. In view of the fact that the weather is already quite hot now, I made cold green vegetables, raw cucumber and loofah scrambled eggs.
When a few dishes were served, the sky outside the window was completely dark. In the dark black, Yang Yongqian and Liqin came back with Yuntian's tools on his back. In addition to the sickle and chemical fertilizer, I also brought back a large green-skinned wax gourd in the dustpan. Both of them had their legs wrapped in mud, their backs wet with sweat, and their eyebrows were full of exhaustion.
Qian Liqin sat tiredly in front of the stove, glanced at the eldest daughter who was busy around the stove, smiled comfortedly, and said weakly, "Wheat, there are two field fish in the pool behind, which I brought back for you. It's for your body. You can make it by yourself, braised, steamed or boiled, whatever you like... Originally, my mother wanted to come back early today to make it for you. But the sun was violent and the water in the field was dried up. …Today, it was finally our turn to the household pump in the team. From the early days to the present, it was too late to come back and do it for you… ”
"It doesn't matter." Qianmai looked distressed, and hurriedly summoned Qian Xiaomo to help fetch water for his parents to clean.
When Yang Yongqian Liqin came out with clean clothes, the two sisters of the Qian family had already taken care of the pigs and sheep. When Qian Xiaohai came back from school, he also helped Qian's grandma into the small kitchen. Grandpa Qian's family looked at the cakes on the table and asked the reason, and learned that the back room intended to make up for Qian Xiaomo's birthday, so he turned to the grocery store and brought in a bottle of Coke.
Seeing cakes on the table, Qian Xiaohai was very happy. But this time he was not reckless. He seriously learned the lesson of being laughed at during the Dragon Boat Festival. He held up the plastic knife with a restrained and calm manner, and slashed it down, provoking the largest rose, and sending it into the Qianjia's grandma's bowl, and said loudly. : "Grandma eat more!"
The Qianjia grandma accepted with open eyes. Just as Qian Xiaohai made persistent efforts to show his cleverness and sensibility, Yang Yong smiled and teased his son: "Qian Xiaohai, your diligence today is completely superfluous and superfluous. Have you never watched TV? Birthday cakes are all. It was divided by the birthday star for everyone."
"Oh... Really?..." Amidst the laughter of everyone, Qian Xiaohai's little face blushed like Guan Gong, muttering and handing the plastic knife to Qian Xiaomo.
Qian Xiaomo is in a very good mood today, and he doesn't care about her younger brother for a long time. At the moment, she is wearing a beautiful princess dress, pink and tender, so smart and cute as if she really is a little princess. He took the plastic knife, stood up and cut a large piece of cake and put it into the bowl of Grandpa Qianjia, and said softly, "Grandpa, please eat."
Looking at this polite and well-behaved little granddaughter, Qian's grandfather smiled with satisfaction and took out a red envelope from his jacket pocket and handed it over.
Qian Xiaomo didn't know whether he should pick it up or not, so he turned to Yang Yong and Qian Liqin inquiring.
Seeing the lively and lovely children in front of him, Qian Liqin was filled with relief, and disappeared from time to time after a day of hard work. So, he smiled and said to the little daughter: "Since it was given by grandpa, you can put it away. Today you wore such a beautiful dress, and there was a delicious cake to celebrate your birthday, and grandpa gave you a big red envelope. Then your three siblings will each perform a show for your grandparents, okay?"
"Okay. Resolutely support my mother's wise decision!" The atmosphere at home is rarely so harmonious and happy, Qian Mai was the first to take the lead and applaud.
"Okay, I'll follow my sister resolutely!" Qian Xiaohai rushed into the room in two steps and took out his flute, and said with a smile: "Whether my sister sings or dances, I will accompany me to the end."
It was originally just a hopeful word, but I didn't expect that the children would take it so seriously, and they volunteered to study and prepare the show immediately. The four elders were very happy when they saw the three young people who were in love with each other and discussed, and sat quietly at the dining table, optimistic about their success. Yang Yong also got up specially to pour liquor to Qianjia Grandpa.
"What do grandparents like to listen to? I can play a lot of tunes, so please order one." Qian Xiaohai is boasting and selling it again.
The potential grandfather didn't laugh, he took a sip of his wine and chewed carefully with his chopsticks. The Qianjia grandma leaned back on the chair with a smile, and looked at her grandson in addition to petting or petting: "As long as Xiaohai plays it, grandma likes it."
"Then I will pick my favorite "I am a wolf from the north"." Almost immediately, Qian Xiaohai confirmed the track.
"Cough...Cough" Yang Yongqian Liqin and his wife, one drank white wine and the other coke, but they choked at the same time. Qian Liqin couldn't laugh or cry, and could not help but softly suggest: "Baby, don't you all sing "Happy Birthday to you" on TV? Then you can play that song too."
"Don't call me'baby' anymore." Qian Xiaohai frowned and mumbled almost inaudibly. Afterwards, his eyes looked around the room, and with an idea, he smiled again as if his face changed: "Birthday Songs are too uncreative. Grandma likes to listen to Yue opera, then I will give Grandma a piece of Yue opera."
"Oh? What is it?" A boy can sing Wu Nong's soft Yue opera? Everyone stopped their chopsticks and looked forward to his wonderful singing.
Qian Xiaohai shrugged his shoulders, um, um, tried his voice, and did a lot of style. Immediately afterwards, a string of slightly immature voices blurted out: "My two little sisters are clever and admired. They describe dragons, embroiders and phoenixes and call them masters. Every piece of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting will be..."
This is a singing, obviously it is a serious study. The whole family laughed, and the corners of the mouths of the Qianjia Grandpa, who has always been serious and cold, also set off a high arc. But slowly, Qian Xiaohai seemed to sing more and more engaged, and there was a tendency to sing better. Later, after singing, he danced without a teacher.
When he finished his "study" period, Grandpa Qian Jia said: "Xiao Hai, this blessing sing well. Mai and Xiao Mo work hard. If he really knows piano, chess, calligraphy and painting when he grows up, it will be a blessing for our potential family. what."
When she heard her son being praised, Qian Liqin felt sweeter than drinking honey, and she became more and more interested: "Which one will come first? Wheat or Xiao Mo?"
"Xiao Mo, come first. Later, she will also participate in the'Summer Harvest Show' in the village. The program is ready, so let's play that." With the convenience of the same class, Qian Xiaohai took the lead in exposing the information. Provoked Qian Xiaomo rolled her eyes in her stomach, the smelly fellow refused to say something to her sister from beginning to end.
"Okay. Then Xiao Mo will come first, so let's take a rehearsal." Yang Yong looked at the blushing little daughter encouragingly.
Qian Xiaomo stood up and walked to the open space in the middle of the small kitchen. Sven Wen declared the show: "The show I want to perform is the solo dance "Little Mushroom Picking Girl"." After finishing speaking, he paused again and turned towards Qian. Xiao Hai raised his eyebrows: "You can accompany me."
Qian Xiaohai took the lead happily. The small body is always small, and the flute is horizontal. Under the refraction of the dim light of the small kitchen, it also shines, quite like a formal concert. A cheerful and relaxing melody sounded, Qian Xiaomo began to hop on small steps, sing and dance to herself: "The little girl picking mushrooms, carrying a big bamboo basket, bare her feet in the morning, and walked into the forest and hills... "
Her voice is crisp and sweet, and her dancing posture is very lively and cute. Especially today, she wore a princess dress. The fluffy skirt wafted round and round with the dance movements. It was really good-looking. The four elders nodded their heads in dissatisfaction. . At this time, Qian Mai quietly approached Qian Liqin's ear, and snickered and said, "Mom, where is the little mushroom picking girl in this dress, Xiao Mo? She's just the little princess who accidentally fell into the forest. Slightly."
Qian Liqin snorted, but she couldn't hide her pride: "That is. My daughter is a little princess in my heart."
Hearing the whispers here, Qian Xiaomo couldn't help but get distracted, and she came to this side frequently with doubts, her eyes and eyes were so moving, she wanted to talk, she really had a good fight with the little princess who was lost in the forest. Finally, after all the movements were finished, Qian Xiaomo rushed over quickly; "Sister, where did you dance badly?"
"No, I jumped very well. My sister just thinks it would be better to change into a simple outfit, and I'm discussing preparations for you with my mother."
Qian Xiaomo was relieved after hearing the words.
Without waiting for the urging of adults, Qian Mai straightened his clothes, got up calmly and walked to the middle of the small kitchen, and asked Qian Xiaohai: "Will you play the popular song "Will you be safe"?"
"A little bit." Do you want to sing this one? Qian Xiaohai couldn't help but feel a little upset, and originally wanted to behave well in front of her sister. However, he usually plays classic songs arranged by the teacher. He plays this popular song from time to time and plays against the score. He never memorizes the score, and he doesn't know if he can play it all in one piece.
Qian Xiaohai sounded a melodious tune with a hint of hesitation, but Qian Mai did not immediately start singing. Instead, he smiled and came to an emotional confession: "Everyone knows that today is helping Xiao Mo make up for his birthday. But in fact, I want to help. Grandparents, mom and dad celebrate the festival. Tomorrow is the annual "Father's Day", but few people in rural areas know that there is a festival called "Father's Day"... "Mother's Day" is the same, we also let it in previous years I slipped over quietly. I decided that every year in the future, our family will celebrate'Father's Day' and'Mother's Day' like birthdays. Dad is unique, and mom is unique in the world. Dad is our father and mother. It's our mother. Grandpa is the father and mother of Mom and Dad, and grandma is the mother of Mom and Dad. We will celebrate the same contract items together in the future..."
This was decided by Qianmai after listening to the story of Li Qingyu, an overseas Chinese traveling in Italy. His words were sincere and sincere. The four elders of Qianjia were very touched by them, but they were also touched by Qianmai's series of "mothers and dads" at the same time. The tongue twister was confused and amused. The potential brothers and sisters even laughed, raising their hands to support their sister's decision.
After Qian Xiaohai made an "OK" gesture, Qian Mai began to sing. Don't think she seldom sings usually, but some of the songs have been circulated in her stomach, and now she sings through her soft voice, overflowing with tenderness, and it is not a taste.
"How are you in your mood now? Do you still have a smile on your face? Since ancient times, there have been many sorrows and sufferings in your life. Please be more happy and less troublesome..."
"I wish you peace, I wish you peace, let that happiness surround you. I wish you peace, I wish you peace, your happiness forever is my greatest wish..."
In the melody of singing three sighs and swirling around, Qianmai expresses his heart and soul heartily. Amidst the clumsy tunes and gentle singing, a warm breath overflowed from the small kitchen of the potential home at night. The potential family members silently experienced that they were all deeply intoxicated by this simple but affectionate song.
Look at the thoughtful and cooperative son and eldest daughter in front of you, and look at the pure and innocent little daughter who is gently tapping on the side, then turn around to see his wife's calm face filled with relief and touch, Yang Yong's dark eyes Instantly more resolute. So I turned around and said softly to the Qianjia Grandpa next to him: "Dad, I've decided, let's demolish the old house in the right hand house and build a new one." (To be continued, if you want to know what happened, Please visit www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)