The downstairs was surging and there was a criticism meeting, and the upstairs was still calm.
Qianmai spent a long time in the study alone, a pile of celadon furnishings lined up on the ground, ready to pack them one by one, and bring them back to Huayang to open their eyes to the children.
This was not a lot of work, but it was stretched infinitely because of the constant phone calls.
Facts once again proved that it was absolutely necessary for China to win the War of Resistance Against Japan! Look how quickly this information spreads. Qian Xiaofen, Zou Baiqiong, and Sun Hongmei called to express their serious concern. It is excusable. Ruan Huihui, who went to school in the west, also had so long ears.
After finally dismissing all the gossip men and women, she hung up the phone, and Qian Mai picked up the scattered study room again. She wrapped her hands around her slender waist quietly from behind, and immediately afterwards, her back was covered with a familiar warm chest, with a faint mint smell, and you don't need to look at it to know who it is.
"When you got home, you ignored me."
It's a bitter accusation.
"Doesn't this give you more time and space to express yourself?"
"Then how do I behave?" The words were smug, obviously mixed with the taste of asking for credit.
Potential Wheat knew it well, with a playful arc at the corner of his mouth, softly affirming, "It's okay."
Peng Chen seriously refused to comply: "It's just'okay'? I'm so nervous and sweaty."
"Is there?" Qianmai strongly suspected: "I think you are quite relaxed, sitting on the sofa, nodding and laughing occasionally, everything went smoothly." The smooth flow was incredible.
After listening to the black thread, Peng Chen grabbed his busy bare hand, opened the second button of his shirt and stuffed it inside, and decided to use the fact of sweating to wash away his injustice of "selling a laugh".
Qianmai was anxious and embarrassed, his eyes frequently flustered to the open door, helplessly weak, his hands were held tightly, and he couldn't escape. Can't help but reprimand: "Honestly! Dad is here."
"Dad is out. Someone called him to discuss matters."
That's it! No wonder he dared to act so nonsense.
Seeing that there were no adults, Qian Mai didn't care about it. He gradually tightened his arms and snuggled over, happy to have a chest as a pillow. Question: "You and Dad have played chess for so long, how will you win or lose?" In a low voice, she didn't even notice it. Since when, she no longer makes a clear distinction between "your dad" and "my dad". .
Sure enough, the more calls are made, and it becomes natural to get used to it.
Peng Chen was happy in his ears, and didn't break it. He confessed happily: "Three games and two losses, I lost! Dad's chess skills are very high, and many coup tricks often kill me by surprise. In many places, I still have it. I thought I could'get a child', but ended up in a trap..."
Qian Mai doesn't understand chess, and he doesn't know how true or false what he said. Seeing that Peng Chen respects his parents, he can not only get involved with his mother who doesn’t know a lot of characters, but also sit down and fight with his taciturn father, whether he is easy-going by nature or deliberately behaving. , She is undoubtedly happy and rewarding.
Of course, it is not without its shortcomings. After entering the door, the phone calls for work instructions came and went, and she almost thought he was the answerer. Fortunately, he knew the urgency, so he shut down the machine in a couple of twos.
For a long time, the two of them just leaned on like this quietly, one and the other slowly tidying up the bookcase. In the end, Peng Chen opened his mouth and pulled back someone who was thinking about roaming the sky: "What happened to Xiao Hai today? I ignored me, pretending to be the first time I met."
Latent wheat is also strange to this problem. He tilted his head and thought for a while, but still couldn't understand his brother's thoughts, so he said for granted, "What's weird about this. When you turn back to the door, my brother-in-law only shows you a face. It's already very cheap for you."
"Hehe, is this his'Well-in-door'?" His chest thundered behind him.
"You have the green light all the way today, and you are far from'Jinmenwei'." Qianmai was vague, and he didn't know why. After thinking about it, I still felt that I had to protect my younger brother's abnormality, so that Peng Chen didn't need to think about it, so he gave an even more abnormal and outrageous example.
"Speaking of speaking, Xiaohai is very kind to you. I think it was not easy for my uncle back then. The first time I visited in the twelfth lunar month, the family of Luodian was cleaning up and making Chinese New Year tofu, and the tap water happened to be broken. Da Without a word, my uncle grabbed the burden from my uncle's shoulder, and went to the well to pick 50 or 60 loads of water. He was so panting that his forehead was sweating, and no one leaned forward to pick him up..."
Peng Chen didn't understand the girl's careful thoughts. He listened to it as a story. He hooked his lips upwards and asked in a low voice: "Is the tap water really bad by chance?"
Latent Wheat smiled to himself and avoided answering, causing Peng Chen to become more and more dissatisfied with his repeated neglect. He approached Yingbai's ears and jokingly exhaled a string of heat from his nose: "Huh?..."
This hot flash of "um" was punished and mixed with mockery, itchy in broad daylight, and it made people feel damn ambiguous. Her waist and limbs were tightened, and a burst of relief came. She couldn't help her face being flushed, raised the rag and repeatedly told her: "Okay, okay, I admit that I was involved in the plan, but it was my cousin who actually did it."
One sentence was left clean, and the mastermind was accused of Yang Gongjian.
Speaking of it, the first time the uncle Li Feng came to the house was indeed too abnormal and outrageous, but it was based on the fact that the family members of the Yang family in Luodian were not optimistic about the marriage at that time.
At that time, the situation of the Li family could not be summarized by the remoteness of the hometown and the poor family situation. It was because the father died early, the mother was weak, and the two younger siblings were studying at a young age. The responsibility of supporting the family fell on Li Feng, who had been suspended after graduation from junior high school. . Whether the power of love can support such a long and heavy burden, the Yang family, who knows that "poor and lowly couples are sad" deeply doubt it, and in their own hearts they are even more reluctant to take care of Yang Xinlian, who is just in his early twenties, to appreciate all the hardships and bitterness. .
Seeing that the marriage is so hopeless, in the winter of that year, the pair of mandarin ducks in Luodian often staged scenes of choking silently and holding hands to watch tears. In the end, these shots didn't touch the stone-hearted elders, but they trembled the hearts and livers of the two juniors.
So, whenever Li Feng came to the Yang family, strange things would happen to the Yang family compound. Either this thing is broken, or that thing has a missing corner and a hole. From the initial repetition to the final tacit cooperation, until the Yang family's relatives nodded in agreement, Li Feng and Yang Xinlian changed the things in the Yang family's grandparents' room.
The wedding is as simple as expected. There was no wedding room, no banquet, no wedding dress, no ring, just went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a testimony, and the two families sat together to take a picture. The blessings of the parents and sister-in-law were all cashed into gift money and thin air tickets. Two months after their marriage, the newlyweds borrowed money and left their hometown to go to Yugoslavia, which is far and unfamiliar.
It's just that life doesn't give you good luck because you get up early and greedy for dark, and it doesn't just touch her noble golden finger because of your difficulties. Making a living and making money in a distant and unfamiliar country is hundreds of times more difficult than imagined. In the cold and freezing days, Yang Xinlian held up the heavy body of the October pregnancy. The day before giving birth, she followed Li Feng behind and pushed the cart along the street to sell.
In the summer of the second year, the couple finally had money to buy a store in the flea market. But the house leaks on rainy days, and soon after the store opened, war broke out in Yugoslavia. In an instant, artillery fire continued to sky, homes turned into ruins, everything became miserable, and all the overseas Chinese in the south rushed back to the country for refuge. Yang Xinlian hurried back to Li Yi in the swaddling clothes, wiping tears, resolutely and resolutely set foot on the deserted land again.
In the days when there was no news, no one knew where their husband and wife were living tonight, and no one knew how they worked hard to make a living and do business in the days when the bullets had no eyes. What people see is that after the war, the couple returned to their hometown. Not only did they pay off their debts, they cultivated two younger siblings, and they also had a substantial family background.
"Auntie, it's really amazing." Peng Chen whispered. In fact, what he wants to say is that the elder uncle is really lucky. With fifty to sixty loads of well water, to win a wife who shares life and death, not everyone can experience this kind of good luck.
"Yes, the aunt is the pride of our family." Although behind the glamour, there are always many unknown bitterness.
In that war, the life-and-death relationship established by the Li family was not something that outsiders could freely talk about. However, they made money, but the price they paid was that Yang Xinlian was seriously ill and did not receive timely and effective treatment, leaving a permanent sequelae. Although the sky is far apart and the time spent with mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is very little, Li's last words are to "when they grow up to make money, the elder brother will be like a father, and the elder sister will be like a mother." In a modern society where interpersonal relationships are strained, this is also a commendable one.
It is worth, or not worth it, who can analyze it clearly.
In the unmanned afternoon, Qianmai once asked Yang Xinlian quietly, and her answer was just the murmured "no regrets".
The Yang family all said that Latent Wheat was brought up by Yang Xinlian, and their temperaments were very similar in their bones. So, aunt, a new stage of life is about to begin. Will I be as brave as you
On such days, thinking of Yang Xinlian thousands of miles away, Qianmai's heart is warm, soft and stable.
"Mai, we will live and die together like the older uncle and the older aunt, okay?"
"Okay." Qianmai answered quite briskly, as if Peng Chen was just asking if he wanted to buy a Chinese cabbage.
There was a soft kiss on the forehead, and two eyes were burning as if they were about to fry her into an egg: "This is the most beautiful thing you have said so far."
"Then I will tell you every day." Isn't it just a "good" word? Who should not say it twenty or thirty times a day.
Peng Chen didn't think so, and got a positive answer. He was excited and clasped his arms tighter: "Mai, you go to ruin the tap water. I am full of energy now, and I really want to carry water. "
Qianmai was happy, and looked at Peng Chen with wide eyes. This person really thought that every time he came out, he came out: "Idiot! In the current house, you go to pick water, where can I pretend?"
"That's right. Is there anything in the house that needs repairs? I seem to only repair cars..." It's a pity that the body of the potential house's pickup truck has been very good. The hero Peng Chen was useless. He looked around and around, but couldn't find a place to perform, so he courageously said: "Then you go and destroy the light bulb. I can still change the light bulb."
While talking, without waiting for Qianmai's response, he stretched his arms and pressed the light switch to a loud bang. After more than a dozen rounds, the room was still shining with lights, and he couldn't help but give up without muttering: "How is the quality of the current things so good?"
Latent wheat 冏. Don't let your parents hear such idiot and ridiculous words. But seeing those bright and clear eyes, the teasing to the mouth and swallowing again, he stuffed him with the rag in his hand, and said arrogantly: "Help me clean up the study! Wipe it up! I'll go to my parents' room. The quilt cover and curtains were changed and washed.” After speaking, Gu Zi walked out with a suffocated smile.
Peng Chen Le Dian Le Dian was ordered to learn how to work hard. The log furniture was polished brightly, the sundries returned one by one, and the books in a cabinet were neatly arranged. What made him most delighted was that he unexpectedly saw something familiar—a crystal frame decorated with seashells and sea threads lying quietly in a drawer.
Over the years, the crystal frame has become dusty and worn out, and has lost the crystal clearness of the past. But the girl wheat in the photo seems to be frozen in time, smiling like a flower, and the whole person seems to exude a subtle atmosphere. The cleanness and simplicity of the eyebrows make people still want to smile even after seeing it.
"Hey, this is my most successful work." The memories of the past reverberated in my heart, but in the end I just put down the rag and gently wiped the frame over and over again with my sleeve.
Outside the door, Yang Yong didn't know when he came up, quietly looked inside the door, and quietly retreated after seeing the scene in front of him. Secretly: "A person who even cherishes Mai's photo frame so much should treat her well." (To be continued, if you want to know what happened, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, Support genuine reading!)