Unlike adults who are worried, Qian Xiaohai is very happy.
In the past, there was only one child in the family, and he was all alone in eating, drinking and playing. In the second half of the year, there were two more older sisters, and I finally had a companion and a cheerleader in the backstage, so I was very tall when I went out to play every day. I didn't say a word with my friend, and didn't fight each other. When someone called his elder brother with his mouth flat, he was not timid, and struck back loudly: "If you call your elder brother, I will call your elder sister. And I have two older sisters."
Of course, he only said this when he needed someone to help out, and he wouldn't be so stupid in normal times.
Having just won a large stack of cards from a small partner, Qian Xiaohai's small chin was raised high and very complacent. The knowledge in the little solitaire is great. There are triangles, four corners, thin, thick, colorless, and colorful. Today, he won a grand slam and has everything. Except for the one he holds, all four small pockets of clothes and trousers are installed. It's full. He didn't tell his friends that it was thanks to the big sister who used the "Big Red Door" cigarette paper to stack the cards for him. The big sister also secretly stuffed a thin card in the middle, which was solid and lightweight, which made him invincible where he recently fell. , Not only won Jiang Liwei, the most powerful in the village, but also won back several marbles.
Entering the back room, before he could collect the spoils, Qian Liqin, who was picking up tea seeds, said: "Baby, how do you know that you are running out to play, why don't you play with the little sister at home? Little My sister hasn't known any children yet, so it's boring to be at home alone."
Qian Xiaohai used his piercing eyes to look at Cui Lingling who was sitting aside playing with tea seed kernels. He turned his eyes around, pouting and said, "Mom, I am the brother, and she is the younger sister." You see, I am still tall." After that, she stepped forward and pulled Cui Lingling to stand up, standing on her toes and raising her small arms, making gestures solemnly.
Seeing a pair of innocent children in front of her, Qian Liqin felt sad and emotional. This little girl has sparse hair and thin arms and legs. It is obviously malnourished. She is not as strong as her one-year-old son. No wonder the son has been reluctant to call the younger sister and sister. This time, no matter what difficulties he faced, he was determined to keep the three children by his side, and never wanted to experience the troubling thoughts of the past. I couldn't help but smiled and amusing the real son: "You said you want to be your brother. When you are a brother, you have to take care of your sister. If you have anything delicious and fun, you must first give it to your sister. Are you willing?"
"I'm very willing." Seeing his mother relieved, Qian Xiaohai made exaggerated gestures and vowed to promise: "I will treat my sister very-good-very-good." Of course, he naturally has to be good. . No matter where Jiang Liwei goes, his little tail brother is always behind him. When he throws a card, the little brother will help him hold other cards; when he wants to drink water, he only needs to direct the little brother to go home and fill it with a bottle. I envied him very early and very early. Although there is no younger brother, it is good to have a younger sister.
Qian Liqin was coaxed by Qian Xiaohai's "brotherly affection" and laughed, saying goodbye: "Let's see your performance first, then let's talk about it."
Qian Xiaohai jumped up happily upon hearing this, and pulled Cui Lingling into the room hurriedly: "Sister, come back to the room with me, I will show you my'camel', my little wooden sword, my marble slingshot... my slingshot can be It's amazing. Last time I used it to shoot Jiang Liwei's cock onto the roof..."
Cui Lingling didn't know she was weak and slandered: "Didn't Cui's father say that I am the elder sister?" But after all, she didn't have the courage to say it, and Yiyan followed Qian Xiaohai into the room timidly. As soon as I entered the room, it was as deep as the sea, and I took a wrong step. For this reason, Qian Xiaomo (Cui Lingling) later pounded his chest and regretted it for N years, and was oppressed by Qian Xiaohai for many years because of his temporary cowardice.
If Qian Xiaohai regards Cui Lingling as her closest partner and playmate, then Cui Lingling regards Qian Wheat as a life-saving straw.
Every day it was slightly bright, the first words the little girl opened her eyes were gently and softly: "Sister, I'm awake." Then she rolled up neatly, dressing herself awkwardly with her little arm. Although Qianmai would help her tidy up again every time, she always insisted on dressing herself obediently.
Every time she ate, Cui Lingling's blushing little face was so low that she was buried in her rice bowl. Except for the dishes her mother and sister gave, she had never taken the initiative to hold food.
Every day after school, she would sit quietly on the small threshold, leaning against the door, looking forward to seeing her sister come back, immediately ran forward happily on tiptoe, tore off the patchwork schoolbag, and then helped back to the room without saying a word. .
They sleep in the same bed every night. At first, she always squeezed her body tightly and motionless, and seldom turned over. But when he is asleep, the little guy will automatically follow the heat source and nest into the latent wheat's arms, like a koala, holding the latent wheat firm. Looking at his sister's sweet and sweet sleeping face, Qian Mai said with deep emotion, this cautious look, isn't it exactly what he looked like when he first came home in his previous life. So as long as she doesn't go to school, she will stay with her sister for a moment, tell her some simple stories, and talk with her babbling babble.
In the winter night, Qianmai helped her sister to wash up early, took her chuang and pulled the quilt to cover it. Then, on the desk beside him, I practiced the calligraphy with a bean kerosene lamp. It's still early. No wonder Cui Lingling can't sleep. At night in the mountain village without any entertainment, the little girl blinks her long eyelashes and stares at the nib of the lurking wheat unblinkingly.
After waiting, Qian Mai meticulously wrote the homework he was going to give to Qian Jia's grandfather the next day. He raised his head and twisted his neck, only to see that his sister was still in the same posture as when she first went to Chuang. Well, I don't plan to write more for the time being. So, I replaced the rough paper, leaned over and pulled out an old newspaper from under the table, and asked my sister as he wrote: "Can't you sleep?"
Cui Lingling nodded and asked curiously, "Sister, what are you doing? Writing?"
Qian Mai shook his head, pretending to be mysterious, and explained: "My sister is aesthetically."
"What is aesthetics?"
"It's just to discover something that is beautiful." That's right, even the famous esthetician Mr. Zong Baihua said: Calligraphy is "like Chinese painting, more like music, like dance, like beautiful buildings." Practice, create, and appreciate calligraphy works. The process is the process of perceiving beauty, creating beauty and brewing beauty.
Cui Lingling: "What is beauty?"
Qianmai: "Beauty is beautiful."
Cui Lingling: "What is beautiful?"
Qian Mai: "beautiful is cute." Qian Mai drew a gourd in the newspaper, while dragging his voice to accompany his sister endlessly "ah" come and "ah" go. This little guy is really easy to learn, so tireless.
Cui Lingling: "What is cute?"
Looking at the little guy who broke the casserole and asked to the end, Qian Mai couldn't help but want to tease her: "Cute is our sister." Ha ha, you can't ask: "What is our sister?"
As expected, Cui Lingling didn't answer, she smiled silly, two red clouds floating on her face, she was intoxicated.