"Bao" Qianmai's head hit the glass window of the bus.
Frowning and gently stroking the sore head, opened his eyes tiredly, and sighed. It turned out to be a dream.
The dream just now was so unreal, and she transformed herself into a beautiful woman in ancient costume in white dress fluttering and wavy steps... Uh... She was punching and kicking in the streets and violently beating Qian Xiaohai when she grew up.
"See if you dare to be slick?"
"See if you dare to hang around?"
"See if you dare to molested the good women?"
When he hit the painful place, the brush in the sleeve was "swish", and Huali turned somersaults in the air, and sealed several acupuncture points in Qian Xiaohai like a dragonfly. The catastrophe was imminent, and I could only hear Qian Xiaohai's weird cry: "Sister for mercy~~~"
It is said that there are thoughts at night and dreams at day. I haven't seen him for two weeks, do I think about him that way? I don't know how the two little guys are at home.
"Daughter Yang Yong, are you awake? Your home is about to arrive, and I just wanted to call you." said the fat aunt who followed the car in the neighboring township.
Isn't it? The building of Nanjiang Township Government is already in sight. "Thank you, auntie, the car will pass by my door tomorrow afternoon, remember to call me."
"No problem, don't worry." The chubby aunt answered her mouth full, because the time for Qianmai to go to and from the county is relatively fixed, and they are all in this bus, and the two have already talked more familiarly.
The bus drove slowly into the area of Nanjiang Village, and the outline of the new village gradually appeared in front of you. Asphalt roads have become cement roads, courtyards have become brick houses, households have been connected to water and electricity, and the newly built houses on the streets facing the highway have opened a dazzling array of small shops, all of which indicate that the people’s living standards here are getting better. Great improvement.
Of course, some things still exist as always, such as the water in front of the green hills outside the house, such as listening to the cocoon in the deep alley of cooking smoke, such as the Qianjia grocery store that has been in the east of the bridge for decades.
Qianmai got out of the car, walked to the grocery store window facing the street, and shouted in a stretched voice: "Grandpa and grandma, I'm back."
Grandpa Qianjia sat by the cupboard and turned over the emperor's calendar with reading glasses. He raised his head when he heard the sound, with a smile on his serious face, and nodded: "I'm back."
"Come in, wheat... It's raining outside." The weak voice of Qianjia's grandma came from the chair in the inner corner.
Qianmai was slightly surprised. He leaned in and said with a smile: "Grandma, she looks pretty today."
The Qianjia grandma waved weakly: "I'm in good spirits today. Come out and sit down. Come in."
"Hey." Qianmai quickly walked around to the front door and entered the house cautiously. Everything in the right-hand house of the potential house has not changed, but the left-hand house of the potential house has undergone earth-shaking changes. In the past few years, Qiansongyu got the consent of Qiansongyu's grandfather in order to arrange a decent wedding room for his son Qiansongyu. Together with his younger brother Qiansongyou, Qiansongyu removed the left hand house and half of the hall and built three layers of bricks and tiles. room. The remaining half of the hall and the corridor are supported by old wooden pillars that have been removed, and they look shaky. Every time they pass by, Latent Wheat is frightened.
If you talk about the income from the Qianjia grocery store and Yang Yong's cultivation of Gastrodia elata, if you save for a few years, you should be able to build a two-story brick house. It's just that there are unexpected events in the sky, and people have misfortunes and blessings. Over the past few years, Qianjia's grandmother, who was originally frail and sickly suffering from liver cirrhosis, had symptoms of portal hypertension and frequent gastrointestinal bleeding. She went to the hospital several times and was life-threatening. At the worst time three years ago, the attending physician at Huayang City Hospital asserted that it had reached the limit and even dared not make a treatment plan.
The grandmother of Qianjia couldn't bear the depressive breath of the hospital's daily injections and medicines, and couldn't bear to have the money saved up at home burned like paper, so she strongly demanded to be discharged from the hospital. Since then, he has been ill in bed all year round, and his grandfather Qianjia has studied Chinese medicine books by himself, and he has survived for three years.
Turning into the grocery store, Qianmai gently approached Qianjia's grandma's chair, squatted halfway, took out a bag of fruits from the bag, and said, "Grandma, this is kiwi. I'm on the book in the school library. See, eating this is helpful to your illness."
The potential grandmother smiled contentedly: "Grandma is not good, you elder brothers and sisters eat a few pieces. After eating, you can grow your body."
Qian Mai hurriedly said: "I bought them apples. Nanjiang can't buy kiwifruits, I bought them specially. Grandma will just enjoy her face and eat them."
Grandpa Qianjia put down the imperial calendar in his hand and said faintly: "The child is filial, you can accept it." At the end, he asked Qianmai: "What else is said in the book?"
Latent Wheat fluently replied: "We are already eating Cordyceps, American ginseng, and red dates. In addition, honey is also good. I think the ones from the county store are not as good as the ones collected by the Lushan Bee Farm. I plan to buy them in Lushan."
"Yeah. I'll buy this. You are running short of time to climb the mountain." Grandpa Qian Jia made a summary, and then Gu Zi turned over the emperor's calendar.
"Where are my parents and Xiao Mo Xiaohai, why didn't they hear any sound?" It used to be greeted long ago.
The Qianjia grandma took the conversation and slowly said: "Your father went to Cangnan to send gastrodia elata, and stopped by to help your aunt to build a house in Dazhekou... Your cousin and cousin have made money in France in recent years and bought a house in the city. Build a villa in my hometown."
"Your mother took Xiaomo Xiaohai to the mountains. A few days ago, during the Arbor Day, the township gave every household some millet seedlings and orange seedlings... Your father is not at home. Today is the school holiday, so your mother will bring Xiaomo. Xiaohai went to help."
Qianjia's grandmother rarely said so much in one breath. Seeing that she was a little panting, Qian Mai hurriedly got up and went into the room to make a cup of tea for her. The three sisters and brothers went to the mountains to dig and dry the spare wild mustard roots during the holidays. The medicine book says that this is good for Qianjia's grandmother's disease.
Handing the tea to Qian's grandmother, seeing that Qian's grandfather is still attentively flipping through the emperor's calendar, Qian Mai couldn't help but ask: "Is there something at home, do you want to choose a good day?"
The Qianjia grandfather still did not respond. As usual, Qianjia's grandmother replied: "I want to pick a good day to go to the temple to do rituals and make a wish to the Bodhisattva. I will take care of everything that should be done while I am still walking. "
"Grandma..." Can you not be so sad and pessimistic.
"Your second aunt's family also wants to pick a good day and take care of Jianjun's marriage."
"My cousin has a big belly now, how can I get married?"
"So I want to pick a summer day and wait until the child is born. I have to prepare many things as early as possible."
"Oh… "
The grandfather and grandson were chatting slowly with each other, the long-term silent grandfather of Qian Jia suddenly intervened: "You don't need to tell her about these things, let her study at ease." Then asked Qian Mai: "Is everything okay in school?"
Under Qianjia’s grandfather’s eyes, Qianmai never dared to be sloppy, and honestly replied, “It’s all okay. It’s just that I’m divided into classes and my schoolwork is more busy than before. In addition, I want to participate in the knowledge of welcoming Hong Kong’s return. For competitions and calligraphy and painting exhibitions, the school will first concentrate on coaching and training, and will not be able to go home next week.
"Fast shift or slow shift?" The old man cares about a lot of things.
"Quick class." The top 50 results should be considered fast class.
"Yeah." The Qianjia grandfather seemed to smack his lips with satisfaction: "Keep on, but don't be allowed to be withdrawn. That would be even more embarrassing."
"Yes." I knew it would be like this. As soon as I entered the express class, it was as deep as the sea, and there was no turning back ever since. In addition to working hard to cheer, do you have other options.
"It's getting late, let's cook. Your mother will come back later."
"Yes." Qianmai touched his nose, got up and walked in. Hey, after I have the information I want, I can’t wait to send me to the kitchen.