Early the next morning, Qian Liqin took Qian Xiaohai and went to the mountains to plant trees.
Qianmai drove the family's sheep, brought her sister, and Qian Xiaofen went to the field at the foot of the mountain to gather clear grass.
It is the vernal equinox, and there is nothing more charming than the green hills washed by the spring rain. Looking from a distance, all the eyes are full of verdant green. I got closer, but the color was distinctly green with pink willow trees and wheat seedlings, and sometimes there were waves of rape blossoms rolling at the foot of the mountain.
At this time, the early morning fog had not had time to completely dissipate, Qianmai breathed in the moist* air, collected Qingming grass, and listened to Qian Xiaofen's story. It was so uncomfortable.
"Fang Ying's older sister who was married in another city came back last week. She took Fang Ying to the hairdressing salon and had her hair permed. It was curly and braided in the center of her head, which looked good. In addition, she also brought a copper plate. The big earrings, the pictures on them are beautiful, and they are clanging when they walk. Unfortunately, on the first day of school, the head teacher ordered them to be restored to their original state..."
"Oh. That can be worn at home."
"Yang Chao became the class monitor this semester. But we all know that his grades are not as good as those in elementary school. Now the best grade in the class is Zou Baiqiong. Unfortunately, he is only a study committee member now."
"Really? Then he can improve so fast!"
"Isn't it? I often failed the exam when I was in elementary school. Last semester, he changed his mind like eating a fairy fruit, and immediately became the first place. His English scores are good, and sometimes English is mixed in his speech. We all gave him a nickname called'Foreigner'..."
While talking, Qian Xiaofen suddenly changed the subject, and said to Qian Xiaomo who had been muffled next to him: "Xiao Mo, your'Hua Hua' is going to someone else's rape field. Go and take it away. "
No, "Hua Hua" is clearly gnawing on tender leaves, and there is still a long way to go from the field. Qian Xiaomo was very puzzled with her two Shui Lingling eyes open.
After listening to Qian Mai, Qian Xiaofen thought it was Qian Xiaofen who had distracted her sister, and she had something to tell herself. He said: "Go and pull all the sheep away. The distance is too close. From a distance, others will think we put the sheep in the field."
"Okay." Qian Xiaomo ran away in response.
Seeing Le Zizi yelling at her younger sister who is commanding the flock, Qian Mai sighed for a while, and she blamed her father for raising sheep in the first place and turning her petite and exquisite daughter into a "flocking baby". Just like my sister's watery, one stop, no one in Nanjiang Village praises cuteness and beauty. Some old people also joked that the youngest daughter of the potential family sits quietly and is the most standard lady. It's a pity that this "everyone girl" doesn't like to write essays, or sing and dance, so she likes to plant sheep and flowers.
Many times, Yang Yong said to his little daughter: "Go to school, you don't have to worry about the work at home." Qian Xiaomo always can't wait to fight for: "Dad, let me do it, I like herding sheep and flowers the most. "It made Qianmai depressed, and her lady developed a plan, and she was still dead.
Qian Xiaofen was still talking about Zou Baiqiong: "Now his parents are kind to him. I heard that while doing homework, his mother even brought the cooked noodles to him..."
"Haha." Qianmai flipped through the Qingming grass in the basket, kneading the soft pastel dough in his hand, with a faint fragrance. My younger sister, Xiao Mo, has an inexplicable love and obsession with flowers, and the Qingming grasses she picked are all blooming, some of which are obviously too hard. While she was away, they were all picked out quickly.
"Go ahead, what's the matter?"
Qian Xiaofen gave a smirk, lingering for a while, and asked: "Well, in English, how do you write'Happy Birthday'?"
"HappyBirthday! It's on the book, page 32, line 5 of Book 2. Just ask this?" Qianmai said with emotion, this is the gap between urban and rural areas. As a second-year student, Peng Chen is already thinking about the similarities and differences between American English and British English pronunciation and grammar, but Qian Xiaofen can't spell even the simplest sentences.
"Sister, if you want to learn English, I can teach you. I have audio tapes and books. If you want to read them, I will bring them back to you."
"I don't know how to read your book. The English letters are like the ants running around on the hot pot, making people dizzy. The audio tape is even more difficult to mention, and I want to sleep after listening to it."
"Hehe, why don't you listen to it in the first grade. I will put it at home now."
"Okay, I'll talk about that later. Now you teach me an English first, the classmates don't know it. I said let me copy it back and ask, you should know it."
"Isn't there in the dictionary? What word? Let's talk."
"No, I turned it over." Qian Xiaofen took out a small note from his trouser pocket and said softly: "It's like this: I-L-O-V-E-Y-O-U! "
Before she finished reading, Qian Mai laughed, and the hand that dexterously picked the Qingming grass also stopped slowly, and stretched out her head to take a look. Isn’t it? The clumsy handwriting of different sizes clearly says "ILOVEYOU!"
Seeing her cousin smile slyly, Qian Xiaofen's dim eyes fixed her hair straight in her heart, and she hurriedly pushed her: "What the hell do you mean?"
"You tell me first, is this a boy writing to you?"
"No, it's another girl. What do you mean?"
"Simply put, it's'I love you'." Latent wheat became simple: "Do you understand?"
"Understood. Ah~~I don't understand..." Qian Xiaofen blushed, facing the ridge, shaking his head like a wavy drum: "I don't understand, I don't understand."
"Hehe, it's best not to write it to you, otherwise, if you fall in love, your little aunt will give you a head start." Qian Mai said his cousin jokingly.
Which girl doesn't cherish spring? The 16-year-old cousin in front of her, with a slim figure and distant mountain-like eyebrows, clearly looks like a big girl. It’s just that it’s hard to say. If you are 14-year-old, you will definitely follow the teachings of your teachers and parents and believe that you can’t eat green apples. But when you really grow up, there is no woman who is not moved, the first love of boys and girls ignorant is the most beautiful, purest, and most wholehearted. But it seems that it should not be encouraged.
When the red cloud on his face disappeared, Qian Xiaofen, who turned his back, raised two distant eyebrows, and began to counterattack: "You only fall in love early. Don't all TV dramas show city students who are most likely to fall in love? I don’t seem to study much."
"That's all made up. But every student has a knife hanging on his head, who has so much idle thought. Let's just talk about my class. Everyone can't wait for 36 hours a day. No. 1 and No. 5 are talented. The score for a short answer question is six points short. The competition between the first and the second is even more intense, sometimes the short test is as short as 0.5 points. You are too late to fight, how can there be love each other? Playing with premature love..."
"That's right. My sister didn't fall in love early. She wants to study hard and get admitted to a good university in Hangzhou." Qian Xiaomo, who hurriedly returned from the sheep, caught the end of the conversation.
Qianmai can't laugh or cry: "Do you know what a puppy love is?"
"Yes. There are performances in TV dramas, that is, boys like girls, and girls like boys." Qian Xiaomo's face was innocent.
Uh, the TV dramas made up are facilitating them. "Then how do you know there are good universities in Hangzhou?"
"Our teacher Tan said. He said that my sister worked hard to be admitted to a good university in Hangzhou. My sister is the most diligent and hardest student he has ever seen, better than me and Xiaohai."
"Has Xiaohai's performance degraded now?" Qian Mai asked. She knows her sister's grades are medium, but Xiaohai's grades have always been top-notch.
Qian Xiaomo kept silent, smiled and curled his eyebrows, thinking of Qian Xiaohai that was cleaned up by her sister last night, and couldn't help covering her mouth with her hands. Hehe Zhile: "No, Teacher Tan called him careless, careless in homework, and inattentive in class. Last week, Teacher Tan trained him in this way and read the weekly diary handed in by Xiaohai in front of the class."
"He wrote:'Yesterday, my mother wrapped me in chaos with meat and grass in it. But I didn't like to eat the skin on the outside and threw them all up. My mother scolded me and taught me to cherish the food. I ordered I nodded, took one bite, and all died.'"
Qian Mai and Qian Xiaofen listened, and imagined Qian Xiaohai drooping his head and being trained, they couldn't help laughing. Qian Mai said: "What kind of brains, please go back and tell mom next time, just pack the wontons with Qingming grass stuffing for him to eat."