When Qianmai got up early on Sunday morning, Yang Yong had already gone to the field.
Qian Liqin also got up, but her eyes were swollen high. The rice in the pressure cooker on the gas stove has been chuckling, and she is preparing today's pig food on the earthen stove.
Latent Wheat quietly walked to the foot of the stairs and took out a potato from the cardboard box next to it. After washing, he cut two thin slices, pulled Qian Liqin and sat down at the dining table. Said: "Mom, I will help you prepare pig food. You sit for a while and put potato chips on your eyes."
"No, it will be alright after today." Qian Liqin said weakly, leaning on the dining table.
"Try it, I have memorized the medicine book before, saying that potato has the effect of reducing swelling. But I haven't tried it, you should try it out for me." Qianmai took his mother's hand and shook it gently.
Feeling the sweetness of her daughter, Qian Liqin grinned reluctantly, closed her eyes and applied the thin sheet to Yiyan. An icy coolness came, and it was really comfortable. Listening to her daughter's skillful and rhythmic cutting of vegetables, she ordered: "Cut the vegetables first, and wait for the dried sweet potato shreds to be layered on top."
"Yes, I know." Qianmai quickly moved with a kitchen knife in his hand.
In this compartment, sitting Qian Liqin slowly said: "Do you think I don't feel sorry for Xiao Hai? Although this child is a bit arrogant and naughty, it is impossible for me to do such a thing. Don't understand your child?"
"But what can I do? Your grandparents are elders, and your second aunt and Su Jiaru are sisters and brother-in-law. Can I say anything about them? I had to stop your dad and curse Xiaohai a few words to relieve them. What does it matter if people say a few words. Whoever thinks, your father is so bad-tempered, not only does not listen, but he scolds people severely, and even your aunt's face is wiped out. What will happen to our family in the future? , No one is willing to help us."
"Oh." Qian Mai sighed helplessly. Mom, you are exactly the same as your grandma. Why don't you trust Dad so much? Dad makes a lot of money, but the speed cannot keep up with the hospital's money burning process. But has he ever let us take short clothes and eat less, and hasn't he solved the problem when something goes wrong in the house? Why bother to worry about things that haven't happened yet and to be cautious to please others, even at the expense of your own and your family's feelings.
Have you ever thought that once Xiao Hai is named a "thief", how many eyes and discussions will he receive in school and in the countryside, and what impact will it have on his young soul? If a father can't even protect his own son, then how can he feel bad. What's more, for the father who loves his son like life, Xiaohai is all his sustenance and hope in life.
Did you know that not all people compare their hearts to their hearts, and not all people agree with what they say and do. What kind of ugly and acrimonious relatives who turned around and left them with our children in front of your adults. Do you know that after these thoughts of yours are touched by others, all my relatives in my previous life can come forward to bully and entertain at any time as long as they are willing. It's not that I can't deal with them, but before I can deal with them, I must first knock you down, mother. Every time, no matter how much I have been wronged, when I confide in you, you will always move out this theory in the same way, asking me to be a good card and swallow all the sadness.
After coming down over and over again, my heart struggled from the anger at the beginning, to the complaints and pains, to the vicissitudes of life and petrification. Therefore, in the deepest part of my heart, I always call you "mother", not "mother". Do you still want to do this in this life
Potential Wheat's heart is surging, but his face is not moving. Prepare the pig food neatly, and then go around a few wooden rafts on the shelf in front of the stove and burn it. He cut two more thin slices of potato, walked over to Qian Liqin and put it on again, and said: "It's not too swollen anymore, just apply it again this time."
"Yeah." Qian Liqin closed her eyes and said, "Unexpectedly, the ordinary potato at home can be applied to the eyes to reduce swelling."
"Mom, let's make an agreement." Qianmai said suddenly.
"What?" Qian Liqin asked with her eyes closed.
After hesitating for a while, he finally opened his mouth: "Mom, I will study hard and make money. You shouldn't be so careful to please the Su family in the future. I think it's very sad in my heart. Mom wants to beat us and scold us. Don’t dismantle our platform in front of outsiders. We can do whatever you want when we get home. I believe Dad thinks the same way."
Qian Liqin took the potato chips, stared at her gloomy daughter, and said: "Do you think I am willing? It's not that our family is poor, and you are young. Look at your second aunt's house. The factory has built a three-storey brick house. The wife comes in with one bedroom and one bedroom, and the family is from the village. You make them unhappy, just like your second uncle, how can we stay in this village in the future?"
I'm so timid. I'm afraid of wolves and tigers. Why don't you worry that wild boars will come down at the back of our house any time. No wonder Grandpa would rather tell Xiaohai about the family property than tell you. But he said: "Mom, our family's soft power is not worse than theirs. The praying mantis catches snakes, and the oriole is behind. Naturally some people will overcome them. What are you worried about. Besides, I never thought that our family would live in Nanjiang for a long time. ."
"Then where can you go?"
"Huayang, I went to a knowledge contest last week. I like it there very much."
Seeing her daughter's longing face, Qian Liqin burst into her sorrow and smiled, saying: "There will be a day when my mother can live in a house in the city like your aunt, then the mother's hardship will be worth it."
"Definitely." In his previous life, he was impoverished, but his younger brother Qian Xiaohai bought a shop in Huayang to invest in the elderly for his parents. This made the couple very pleased and felt a lot of face. So as long as you like it, I will try my best to make up for the unfulfilled filial piety in this life. Qianmai's eyes flickered with determination.
When Yang Yong returned home carrying a hoe, he saw the mother and daughter talking and laughing. Without saying much, he just washed his face and took a bowl of rice. Qianmai also rushed in and called out two younger siblings who were studying in the morning. Although the five members of the family were still silent, somehow they had a hot meal around the table.
After breakfast, Qian Xiaohai withdrew to the desk silently.
Qianmai finished cleaning the dishes, went in and pulled him up, and said, "Reading is worth persisting. I don’t care about this moment and a half. You have worked very hard these days. Today, let’s go to the field and try our luck together. Is there any new tea coming out."
Qian Xiaohai took her sister's words as imperial decree and immediately closed the book and stood up. Qianmai took the newly bought peaked cap and brought it to him, looking at it from side to side, looking very handsome: "Just take it, the mountains are foggy."
It's the child's character. I can't wait to watch myself in the mirror. Qian Xiaohai smiled with satisfaction: "I like it very much, thank you sister."
Finally see the sun. Even if Qian Xiaohai is in fourth grade, strictly speaking, he is only nine years old. Xu is a late developmental period for boys, and now he is completely thin and immature. Qianmai heard that he rarely stayed home to read books these days, so he decided to take him on a walk in the mountains to relieve his sullenness.
Before getting out of the house, the three men turned into the room of Qianjia's grandparents. When the old couple saw their three grandchildren come over to say hello happily, they all smiled with relief. Especially for Qianjia grandma, as long as Qian Xiaohai gently rubbed her side and greeted her sweetly, the "baby" began to grow and "baby" short with a smile.
Wonderful! Qian Mai secretly made a victory gesture with his hand: "Yeah, I solved two more."
On the winding mountain road in April, there are Xiaoyan flying by, and mountain flowers are in full bloom. When I look around, my eyes are full of eye-catching greenery. Just after the rainy season, the earth is soft and there are mirror-like terraces everywhere at the foot of the mountain. Qian Xiaohai returned to nature and was so happy. He ran and walked in front of him, rushing to the flock to bleat and bleat. Qian Maimai took his sister Qian Xiaomo's hand and followed behind, chatting carefully about their study and life in the past two weeks.
Not far away, the three of them drove the sheep up the hillside and let them eat the grass, and then walked towards their own mountain.
The several acres of mountain land newly opened by Qianjia is located on the halfway of Feiyun Peak. Yang Yong dug it out a few years ago when the government encouraged farmers to open up barren mountains. In addition to planting fruit trees and crops, there are nine unremarkable wild tea trees on the innermost side.
The main pole of the wild tea tree is slanted and slanted, and the branches are high and low, criss-crossing, giving a sense of disorder. It was occasionally discovered during the field sketch of Latent Wheat in the past few years. At first, she just accidentally encountered one tree, but the value of wild tea aroused her curious mentality. So, for a whole week, she traversed several nearby mountains and found a total of nine plants. Finally, with the promise of "full scores in all primary school exams", Yang Yong was asked to help, and it took a lot of effort to transplant to his own mountains.
At this time, it was almost past the tea picking time. After Qian Liqin's guerrilla raid in the last two days, only a few buds of sparrow tongue protruded from each tea tree. The three siblings jumped up and down for a long time, and only covered the bottom of the basket.
At this time, Yang Yong, who was passing by the foot of the mountain, saw his children from a distance, and climbed up with his hoe. Pulling over the small bamboo basket, he said, "That's it? Your mother made some of them a while ago. They are all picked before tomorrow. If you want to drink or give it away, just take those."
"Okay. I'll go back and have a look." In recent years, people have not generally discovered the value of wild tea, and they can't sell it for a few money in the market. Therefore, Latent Wheat decided to eat it by himself or give it as a gift. Lan Yifeng, Tan Xiangyang, Nan Chunming and others all praised her, but they brought her good popularity.
Yang Yong put down his hoe, drew the scythe from the scabbard behind him, and silently bent over to clear the weeds and vines in the ground. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of his eldest daughter stepping and following behind him, as if hesitating to say something, he asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Qianmai lowered his head and said hesitantly: "Dad, don't be angry with your mother... It's not worth it to be angry with your own people because of other people's short words... The more quarrel in our house, maybe they hide behind and laugh more loudly. It."
"Huh?" Yang Yong looked at the eldest daughter in front of him, with a tender and beautiful face, but his hazy eyes were full of worries. I couldn't help feeling distressed, and I was halfway through the sight of the past few days, and suddenly realized that the cold war between my husband and wife had made the children horrible and uneasy. So he said softly and relieved: "Read well, you don't need to worry about things at home. Dad knows what to do, and will be considerate, so he won't be angry anymore. For your third siblings, Dad is willing to do anything."
"Thank you, Dad." Qianmai's heart was tenderly hurt. Thank you, Dad. Thank you for bearing the humiliation for our sake, and thank you for being inconsiderate for us. I promise that this kind of thing will never happen again, you just have to bear with it for a while.