Kong Xiumei spent another three days in the health station, and as soon as she could move her legs, she hurried home. And Wang Dahu naturally became a "regular visitor" to their house, going to "play" with Li Qingran every day. Among them, he saw Li Changgui a few times, a man in his thirties who was very haggard, and he was in a trance, but he didn't have the madness when he hit someone, and when he saw Wang Dahu, he smiled kindly at him, It seems that he doesn't remember at all that he was beaten bloody by the child in front of him.
In this way, another ten days passed in a blink of an eye, and the day came to the thirty day.
"Spring Festival" is the most important day of the year for most people, and it is also a day for family members. On this day, no matter whether you are in the south of the sky or the north of the earth, you will do one thing by coincidence. That is -go home.
The head of Xingye Village, Wang Shoumin's family, naturally did the same.
"son!!!!"
Wang Dahu was stunned and just opened his eyes when he was shocked by a huge male face.
The man with big shoulders and round waist laughed, raised his hand and lifted the stinky boy lying on the kang high.
"Say! Did you miss me?" Big Tiger Dad, Comrade Wang Guangzong asked winkingly.
Wang Dahu was so squeezed by his father's bear that he was almost out of breath, kicking his calf and yelling, "Oh, Dad! Your son is about to be squeezed to death!"
"Look at the baby!" Suddenly, a female voice sounded like Wen Lun's voice, Wang Dahu only felt that he had shifted his position in an instant, and arrived at a fragrant and soft place. He raised his head and looked at the woman holding him in a daze He called out in a daze, "Mom?"
Zhang Fang smiled and nodded his little head: "What? I haven't seen you for more than a month, and I forgot about your mother?"
Wang Dahu smiled at her, but felt a little sad in his heart.
In his previous life, because of his "coming out", his mother was angry and hurt. She cried many times in secret, and almost severed the mother-child relationship with him. Although he has never regretted his affair with Li Qingran, it is undeniable that he feels guilty from the bottom of his heart towards his parents.
"No way!" Wang Dahu arched his head coquettishly, and rubbed his mother's high chest twice: "Mom, I miss you so much!"
Zhang Fang's eyes turned red when she heard the words, why didn't she miss her son.
"Look at why you mothers are still crying!" Wang Guangzong squinted his eyes halfway, and patted his son's butt with a smile: "How old are you and still slipping into your mother's arms, isn't it embarrassing?"
Wang Dahu turned his head and bared his two snow-white front teeth at his father, and said, "Mom is beautiful, so Duhu likes mother!"
Zhang Fang was flattered by her son one bite at a time, and she was so happy that she didn't cry. Instead, she smiled and said, "You are the elf!"
"Little sycophant!" Wang Shoumin muttered on the side.
"Huh?" Zhang Fang narrowed his eyes and picked up a few tunes in his voice.
Wang Guangzong used to be a "good-for-nothing", and when he saw this, he immediately smiled more charmingly than his son: "Pretty, my wife is more beautiful than the fairies in the sky!"
cut! Looking at his father full of contempt, Wang Dahu spit secretly: "Wife slave!"
But he also didn't think about it, in front of Li Qingran, how could he himself be "bowling, shameless, pointing and hitting, making people stand up and dare not sit down!" It can be seen that fear of guilt can also be inherited. When she was young, Zhang Fang did not look bad. Her facial features were dignified, she was tall and slender, she was wearing the most popular wavy hair, and she was wearing a big red sweater. Wang Guangzong "obeyed her orders".
The family of three happily talked again, and the old lady opened the door curtain and walked in.
When Wang Dahu saw it, he raised his head and shouted: "Happy New Year, Grandma!!"
The old lady immediately laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, she couldn't see her eyes, and said repeatedly: "Happy New Year, Happy New Year, Grandma's good grandson!"
Zhang Fang hurriedly gave up his seat to the old lady, and said with a smile: "Mom, I have troubled you and Dad these days, and Duhu has caused you a lot of trouble!"
"What are you talking about!" The old lady gave her a fake look: "Dahu is so good and sensible! He is much better than his father when he was a child!"
"Oh, mother, you really don't want a son if you have a grandson." Wang Guangzong muttered with gusto beside him.
The rest of the people laughed even more when they heard this.
For a moment, the small room was filled with joy and warmth.
Li Fang bought a new set of clothes for the whole family. Wang Dahu's is a royal blue two-piece suit with a hood, with a majestic tiger printed on the chest. In his mother's words, this dress should be worn by her son. The old lady's is a pink and white fleece coat. Although the old man said: This dress is too gorgeous, it should be reserved for young people like you, but his expression is very happy and satisfied. Wang Dahu couldn't help but sighed when he saw it. In his previous life, because of his serious injury from a fall, his mother blamed his grandparents, and the two families settled down.
But this time it should be different!
The "Spring Festival" in the countryside is a lively one. No, just after the hour hand passed nine, the sound of crackling firecrackers began to sound outside. When Duhu heard it, he couldn't help it. He ran to the kitchen and faced the New Year's Day Ye Fan's mother asked: "Mom, I called you last time to ask for the milk powder you asked for. Did you bring it to me?"
"I brought it! In your father's car." Li Fang said to Grandma Dahu who was on the side with a smile: "Look at this child, he is so old, and he is still arguing for milk powder, what a shame!"
"What's the matter, don't treat it as a serious meal." The old lady raised her lips indifferently. In her opinion, the grandson can eat whatever he wants: "You didn't listen to the radio, milk powder and so on If it is nutritious, the child will drink more to grow strong... "
Not to mention what kind of "children" discussion the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had about this, after Wang Dahu got the news he wanted, he ran outside in a hurry, and saw the Hongqi truck parked in front of the gate .
Here I have to talk about the occupations of Dahu's parents.
Dahu's father is engaged in transportation, and his family has a car, which has been delivering goods between counties and cities for many years.
And the big tiger mother opened a "dried fruit shop" in the county town, doing a small business. Although the family is not very rich, they can be considered to have no worries about food and clothing.
Wang Dahu managed to find a box of milk powder in the passenger seat, Hero brand, and the price of a bag is 5 yuan.
He took out ten bags from it and put them in a cloth bag prepared in advance. It was a bit heavy and it took a lot of effort to hold it.
In addition to buying milk powder for her son, Zhang Fang also brought a lot of things that children love to eat, most of which are not sold in rural canteens, such as popping candies that crackle when poured into the mouth, can be stretched The long and big rolls, the rectangular candy in red and green, the nut crisps that melt in your mouth... That time, it was just a mint candy that made the kitten show a "sweet" expression, this time It should make him happy too, right? Wang Dahu thought with a smile.
"I'm going out to play for a while." Wang Dahu shouted into the room, pulling his neck, and rushed outside in a hurry without waiting for anyone to speak.
After walking deeply and lightly for quite a while, he finally arrived at Li Qingran's house.
As soon as he walked in, he found two people standing at the door.
It was Kong Xiumei and a man she didn't know. Both of them seemed a little excited. Wang Dahu frowned and walked over.
"Auntie, happy new year, I'm here to play with Ranran!" He raised his head and said childishly.
"Ah! It's a big tiger!" Kong Xiumei said with obvious panic in her demeanor, "Come in quickly, but you are at home!"
After just a while, that strange man with glasses took one last look at Kong Xiumei, turned around and left.
Wang Dahu entered the house and glanced around. It was different from the festive decoration of his own home. It was no different from usual. It was deserted and dilapidated, but the floor and furniture were wiped clean, which could be seen. The hostess came out to be neat, but she was too poor. Li Qingran was sitting on the bed at this time and was reading a comic book, which was "Journey to the West" in the form of a comic book. Wang Dahu gave it to him to amuse himself a few days ago, but he didn't expect that Li Qingran would immediately forget him as soon as he got the book. Wang Dahu really regretted turning the pages with concentration every day.
"Brother Big Tiger, you're here!" Seeing him coming, Li Qingran immediately showed a happy expression on his small face.
Wang Dahu grinned, raised his hand, and patted his head.
The two of them were next to each other, chatting and chatting, of course, most of them were Wang Dahu talking, he was usually a talkative person, Li Qingran was young and had never seen anything in the market, so he was often taken aback by him Yes, Wang Dahu was overjoyed to see it.
And every time this time, he would secretly rejoice.
"This life" met when the two were so young, so he easily gained Li Qingran's favor and walked into his heart. Although he only regards him as a friend, or a brother with good intentions, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that the two of them can be together, like this, leaning on each other and talking, alive, you come and go, Wang Dahu I am satisfied.
Staying here until after two o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Dahu reckoned that it was time for dinner at home, so he handed over the things he brought to Li Qingran, and left a sentence "If you don't want it, I won't come to you in the future!" This sentence is absolutely impossible After completing the threat, he reluctantly left under the other party's bright eyes.
When I got home, sure enough, the low table on the kang was already filled with sumptuous meals.
But Wang Dahu's eyes didn't stay there for long, because all his thoughts were on the two people at the table.