Jiang Shen doesn't care much about his mobile phone, probably because he is not old enough to watch "Doraemon" for leisure activities. In this day and age, it is enough to read a lot after going to preschool. Although he hasn't gone to the city to study, he can still read simple cartoons like "Doraemon".
As for mobile phones, it's not unheard of that children younger than him in the city are better at playing with them than him.
Gou Mao and the others are all three or four years older than him, and getting a mobile phone is like a treasure. Many things of the children in the countryside are shared property. Shubao’s family is rich, and his parents bought a mobile phone. like a dog.
The game of poaching eggs has been played since childhood. When Jiang Shen was young, he became a referee. He sat on a tree stump outside the forest in tight clothes, with two bags in front of him, waiting for the team of Shubao and Goumao to deliver the eggs. .
For a mobile phone, Gou Mao is really jealous. He dared to dig out the eggs covered by chickens. Jiang Shen could hear the shrill crowing of chickens in the woods when he was sitting outside. After a while, the dog fur flung the cotton coat outside and ran wildly. Inside, he was followed by a big pheasant with a colorful tail. Its wings were as wide as a child's.
Gou Mao wanted to reach out to block it, but was afraid that the egg would be smashed, so he screamed "Ouch, ouch" all the way. The chicken was very persistent and would not let go. Jiang Shen saw him rushing towards him, turned around and ran, Gou Mao Called from behind: "You son of a bitch, why are you running?!"
Jiang Shen shouted: "The chicken is chasing!"
Gou Mao was furious: "You are still afraid of a chicken!"
Jiang Shen: "Then why are you running!"
Dog hair: "..."
In the end, Gou Mao insisted on being mighty and unyielding, and did not return the egg. The chicken probably forgot about the egg later on. It just felt that it had a special face. It swaggered around in front of Jiang Shen and Gou Mao for more than half an hour. It followed Mao wherever he went to dig eggs, and pecked at the head of the dog hair suddenly.
The poor dog had few hairs, and was half pecked.
Jiang Shen originally wanted to say that it was not worth it to be so bald for the sake of a mobile phone, but seeing Gou Mao's desperate appearance, he finally resisted pouring cold water on him.
Shubao was also taken aback by the chicken when he came out, and joked: "Look at how sticky it is, why don't you raise it."
Gou Mao got the phone, and he was very happy: "What are you raising, you can kill it and eat it, Shenzi, do you want it?"
Jiang Shen: "My dad said that you can't eat anything in the wild, it's all about protecting animals."
Gou Mao snorted: "It's really troublesome."
He found a soft willow stick and tied it around the chicken's neck. The chicken bowed its head and pecked a few times, but it didn't care if it couldn't see it, and walked right behind the dog's hair.
"Take it back to Qinglinzi." Gou Mao was very proud, and the bag of eggs he won was directly given to Jiang Shen, "Go to your house to eat eggs at night."
Of course, Jiang Shen had no objection. The chicken said it was taken back to Qinglinzi, but in fact it was almost free-range. House-to-house were kept close to each other, and the dogs raised by each other did not distinguish between each other, let alone chickens.
The rest of the people dispersed, leaving only Gou Mao, Shu Bao and Jiang Shen, plus a dark red and green pheasant. The forest was some distance away from the residential area, so the three of them stopped a tractor along the way to take them for a ride.
It was late, and the wind was still strong. The dirt road was blown up with a layer of yellow sand and mud, and it didn't stop raining on the chicken head man's face. Jiang Shen looked down at the one he just changed today. Thick sweater, when the face of my mother Tan Lingling comes into my mind, I feel frightened. The chicken was probably frozen at the back, and it didn't have the strength to bark. Jiang Shen hugged it into his arms, and the dog hair and Shubao were next to each other. The three of them looked embarrassed and funny.
When they reached the residential area, Jiang Luoshan had already been found.
Jiang Shen hugged the chicken, covered in dust, and called out "Dad" tremblingly.
Jiang Luoshan took a look at Gou Mao and Shu Bao who were in the same situation, and sighed up to the sky, he really didn't even have the strength to curse.
Take a bath first when you get home, the chickens are better off than them, Jiang Shen’s family had raised poultry before, and there was a trough, Tan Lingling added some food, and repaired the original fence, the pheasants were full, so they squatted on the hay and took a nap.
When Jiang Shen came out after washing his hair, he saw that Shubao and Gou Mao had also changed their clothes, and were sitting in the living room of his house waiting for Jiang Luoshan to fry poached eggs.
"You guys are really naughty." Tan Lingling came in after feeding the chickens, and began to scold, "I can't help having fun when spring comes, right?"
Fortunately, Gou Mao still has a conscience: "Shubao and I want to play, and Shenzi is with us."
Tan Lingling glared at her son.
Jiang Shen obediently ate his eggs.
Tan Lingling: "Qinglinzi is back, he has been waiting here for a long time, he just left."
He took out his mobile phone like a dog's hair offering a treasure: "I'll call her over."
Shu Bao was at the side, his eyes were almost rolled through: "You don't want to be ashamed."
When Qing Lingzi came, Jiang Shen and the others had just got a delicious poached egg. The seven or eight-year-old girl was more sensible and mature than boys of the same age. Seeing her brother wolfing down, Qing Lingzi had an unusual expression disgusted.
Their family loves her daughter more than dog hair. Qing Lingzi put on a new padded jacket and skirt when she was young. The little girl hugged the drawing board and called out in a coquettish voice, "Shenzi."
Jiang Shen took out his head from the egg: "Hey."
Qing Lingzi squeezed to his side, Shubao could only make way with a plate, the little girl didn't forget to spread out the hem of her new skirt when she sat down, and raised her chin very gracefully: "I finished drawing a picture today. It's a painting."
Jiang Shen wiped his mouth: "Show me."
Qing Lingzi was waiting for his words, and carefully took out the drawing board hidden behind his back. Gou Mao glanced at it, bit his egg and said disdainfully: "It's not a baby, it makes you nervous."
Qing Lingzi usually doesn't deal with her brother. Although Gou Mao doesn't bully people like other children, he doesn't have the guts to throw paint and tear the canvas, but it's vulgar, yes, vulgar.
Qing Lingzi couldn't understand him going to the fields and climbing trees all day long, his clothes could never be cleaned for a day, his shoes couldn't be seen in a week, he didn't pay attention to his studies, he was at the bottom of the class, and he couldn't even memorize a text. With a strong country accent, in the preschool class, Qing Lingzi wanted to walk around the dog's hair, and felt that having such an older brother was really shameful.
Among the few friends in the country, Jiang Shen is the only one who is more pleasing to Qing Lingzi.
The little girl's picture album is very precious. Jiang Shen was careful when he picked it up and put it down. Qing Lingzi said that today's painting is "Busy Spring".
Qing Lingzi asked him, "Does it look good?"
Jiang Shen nodded: "It's pretty."
Qing Lingzi became happy, and her brother wanted to come over to see it, but was pushed back on the head by the little girl's slap.
Dog furious: "Last month you paid for the paint with my pocket money!"
Qing Lingzi hit him with his fist: "You worn out your shoes before and I bought you new ones secretly, and you paid me back the money for the paint!"
Gou Mao muttered: "You are so stingy."
Qing Lingzi put away the painting, stuck out his tongue at the dog hair, and walked out of Jiang's yard slowly.
Shubao looked at Qinglingzi's back and smiled, "Girl Pianzi, why do you love her so much?"
"Can it not hurt?" Gou Mao's mouth was still stuffed with eggs, his voice was loud, and he was babbling, "The whole family is only her sister, she wants to learn what she wants, you don't know, Shenzi, how expensive the paint is, I When I went to buy it, I felt that I had to kill 500 more chickens to make enough money."
It's okay if the dog doesn't mention the chicken, but when it is mentioned, the pheasant in Jiangshen's yard wakes up at some point, and crows in the fence proudly.
"Oh my god, I was scared to death." Gou Mao covered his chest and said in horror, "Does it recognize me and peck me when it sees me?"
Shubao hurt him: "You are stupider than a chicken, eat your eggs."
Compared with other families with better conditions, the Jiang family even used the first-generation planter, which was small in size and slow in speed. It was enough to run the planter once for the same acre of land, but he had to use this old guy for three trips.
Every year when the seeds are planted, Jiang Shen will watch the fields outside. He also wears a hoe around his waist and holds a shovel in his hand, but it is not for fun. Go down and play manually.
After running back and forth a lot, the soles of his shoes were covered with mud. Jiang Luoshan stopped the car and called Jiang Shen over.
"Are you tired?" Jiang Luoshan picked up his son and put him on the big tire, and took a brush to clean up the dirt for him.
Jiang Shen smiled and grinned: "I'm not tired."
Jiang Luoshan also laughed, he was actually young, not yet 40, but he was facing the loess all day long, his face looked even more vicissitudes.
"I'll send you to study in September." Jiang Luoshan said suddenly, "I found a relationship and let you join the third grade."
Although Jiang Shen was young, he had no idea of the family's financial situation. He didn't speak, frowning and wringing the belt of the hoe around his waist.
Jiang Luoshan asked him: "Your mother said you want to learn to dance?"
Jiang Shen didn't dare to say yes, he was silent for a long time, and said "um" in a weak mosquito voice.
Jiang Luoshan sighed, his son's temperament, as a father, knows best, Jiang Shen's "hmm" sounded soft, but it was heavy in his ears.
"If you learn to dance, you won't be able to read comic books in the future." Jiang Luoshan said half-jokingly and half-threateningly, "You have to save all your pocket money to pay for tuition."
As soon as Jiang Luoshan said it, Jiang Shen remembered it. He anxiously took out the deposit refunded from renting books from his pocket and stuffed it into his father's hand. After doing all this, Jiang Shen finally seemed to have some money. With confidence, he said seriously: "I don't read comic books anymore, and I won't read them again in the future."
"..." Jiang Luoshan looked down at the pile of coins and bills in his hand, opened his mouth a few times, but his words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak. He raised his arms in silence and hugged Jiang Shen from the tire He got down, and stroked the top of his son's head with a heavy movement, "Go to the city tomorrow and ask your mother to buy shoes for you."