On Saturday, Wang Jiexiang got up early.
To prepare the seed for sowing, the whole family went out to work together in their own field.
Dad walked in front wearing a straw hat, and Wang Jiexiang followed behind with tools.
The mother-in-law of the neighbor next door saw them and said hello: "Old Wang's family is here to plow the land?"
"Hey," Grandma replied with a smile, "Are all your three sons here?"
"Yeah, they are free, let them be busy, and I will be free."
"I really envy you." Grandma glanced at her own girl: "I still want to have a boy. Boy dolls are good. They can work and have strength."
The neighbor's mother-in-law looked proud: "That's not true, I am blessed, my daughter-in-law is doing well."
Wang Jiexiang's chest felt tight.
She felt a surge of pan-acid and turbulent anger rushing to her forehead. This indescribable anger is very familiar, as if she has been with her all year round, she almost subconsciously deals with it, adjusts her breathing, diverts her attention, and calms it down.
Bending down, Wang Jiexiang diligently focused on the land under her feet, while chattering was still coming from her ears.
"Your daughter-in-law is young and handsome, let your son work hard, and it won't be a problem to have a few more children."
"Oh, I want her to give birth too, but she..." Grandma lowered her voice: "The embroidered pillow grows well and won't lay eggs."
—Is it over
In the bright sun, Wang Jiexiang wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked towards the sky.
Something is wrong.
She was dizzy, staring at the sun, and felt out of breath.
Something is wrong with this world...
A moment of clarity flashed in his drowsy head, and Wang Jiexiang looked at the two elders.
The conversation between grandma and the mother-in-law next door took a sharp turn at this moment.
The voice is the original voice, but the tone of the words has changed, and the previous real harshness has been smoothed out.
"Both boys and girls are the same. Look at your granddaughter, how capable she is."
"Yes, my family, Jiexiang, has been admitted to high school and is very capable. She can study and help the family. I love my granddaughter the most."
Wang Jiexiang froze in place, a strange feeling of discomfort in her body, pulling her back and forth.
"Xiangxiang..." Someone called her softly.
"Jiangxiang!" Mother's hand waved in front of her eyes.
Wang Jiexiang's eyes focused on Shangjiao, and saw her mother's concerned face.
"Mom?" She pulled herself together and smiled at her: "What's wrong?"
"You sweat a lot, go to rest under the tree for a while." Mom handed her a handkerchief.
"I'm fine." Wang Jiexiang took the handkerchief and continued to bend down to plow the field.
Think so much about what to do.
She said to herself: Probably because she was too tired and had an illusion, there was nothing wrong with it.
The land at home is not big, and it can be plowed in a few hours.
Wang Jiexiang rubbed her sore waist, packed up her tools and took them home.
After lunch, she and her mother were going to catch fish by the stream.
But before going out, she still has one thing to do.
Spreading out the letter paper full of conversations, Wang Jiexiang wrote a line at the bottom.
[I went to play in the creek, I hope the weather is fine with you today,]
She wanted to say something more, but after thinking about it, she changed the final comma into a period.
Wang Jiexiang went out slowly, looking at the desk constantly, and luckily waited for his fast reply.
[It's still raining today, you have fun.]
"Jiexiang, let's go." Mom called her.
"Come right away." She folded the letter and carried the fishing net.
The creek closest to home does not have an official name because it is too small.
Wang Jiexiang simply and rudely called it "My Creek" and divided it into his own territory.
The water in my creek is shallow and clear, surrounded by various plants.
Mom found a flat rock and they sat there, soaking their feet in the water.
The fatigue of working all morning was taken away by the icy cold stream. There is the sound of gurgling water and birds chirping in the mountains. The wind blows through the top of the tree, and the layers of leaves are crowded and rustling.
Wang Jiexiang leaned on her mother's shoulder, and the mother and daughter rested with their eyes closed.
She could hear her mother's breathing, so she exhaled and exhaled in sync with her breathing rate.
—Is mom asleep
Wang Jiexiang opened one eye and looked at her sleeping face.
My mother has long eyelashes, eyebrows as thin as willow leaves, and a gentle and quiet face.
"Mom," she asked softly, "Why are you so beautiful?"
Mom smiled and said, "Jiexiang is also beautiful."
She pouted and disagreed: "Jiexiang is not pretty."
"pretty."
Mom looked at her seriously.
"Jie Xiang has a soft face, big eyes, a straight nose, and a cute mouth. She is kind-hearted, lively, cheerful, hardworking and brave. Who said that Jie Xiang is not beautiful? Jie Xiang is the most beautiful. "
The little girl wrinkled her nose, threw herself into her mother's arms and acted like a baby.
"I want to stay with my mother all the time."
Mother hugged her and combed her hair: "Silly girl, don't you want to marry in the future?"
"Not to marry."
"Don't marry someone you like so much?"
Jie Xiang nodded, with a disdainful expression: "I don't want to like him that much."
Mom sighed: "I can't control what I like."
The whole afternoon, Wang Jiexiang and her mother were catching fish in the creek.
Her mother caught two big fish, and Wang Jiexiang caught a small fish. Although this small gain did not fill the buckets they brought, it was enough for dinner tonight.
On the way back, they saw a new bush of white flowers blooming on the hillside.
By accident, Wang Jiexiang ran over.
Picking the most beautiful one among the flowers, she took it off and put it in her breast pocket.
home.
Wang Jiexiang went straight to the room and started writing letters.
[I had a great time. The stream is cool, and the little fish swim around my feet; the wild fruits are ripe, and I have eaten a lot. Mom caught two fish, and I caught a small crucian carp. Because it was too small, I released it.
By the way, I told you yesterday that the flowers on the mountain are blooming.
When I got home, I picked one and wanted to give it to you. I don't know if you can get it.]
She wrapped the little flowers in letter paper and carefully put them in an envelope.
Soon after, the bulging letter disappeared, along with the flowers inside.
Wang Jiexiang sat at the table with her face in her hands and waited.
It took him a long time to reply this time. Mom had to leave the table as the fish was ready and dinner was served at home.
After a meal, she ran back to the room, and his letter finally arrived.
"Why is it bulging?" Wang Jiexiang opened it, slightly disappointed: "You can't send flowers?"
It is not.
A small bag of QQ candy, peach flavor, is wrapped in the letter paper.
The letter said: [I received your flowers, thank you.]
Wang Jiexiang has never eaten this before!
She opened the package and poured out one.
The candy is pink, fragrant and bouncy.
She chewed it, smirking with her face in her hands.
I only ate one, and I didn't want to eat any more.
"What does he like to eat?" Wang Jiexiang thought.
oh! I love spicy food.
In the vegetable patch in front of the door, she has peppers.
Wang Jiexiang jumped up and down, looking for her peppers in the vegetable field.
The four peppers looked rather malnourished, no taller than her knees.
"Never mind."
The cruel Wang Jiexiang picked off all the peppers.
She washed and dried a few peppers and packed them in paper.
She wrote to him one stroke at a time: [This is the pepper I planted myself.]
His letters are so short every time, she has already written a few words as long as his.
Wang Jiexiang held back her nonsense and restrainedly added three words.
[Very spicy!]
But if he can take spicy food very well, he may think it's not so spicy.
Wang Jiexiang changed it to: [I think it's quite spicy!]
Would he wonder how spicy she is
Tell him that she is a person who can eat spicy food
The pen added a small line hesitantly.
[Be careful when you eat it, I think it's quite spicy!]
"Oh, this is too long-winded."
Wang Jiexiang's head banged against the table.
Distraught, she crossed out the line again.