Picking mulberries

Zhuang Huaying was bumped by her mother-in-law, staggered and almost fell on her back, but Wang Qiuxia's eyesight quickly caught her.

"It's a ghost. If you don't want to support your mother, just say it. It's not that I can't afford to support an old one. Your son will get angry when he scolds you a few words. If you feel angry at your husband, why are you so angry?" On A Yang's body. Although you gave birth to him, I saved his life, you didn't hit him, you obviously hit me in the face." Wang Qiuxia's voice could be said to growl, and she yelled The mother-in-law and sister-in-law pushed back into the house, and Qiu Yang also limped into the house immediately.

Qiu Jingdong, who was slowly walking over from behind, heard his wife's loud voice, and hurriedly stepped into the courtyard, but just turned around to close the courtyard door, but saw Qiu Jingping coming from another direction.

"Hey, didn't you say you want to become a monk? Why did you return to vulgarity so soon?" Qiu Jingdong teased.

"I'm afraid that the brand 'Luqiusi' will fall on your hands when I leave, and I will have no face to see my ancestors in a hundred years." Qiu Jingping didn't have a good face either, and when he entered the courtyard, he locked the courtyard door from the inside.Those neighbors who wanted to gossip outside the courtyard saw that their family had gone to the back room, so they also dispersed.

"Put it down, I haven't seen you do anything for three days all year long. If you don't marry a good wife, the Northwest Wind will avoid you, and you won't be able to drink the Northwest Wind if you want to."

"Forget it, you are a brother and I am a younger brother. I respect you and don't care about you. If it were someone else, I would have smashed his mouth."

"Come on, I want to see how powerful you are as a weak scholar..." The two brothers walked into the back room while choking, and Qiu Jingdong couldn't help but said, "My God, you Are members of the underground party arrested by the enemy?"

"There is an iron rake and an ax at home, so why waste a good spatula." Looking at the spatula snatched from his sister-in-law, and then at his distressed son, Qiu Jingping felt distressed, but his mouth was not kind.

"Oh, the scars on this body should not be underestimated. If they are not done well, they will be scars all over the body. Alas, I am afraid that the good skin will be disfigured. A good piece of jade has suddenly become a worthless hemp stone. Lah." Qiu Jingdong opened his nephew's body to the left to see, then pressed the right to try, Qiu Yang grinned cooperatively, with a look of unbearable pain.

"Yangbao, grandma will accompany you to the hospital to have a look, don't really leave scars." Zhou Guimei held her grandson's hand with tears in her eyes.

"It's not that exaggerated, isn't it just a few scratches? Huaying scratched much more than this when pruning mulberry branches. How can a man be so delicate." Although Qiu Jingping said this in his mouth, he was quite fond of Zhuang Huaying in his heart. There are some words, this old woman really has no wink, she can't understand what I mean at all, this is not a lesson, it is obviously an enemy meeting, co-author She is really a stepmother, why can't she beat her son? How serious is it.

"The murder weapon is still with me, why don't I try to strike you a few times?" Wang Qiuxia said to Qiu Jingping angrily.

"Is there any red potion at home?" Qiu Jingdong asked.

"Ask you," Wang Qiuxia kicked Zhuang Huaying, who was sitting beside her silently, "I was so excited just now, why are you dumb now? Didn't your husband say that you are often cut by mulberry branches? Not even a red potion."

Seeing her son being beaten into such a ghostly state by herself, Zhuang Huaying felt terribly regretful, but the anger pent up in her chest would not go away for a while, so she got up without saying a word, went to the desk drawer and took out a bottle The red potion was handed to Zhou Guimei.

"I can't live through this day, Yang Bao, you go back to Qingyuan tomorrow, don't come back again, I will go to Qingyuan if I want to see you." Zhou Guimei gently wiped the red medicine while breathing.

"I can't go back, my mother confiscated the car keys." Qiu Yang said aggrievedly.

"Bring the key here." Zhou Guimei said to Zhuang Huaying.

"You asked for it from your son, and I'll give it to him." Zhuang Huaying said in a buzzing voice.

"Bring the key here." Zhou Guimei stared at Qiu Jingping.

"Isn't it full of injuries? I'm ashamed to see my sweetheart like a zebra. I'll just stay at home for a few days until the injuries are healed." Qiu Jingping listened to good and good information about Cui Dongxu at Qiu Shangzhi's house. , I will have no idea what to do with my son in a while, I wanted to let him go back to Qingyuan by taking advantage of the stairs, and let him deal with it coldly first.Unexpectedly, my wife didn't have any sense of tacit understanding with me, strictly followed my orders, and relied on him to bring the keys.

"Dad, you are a well-known literati in our county. A gentleman can't follow what he said, so he probably won't regret what he said." Qiu Yang said suddenly.

"When did I ever regret what I said?" Qiu Jingping looked at his son, "What's the matter, do you want to threaten me with suicide if you let your injury stay at home for a few days?"

"How can I do that bitch's thing like an imposing man?" Qiu Yang's heart was wide, and he even smiled on his face, "I just want to ask Mr. Xiucai, you are famous for being upright and virtuous, and you have promised me what you will do." Won't you go back on your word?"

"Don't give me a high hat, as long as I said it, of course I won't regret it."

"Although your father doesn't have any outstanding skills in raising silkworms, weaving silk and growing mushrooms, etc., he still has a high degree of trustworthiness. He will do what he says and do what he says." Qiu Jingdong chimed in.

"Okay, Uncle and Madam will testify for me." Qiu Yang took out his mobile phone, clicked on the recording, and played two recordings.

The first paragraph:

"What sound to record?" Qiu Jingping's voice.

"Tell me about your requirements for finding a partner." Qiu Yang's voice.

"Don't do this, it's like an interview with a reporter." Qiu Jingping laughed.

"If you want it, you need to file it, so that you don't have to admit it when you get it."

"Hey, I said you boy, this is not a business, what can you do?"

"It's always safe to have audio-visual materials. Dad, tell me, be more specific, and make requirements in terms of ability, work, and personality."

"How can I ask you for a while?"

"Then let me say something, okay?"

"Okay, you say."

"No matter what partner I'm looking for, I can only get married if you say that I'm satisfied." Qiu Yang said in a serious voice.

"As long as Dad said he was satisfied, no one else could object for one reason or another. Dad, do you think it's okay?" Qiu Yang emphasized again.

"Okay, what else is there to say?" Qiu Jingping said happily.

"It's been recorded. It just so happens that everyone is here, and they are all witnesses." Qiu Yang said excitedly.

Second paragraph:

(As soon as they were set off, there was the sound of crackling firecrackers, and Qiu Jingping, Qiu Yang and his son talked very loudly.)

"Dad, are you happy today?" Qiu Yang said.

"Happy, happy, so happy." Qiu Jingping's voice.

"Village banquets are usually held for wedding banquets. Today's banquet has reached the level of wedding banquets, right?"

"Doesn't it be more grand to show that we are more sincere? Of course, there will be a village banquet, otherwise your uncle wouldn't run around for you without complaint."

"Professor Cui next to brother, you have known him for a long time, right?"

"I know, I have known each other for a long time, and I have known each other more than ten years ago. Cui Dongxu, you are a famous professor at Z University, a young and promising agricultural scientist, and a senior agronomist." Qiu Jingping's voice was pretentious.

"Professor Cui is the wife (pawn) I married (taken) back from Qingyuan, you know that?"

"I know, you bastard has said N times."

"Are you satisfied with my wife (chess piece)?"

"Very satisfied very satisfied."

After the recording was played, the whole family was stunned, especially Zhuang Huaying, who looked at her husband with a very puzzled expression.

"Congratulations, Ayang, we can all hear the recorded voice, it cannot be faked, especially the first part, I was there at the time, since you made it so obvious, your father is very satisfied and agreed so much Refreshingly, then we really have no reason to object. Ouch, my hanging heart has finally come to rest. Both your father and son will toss me and play me around, but the family has nothing to worry about, anyway. My good intentions did not lead to bad things. Let’s take good care of your wounds, and go back to Qingyuan to reunite with your wife when you recover. That’s the deal between you and Professor Cui. Now there’s nothing to help you. "Qiu Jingdong twitched at Wang Qiuxia, "You want to be a door god if you hold on to a broken spatula, go home."

"Oh, okay." Wang Qiuxia hurriedly put down the deformed spatula, and followed Qiu Jingdong back.

"Brother..." Before Qiu Jingping could react, Qiu Jingdong and his wife had already opened the door.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I just got hit by you a few times, I still have the stomach of being a brother, so I don't care about it. I don't agree with your other advantages, but I still appreciate you for the fact that you keep your word. I never promise anything indiscriminately, but once I say something, I never miss an appointment." When the voice fell, Qiu Jingdong and his wife had already left the house.

"What the hell is Jingping doing? Didn't he agree to A Yang long ago? Why did he make such a mess?" On the way home, Wang Qiuxia couldn't help complaining.

"You are stupid, can't you hear it, Jingping obviously fell into A Yang's trap." Qiu Jingdong hummed happily.

"What trap?" Wang Qiuxia still didn't understand.

"How do you say the chess pieces used in Go and chess in our Longgong dialect?" Qiu Jingdong asked with a smile.

"The chess piece (wife)," Wang Qiuxia suddenly realized, "Oh, I understand, I understand, you say A Yang, what to say about him."

"Ha... Let me just say, that kid doesn't fight unprepared battles, he is always prepared." Qiu Jingdong couldn't help laughing.

"It's a bit too much, including you." Wang Qiuxia couldn't help but smile.

"Hmph, didn't you flaunt yourself as a literati, and you can't play with your own son. Thinking about his suffocated appearance makes me feel terribly happy. I'm afraid Jingping won't be able to sleep tonight. Comedies are enjoyable." Qiu Jingdong felt dizzy when he walked.

"Can you stop being so dark, after all, it's your own brother, okay?" Wang Qiuxia raised her foot and kicked Qiu Jingdong in front of her ass.

"Is there anything I can do? The family can't be full of gunpowder every day. Since it happened, I can only think broadly. I have to learn from my ancestors. A Yang is better than shaving his head and becoming a monk? Besides, Professor Cui It's not like you haven't seen him before. What a wonderful person, what a capable person, and his family background is so good. The Cui family doesn't despise A Yang. What reason do we have to despise the Cui family? Think about it, in terms of financial resources, Can our family’s small-scale farming economy be compared with the Cui family’s? In terms of fame, can our hometown’s wild peasants compare with the big entrepreneur’s famous professor? Everyone puts down their dignity and let us take the initiative to show favor. Why? It’s not for the real happiness of our children Think about it. What the Cui family likes is not that we, Ayang, have good character and strong ability."

"You should tell Jingping about this, and forgive him."

"Of course I have to tell him, just let him slow down first, and I will persuade him when he returns to his senses."

"Poor my A Yang, the whole body is beaten up like that, it really hurts me. Tell me, Huaying is so stupid, why can't she turn a corner? In her previous life, she was either a butcher or a martial artist."

"Oh, it's all that kid's trick."

"What do you mean?"

"He is tall and big, and he is full of tendons. It is not a one-two-three thing to hide. If you want to beat him like this, Huaying can't do it even if he is a thousand-handed Avalokitesvara. Isn't that kid willing to be beaten?" .”

"Begging for a beating? Your skin is itching."

"That child should be filial," Qiu Jingdong sighed. "After all, he took a path that is deviant in the eyes of the common people. He suffered a little flesh and blood, so that Jingping Huaying and the others could vent their anger."

"Oh, these days have tortured me so much that I lost my life for several years."

As soon as Qiu Jingdong and his wife left, Qiu Jingping's house became very quiet, except for the ticking of the clock in the middle hall.

"Give me the phone." After pondering for a long time, Qiu Jingping finally spoke.

"Here." Qiu Yang honestly handed over the phone.

"What do you want the foreign treasure mobile phone for?" Zhou Guimei asked anxiously.

"Help him keep it for a few days first, let him heal his injury quietly for a few days, and return it to him when he recovers." Qiu Jingping said expressionlessly.

"It's not like he's broken, why don't you let him use his mobile phone." Zhou Guimei thought, my precious grandson has to call Professor Cui every day, how can you confiscate his mobile phone and let him contact home.

"Not only his mobile phone was confiscated, but your mobile phone can't be used by him. If I found out, I can throw it directly into the septic tank." Qiu Jing said with a flat face.

"What do you want to do with Yangbao?" Zhou Guimei stared.

"I've been played around by him. He treats me like a fool, playing tricks with me. What can I do to him? Is he my son? He is my ancestor." Qiu Jingping gritted his teeth.

"If you dare to hit him again, I will really fight with you and my wife. Your father has been waiting for me underground for decades, so he just happened to be with him."

"No, I can't beat him," Qiu Jingping laughed out of anger, I don't know if he was mad or relieved, "I let him face the wall in his own room, doesn't he like to practice Zen, just right, Just fulfilled his wish, let him communicate with the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas you admire, and discuss the principles of this world."