The little sweetheart of the rough family

Zhao Hou was dreaming again.

When he woke up, he didn't know whether it was because of the hot weather or some other reason. He was covered in sweat. When he went to the well to scrub, he washed the changed clothes along with him. He didn't want the same thing to happen again.

The home is very quiet.

After washing, Zhao Hou walked around the house twice, always felt that something was missing, he was a little depressed, in the past two years since Cheng Yanping didn't come, he was already used to living alone, but now when he usually takes a nap in the afternoon , he actually felt that the house was empty, and even his heart was empty.

He sat on the porch for a while, but finally couldn't sit still, got up, took a sickle and went out.

The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling.

There wasn't a single person on the street, maybe the air outside was better, Zhao Hou let out a long breath, the boredom in his chest was relieved a lot, he headed sullenly and walked towards the outside of the town. Until she goes out too.

Zhao Hou rushed forward to help, but Grandma Sun opened his hand.

"I'm not too old to walk. If you are sincerely filial to me as an old woman, just listen to my advice and start a family early. After a year and a half, add a man and a woman. This day will not be easy." Get over it."

Her back was slightly bent, and there was water in her cloudy old eyes, and she sighed softly.

"You see, although my second dog left early, there is still Huahua left behind. This life is not in vain, and he has finally left a bloodline. If he is like you and never gets married, how can there be Huahua?" Good daughter, if it wasn't for Huahua, what would my old woman want to do with this life?"

She was dressed in blue cloth and had a shriveled and emaciated figure.

Zhao Hou stretched out his hand to hold her, "I'm an orphan, I was born to be raised so big, if you don't mind me, I'll be your son, and the second dog just didn't come back, something will happen, don't worry Don't think about it wildly, maybe one day he will come back as a high official."

Grandma Sun wiped her tears and patted the back of Zhao Hou's hand.

The old man's hands were as thin as claws, and the loose skin was covered with brown spots. "Mother-in-law knows you are a good boy..." But can she not know about her own son?

Er Gouzi of her family has been filial to children since she was a child. I remember that there was a severe drought in the border area one year, and the crops failed. At that time, Er Gouzi was only six or seven years old. The other children were very hungry again, and they might have devoured their food long ago.

But Er Gouzi only took a small bite and left the cake for her.

He also lied to her and said, "Mother, you eat, I've eaten it all, that master is a kind man, he saw that I was thin and small and gave me two pieces of pancakes, I was so greedy, I already ate one piece on the way."

He said and pushed the cake towards her.

How can a little person have so many thoughts, and his eyes are always fixed on the cake.

She was weeping at that time, took boiling water, soaked the naan cakes, and the two women shared a bowl of food.

If her son hadn't died, how could she see her mother and daughter waiting at home, but didn't send a letter back.

It's just that her tears have been shed in the past few years. Seeing that Zhao Hou was holding a sickle in his hand, her tone was a little more reproachful, "Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, now you know how to cut the zong leaves? You Said that if you had someone in the family, these things should have been prepared a long time ago..."

Zhao Hou helped her to walk, occasionally said "um", and asked after walking a while as if thinking of something: "Where is Huahua?"

Grandma Sun coughed twice, and said: "This girl is not as quiet as a girl's house. I don't know where to go to play now. Oh, at noon, the little fat man from the dumpling shop owner's house came to the house, and the two of them Chi Chi Gu Gu played for a long time, it seemed that he went to pick mulberries outside the town."

After speaking, he looked at Zhao Hou again, "Where's that handsome young man?"

Zhao Hou was resentful.

He is not who he is, how does he know where he has gone?

Grandma Sun said to herself: "I think that child is not bad, appearance is second to none, the key is good intentions, that child Hua Hua has been clamoring to play with him all day long." Then the topic changed.

"You, if you are interested in someone, you can tell it. You two are right. If it doesn't work, the mayor and I will be your matchmakers."

Zhao Hou hurriedly said: "But he is a man..."

Grandma Sun looked up at him, the man was tall and big, he looked smart, but he was not enlightened.It's just that she looks like a human being at such an old age, and she can see the key at a glance.

When ordinary people hear this, if they really don't mean it, they will definitely reject it.

If there is no refusal, then there is this idea.

A dark light flashed in her eyes, "Oh! Since you didn't mean that, forget it. I heard the mayor said that his house has been repaired, so you can let him move back to his house to avoid rumors. Those who go have a bad influence on each other.”

Zhao Hou: "..."

This is about to move back.

It was only a temporary residence, and it was only a matter of time before I moved back. I only heard Grandma Sun say it, and I felt strange.He gave a low "Oh" as a response.

Grandma Sun was about to say something, but suddenly there was an exclamation from a distance.

"It's not good, someone fell into the river!"

Zhao Hou felt a "thump" in his heart, and was about to step forward to ask, but just as he walked in, a few words came to his ears.

"Outside town... mulberry trees..."

"I heard it fell when picking mulberries..."

Grandma Sun also became nervous, she was about to tell Zhao Hou to go and have a look, but when a gust of wind blew up, there was already no one beside her.

Someone beside him said: "You are all talking nonsense, the mulberry tree is on the side of the road, far away from Xiaocang Lake. I heard that a pork seller went fishing in Xiaocang Lake and fell into the water."

Another person answered: "The water quality of selling pork is good, even if the fish drowns, it will not be able to drown him."

Grandma Sun felt relieved, Zhao Hou had already run to the gate of the town just by talking.

Zhao Hou ran to Xiaocang Lake in one breath.

The surface of the lake was calm, but when the wind blew, ripples appeared layer by layer.

There is a small boat in the lake, on which sits a chubby man, who is pulling the net in the lake, occasionally fish tails are raised high, giving off a silvery white light.He looked around and found that no one fell into the water, and the beating heart in his chest finally fell back into his stomach.

He walked back slowly, and when he was approaching the town, he heard the laughter of children from a distance.

He followed the prestige to look over, and saw Cheng Yanping struggling to climb up the tree.

But there is no way, no matter how you climb, you can't climb up.

Cheng Yanping was sweating profusely, and the children around him kept laughing and urging him.

"If you can't, let me do it."

A lean little boy stepped forward.

Huahua blocked him, "Brother Shenxian said, it's not safe for children to climb trees." After speaking, he looked at Cheng Yanping's clumsy climbing posture, and said after a while, "Brother Shenxian, why don't I stop eating mulberry fruits?" , let's go back."

Cheng Yanping's palms were bleeding from grinding, and he didn't even touch the branches.

Just when he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, he saw Zhao Hou standing not far away, as if he saw a savior, he waved to him and shouted: "Master, come and help me."

The man's face was flushed, and his eyes were extraordinarily bright.

Zhao Hou walked over, "Go back and find a piece of clean cloth." After giving the order, an ape's body hooked around the tree trunk, and then jumped up, and dexterously flipped onto the tree.

The clouds are light and the wind is light, effortless.

Cheng Yan's red lips parted in shock, and she clapped her hands in applause for a long while.

"Master, you are amazing."

There was already a little radish head at this end and went home to fetch a clean cloth. Cheng Yanping took a few children to spread the cloth evenly. Zhao Hou on the tree shook the branch when he saw it, and only heard "" Puff puff puff" sound, like the rain of mulberries.

The problem was easily solved, and the mouths of all the children were full of purple color.

Cheng Yanping was not in a hurry to eat, and slowly picked up the mulberries into the bamboo basket.

When Zhao Hou came down from the tree, he was fascinated by picking it up.

"Why don't you eat?"

Cheng Yanping looked up at him, and said with a smile: "This mulberry tree is by the side of the road, and there is a lot of dust on it. I'm going home to clean it, and put it on a plate to eat slowly."

Zhao Hou looked at the scythe lying aside, and then remembered the business.

"Pick up some more and make mulberry wine later."

Cheng Yanping said "hmm", he is busy, so how could he have time to talk to him.

Zhao Hou saw that he was making a fuss with the children, so he picked up the sickle and went to the south of Xiaocang Lake, where the zongzi leaves were the best, so he went to cut a large handful, and also cut two handfuls of wormwood along the way.

After entering the town, I went to the wine shop and bought a jar of wine.

By the time I got home, it was already late.

Cheng Yanping was sitting on the pony in the porch eating mulberries. Although he ate elegantly, his lips were dyed black and purple, as if he had been poisoned.

"Master, you are back."

He jumped up, rushed to him with a plate, and then picked up a big, black mulberry and brought it to his mouth.

"This mulberry is sweet, try it quickly..."

Looking at the handsome face in front of him, Zhao Hou was a little distracted.

Zhao Houyuan was half a head taller than him, Cheng Yanping raised his hands a little sorely, and urged: "Come on, open your mouth..."

He opened his mouth, and when he ate the mulberry, he accidentally touched the man's finger.

Perhaps it was contaminated with mulberry juice, and the man's fingers were cool and sweet.

He subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked it.

When the wet and cool touch came from his fingertips, Cheng Yanping was also stunned, his heart seemed to tremble, he quickly retracted his hand, his heart beat a little faster for no reason.

"Master, what are you holding? Can you eat it?"

Zhao Hou came back to his senses.

"Tomorrow is the Duanyang Festival. These wormwoods are hung at the door, and the zong leaves are used to make zongzi."

After speaking, he went to the utility room and dug out an old porcelain altar, moved it to the well, cleaned it, and placed it in a high place at an angle to dry in the shade.

When making mulberry wine, it is after dinner.

The china jars had dried, and the mulberries had been destemmed and drained.

Zhao Hou poured the mulberries into the porcelain altar, and spread another layer of rock sugar, but finally felt that it was not enough, so he poured all the rest in.

Finally, pour the wine into the jar, just covering the mulberries.

Cheng Yanping thought that the wine making process was very complicated, but when he saw that Zhao Hou had already finished it, he said in amazement, "Is this all right?"

Zhao Hou sealed the mouth of the jar and moved the jar to a corner of the kitchen.

The moonlight is quiet.

Cheng Yanping followed Zhao Hou back to the room.

"Master, how long does it take to soak this wine before drinking it?"

"Master, is it difficult to make zongzi?"

"Master, what are you having for breakfast tomorrow?"

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