With a Door In Mind

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at Li Xuanfeng with a smile.

The old man was baffled by him for a while, and he didn't understand what he meant.

With a smile on his face, he asked, "Comrade, what's the matter with you?"

Seeing the old man with a flattering smile, Zhou Xiaochuan sighed softly.

Then he smiled and said, "Master, you don't know me, do you?"

Hearing Zhou Xiaochuan's words, Li Xuanfeng was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhou Xiaochuan's face and fell into contemplation.

After a long time, he suddenly realized.

Looking at him in surprise, "You... are you the one... who bought my prescription?"

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled when he saw this, "Yes, old man, I didn't expect such a coincidence."

It's not a strange thing for the old man to remember him.

After all, when he was seventeen or eighteen, his face was already shaped.

Not much different from now.

Li Xuanfeng sighed as he looked at the person in front of him, if this kid hadn't bought his own prescription back then.

He and his little grandson still don't know what will happen.

"Yeah, what a coincidence. How did you come to this place."

After Li Xuanfeng finished speaking, he patted his head, "Hey! Look at me, I'm useless when I'm old. You must be educated youths here."

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled, "Yes, it's assigned here."

Didn't ask him about it.

Knowingly asking, exposing people's scars, why bother!

Li Xuanfeng glanced at his residence, a little embarrassed, "The house is a little dirty, so I won't invite you in."

"It's alright, I just saw something like you, I'll come and take a look."

The old man nodded, not knowing what to say.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan chatted casually.

Don't talk, don't know, the old man's origin is incredible.

No, it should be his apprentice.

The old man is seventy and sixty years old this year, and he has an apprentice in his fifties who works as a personal hygienist beside a chief.

This man is amazing.

This made Zhou Xiaochuan panic.

It reminded him of a place, the South.

Originally, I wanted to say, since there are such powerful apprentices, why was the old man sent to such a remote place.

But thinking of the current situation, he did not say any more.

The two chatted for a few words, and Li Xuanfeng said embarrassedly, "I can't tell you, I have to go to work quickly."

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded when he heard the words, "Do you want to help?"

Hearing his words, Li Xuanfeng hurriedly waved his hand, "No need, not much work, I'll be busy in a while."

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at so many peanut seedlings and knew that the old man was not busy.

But dare not.

He nodded, greeted the other party and left.

Passing by the elementary school and the educated youth spot, he glanced.

The cave has been dug, about three meters wide, three or four meters high, and seven or eight meters deep.

The walls have been trimmed and smoothed with mud.

However, the doors were not installed, and there was only one cave, where Zhao Baolin, a carpenter, was working on a stove and a heated kang.

The whole is an ordinary single-mouth cave, and there is no compartment inside.

It seems that the educated youths are going to sleep together.

But think about it.

People here basically sleep on a kang as a family, and they can save a lot of firewood for heating in winter.

However, if there are children in the family who get married, they will dig a new cave next to them.

When he was about to get home, he happened to see Xiaocao coming back with a wooden barrel.

Walking behind him, looking at this small body, he was struggling to carry the wooden barrel.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan took over the wooden barrel in the opponent's hand with one hand.

Xiaocao felt her hand lighten, looked up, and immediately looked surprised, "Brother Xiaochuan, when did you come back?"

Zhou Xiaochuan took the wooden barrel in his hand and said with a smile, "Why send it back alone. Why don't you get it back after it's dried in the air?"

Xiaocao shook her head lightly when she heard the words, "That way the dung beetles will be eaten up."

Hearing his words, Zhou Xiaochuan chuckled lightly.

There is no mention of not having to eat it all.

In this day and age, this kind of talk is very different. They all take big dung as a treasure, and you take it as a weed.

"It will be noon in a while, let's go, let's go after dinner."

Hearing his words, Xiaocao shook his head, "Second grandpa will not let him."

Zhao Laoliu, who herds sheep and raises donkeys, and Xiaocao's grandfather are brothers, and they are the second eldest. It is Xiaocao's second grandfather.

As for Zhao Laoliu, he was called according to the ranking among cousins ​​in the village.

I usually treat Xiaocao as my grandson.

However, Zhao Laoliu has no children and no daughters, and is also an orphan and an elderly person in the village, so there is only a limit to what he can help.

After all, he doesn't have enough food.

It's not just that they don't have enough food, but the whole village has enough food.

Thinking that when I first came, there was only a thin layer of corn flour in the rice jar at Xiaocao's house.

Others won't be much better.

Xiaocao poured the cow dung into the cesspool, and did not leave, but stared at him.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

"Brother Xiaochuan, I will write it down for you to read."

Xiaocao smiled at him, and then took out a small wooden stick from his waist.

One end was sharpened.

Zhou Xiaochuan frowned as he looked at the pointed wooden stick.

The little guy squatted on the ground on the dojo, dictating with a small wooden stick while reading pinyin.

When the 26 letters were written silently and read out, he raised his head and looked at Zhou Xiaochuan with a hopeful expression.

Zhou Xiaochuan watched him write letters and wanted to laugh a little.

This dialect is a bit serious.

This is also the reason why he didn't teach him to recognize characters directly, so he remembered the pinyin first.

Otherwise, it will definitely be biased by this dialect.

Several mispronunciations were subsequently corrected.

Xiaocao listened carefully by the side, nodding her head frequently.

Then read it a few more times.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked straight and nodded, "Okay, it's almost the same, practice a few more times. But this is not allowed to use a pointed one in the future. It's too dangerous."

As he spoke, he pointed to the wooden stick in his hand.

Xiaocao heard the words strangely.

What's wrong with this stick? Where is the danger.

But Zhou Xiaochuan said, and he nodded.

Zhou Xiaochuan sighed when he saw that Xiaocao didn't ask why.

This is the sadness of learning things in this era. No matter what the master says is right or wrong, you have to listen to the master anyway.

Zhou Xiaochuan taught him to read and he was his husband in the past.

The little guy got Zhou Xiaochuan's approval, ran into the house, said hello to Grandma Miao, and was about to leave.

"Hey, by the way, Xiaocao, you will have work points for herding cattle in the future, but there are only five work points."

Xiaocao asked with a look of disbelief: "Really...really?"

"Don't believe me, you can ask your third grandfather, he said it."

Hearing his words, Xiaocao jumped up happily. "Ah, I will have work points every day from now on."

After speaking, regardless of the remaining two, they happily carried the barrel and ran away.

Grandma Miao came out and looked at the back of the little guy leaving, and smiled at Zhou Xiaochuan.

"Xiao Chuan, thank you."

Hearing his words, Zhou Xiaochuan smiled, "Grandma Miao, don't worry, it will get better and better in the future."

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? Now even the obscure mention will not work.