Chapter 225: Old Stories

Xuemei, who was well-behaved in front of people, reluctantly followed her grandmother and sat at the small table next door, her sister Qin Ying pulled her over and sat together, and the cousins and aunts next to her peeked at her with strange faces.

Qin Fan finally sat at the main table because of his engagement, and his cousin, who was a few months older than him, had to obediently sit at another table with some children, during which the uncles talked to Qin's father about the harvest, and then chatted about the situation of other households in the village, and then joked about the absurd things Qin Fan had when he was a child, nothing more than shooting the owner's sheep with a bow and arrow made by himself, or stabbing the bird's nest of the west family with a bamboo pole, and climbing to a high branch to dig out the bird's nest of the old eagle, etc.

Qin Fan just couldn't hear it, and kept picking up vegetables and rice, and finally heard the second uncle with a dark face say: If there is a father, there must be a son, and the son is far worse than Lao Tzu. Father Qin's face on the side changed, knowing what the second brother wanted to say next, he couldn't stop the second brother's words, and sure enough, the second uncle continued: When he was a child, he climbed the branches of the tree and peed on the pedestrians under the tree.

The uncles couldn't help laughing, looked at Qin's father and then looked at Qin Fan, Qin Fan stopped his chopsticks and looked at his embarrassed father sympathetically, Qin's father caught a glimpse of his son's sympathetic eyes, and said angrily: "Look at what, eat your food!"

At the women's table in front of the kitchen, Xuemei pricked up her ears to listen to the words coming from the main table, and when she heard the ugly things Qin Fan had when she was a child, she couldn't help but smile, and then saw the meat dishes piled up in the bowl in front of her, and muttered in her heart, does this really have to eat them all?

pulled Qin Ying, but Qin Ying didn't care about her life or death, pouted and said, "This is all picked up by grandma, grandma really loves you." ”

Qin Ying is not very close to her grandmother, when she was a child, her grandmother was patriarchal, she only knew that she loved her grandson, and she didn't have herself in her eyes at all.

The cousins and cousins during the banquet all looked at the jade-like Xuemei with kind eyes, only the daughter-in-law of the lobby brother who passed the door last year was angry, and she had never seen her grandmother treat herself like Xuemei when she got married, the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, and she lost her chopsticks, and left in anger, Xuemei looked at her departing back in amazement, and didn't know what to do for a while, the cousin sitting next to Qin Ying pouted: "It's good to go, it's uncomfortable to eat this meal if you don't go." ”

The aunts also covered their mouths and smiled and persuaded: "It's okay, she's such a person, don't pay attention to her." ”

Finally, Xuemei finished the meal, and couldn't help but wonder if every meal was like this, and her cousin and cousin surrounded her and praised her: "The people in this city are different from us, you look at this white hand, and then look at this face, ah! It's really beautiful, tsk, how long is this ......?"

Xuemei took Qin Ying's hand nervously and whispered, "You are wrong, our Qin Ying's sister is called good-looking." ”

Qin Ying shook his hand and smiled: "Say you, what are you doing on me." On the children's table not far away, several half-year-old children looked at Xuemei from time to time.

The uncles and aunts saw it and said, "Look at it, when you grow up, ask your parents to give you a good kiss." After speaking, he pursed his lips and smiled: "I'm afraid you don't have such a good life." ”

After Qin Fan came out, Xuemei seemed to have something to rely on, and was busy holding Qin Fan's arm, inseparable from him, Qin Fan frowned and said, "It's convenient for me to go, why are you following." ”

Xuemei followed recklessly, really afraid of his cousins.

Looking at their backs, the cousins laughed again: "They are so good that they have to go together, tsk." ”

The second uncle walked out of the gate with a dark face, and shouted at the chattering women: "The girls in the city can't listen to you chewing your tongue, so you shouldn't do anything." ”

The women were very frightened of this black-faced man, and they didn't dare to say anything more, everyone dispersed in a hurry, only the second uncle's beloved cousin still stood in front of her father, muttering: "I will marry a city man in the future." ”

The second uncle opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything, just shook his head and waved his hand, turned around and went to drink with his brothers.

In front of the simple thatched house behind the ear room, there is a large peach forest, green buds have emerged on the branches, Xuemei does not know it, and when Qin Fan comes out, he asks him curiously.

There was nothing to do, Qin Fan took her around the front and back of the house, first told her that there was a peach forest in front of her, and then walked to the courtyard in front of the house, the courtyard was pressed very flat, and when people walked in rain and snow, they would not bring out the soil, in front of the yard was a row of old trees, and behind the trees was a pond the size of half a football field, and when the weather was warm, the domestic ducks and geese would forage and play in the pond.

Turning around, it was Qin Fan's grandfather, who had never met, and built three old houses with white walls and black tiles from scratch. I heard from the elders that my grandfather fled from the place in Jiangsu and Zhejiang and fled here, and he saw that this place was good, first begging, and then farming for the rich man, and I don't know how many years he had survived, and he had built three large tiled houses and a few acres of water land, but after liberation, when he was divided, he was almost designated as a rich peasant; at that time, the rich peasants were the same as the landlords, and they were the objects of suppression.

Bypassing the old house, coming to the back of the house is a large bamboo forest, towering into the clouds, Qin Fan told Xuemei with a smile: When I was three or four years old, I often followed the big children in the village, and beat down the sparrows resting in the bamboo forest at night with long bamboo poles, and then roasted them as snacks.

Xuemei couldn't bear to say: "You guys are so cruel!"

Qin Fan shook his head, knowing that she had not experienced the era when she didn't eat or drink when she was a child, and when she was a child, she was in the countryside, and she would eat whatever she could eat.

Pulling off a bamboo branch, Qin Fan childishly used the fruit knife he carried with him to make a pipe similar to a piccolo, and blew it with a simple out-of-tune sound that reminded him of the loneliness when he was a child, the panic of being thrown to his hometown by his parents.

Xuemei pretended to be interested for a while, then pointed to a few trees in front of the bamboo garden and asked, "What kind of tree is this?"

"Pear trees, apricot trees, pomegranate trees......" Qin Fan pointed out to her one by one.

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In the past three or two days, I took Xuemei around the tea garden, and then looked at the small ancestral hall in the village, and with Qin's father and Qin's mother visiting other farmers in the village, they had changed rooms with Qin's mother and sister at night, and they no longer dared to do the indescribable things of that day.

The children of the farmers who are idle in winter can always find fun that is not found in the city. Following the cousins and cousins with a few homemade muskets, they beat a few big birds that were "crying enough", the bird's call was similar to the words "crying enough", Xuemei followed from a distance, and when she saw the bloodstained bird, she couldn't bear to look at it directly, but when she was with her cousins and cousins, she was extremely unwilling, afraid that they would not know what to say, and she could not or did not want to answer.

Qin Fan just relived the fun of his childhood, and didn't care about Xuemei's patience and nagging in the past few days, until that day when several men ran to Yangsi River five or six miles away to fish, Xuemei couldn't help it anymore and scolded them for being too cruel.

Qin Fan thought about it, only cared about himself, and ignored Xuemei's feelings as a girl. After all, what they did was bloody killing, the fish they caught were full of yellow roe, there was a nest of eggs next to the big bird that was about to be baked out, and the rabbit caught with a fishing net also had a bulging belly.

Qin Fan stupidly endured the ridicule of his cousins and childhood friends in the village, "cowardly" They kept shouting and leaving.

Accompany Xuemei back to the days of appreciating "a thousand birds entering the forest" and "Gao Gao winter sunrise".

Occasionally sit in the hall and listen to the uncles talk about the past that they will talk about every year: such as the New Fourth Army to eliminate the Dadao Society that defected to the Japanese invaders, or the big landlords suppressed during the land reform, etc., every time he talked about this, Qin's father took great pains to say that when he was a child, he hid in the bamboo forest with his grandmother and watched a team of Dadaohui walk past the door, and how he was surrounded by the New Fourth Army, and was beaten to his knees and begged for mercy by the New Fourth Army......

Every time he heard this, Qin Fan wanted to laugh and calculate the time, at that time, his father was still a two- or three-year-old fart child, and what he could remember was mostly made up by him, and he said that he had a nose and eyes;

Then I saw my grandmother, moving her little feet happily and busily, thinking of movies and TV series, filming characters such as wives and young ladies and maids in the late Ming and Qing dynasties...... Qin Fan couldn't bear to think about it anymore.

Grandma is very good to Xuemei, so good that only she enjoys the treatment of Qin Fan when she was a child, every time she sees grandma beckoning to Xuemei, when she goes to her room, she shudderes and takes out her treasured pastries and stuffs them into Xuemei's hands, she remembers Qin Fan when she was a child, just like Xuemei at that time.

Life seems to be slow in the countryside, and every family is self-sufficient, with their own chickens, ducks, fish and pigs, winter and spring bamboo shoots under the bamboo forest, and vegetable fields opened up by each family.

It's just that the toilet and bathing places are very unbearable.

"I'm so itchy, I want to take a shower, do you know where I can take a shower?" asked Xuemei as she scratched her body.

Qin Fan scratched his head and wanted to say: Can you endure it for a few days?