After breakfast on this day, Yu Qiu's house began to be lively.

Yu Qingshan went to school again, and the mother and son began to make tofu and fried New Year's goods.

Fei Ye followed Yu Qiu to the mill.

Yu Qiu carried two buckets of soaked soybeans, and Fei Ye stepped on the ridge and said, "There is still a place like a mill?"

The barrel is not heavy, Yu Qiu said: "It's just that I'm used to it, it's all machinery." In the past, threshing was done in the drying field, driven by cattle. Now there are people in the village who do this business, mechanical threshing. He has a lot of equipment over there, and it's not expensive. ”

"It's only natural for you to do this work. ”

"I've been helping since I was a kid. My dad was busy at school, and my mom usually did the farm work at home. Yu Qiu carried the burden and was very skillful. The beans in the bucket were dissatisfied, and he didn't pant when he spoke.

"Yu Qiu, hey, when did you come back?" met an eldest lady on the way, and enthusiastically pulled up the family routine.

"I came back last night, auntie, is my brother Huzi back?"

Yu Qiu is a well-behaved and kind child, the eldest mother is not unfamiliar with him at all, and her face is full of smiles: "Come back, look at you, college students from prestigious universities will help the family as soon as they come back, my tiger hasn't woken up yet!"

"Brother Huzi is usually very tired at work. ”

"Hey, yes, dark and thin. It's still a loss of no culture, look at you, you're still so white and pure!" The eldest lady began to gossip after speaking, "When will you get married?"

Yu Qiu is also helpless, there are so many villagers in the village, which family has something to spread widely. He could only laugh dryly and say, "Make money first, make money first." ”

"If you read more books, you will be ambitious!" the eldest lady praised again, and then said, "When you are developed, don't forget to bring your tiger brother with you." ”

"Definitely, definitely. ”

The eldest lady finally left, and she didn't notice Fei Ye at all.

"Are you the most beautiful boy in this village?" Fei Ye teased.

Yu Qiu shook his head and smiled: "It's not that I have received more attention after being admitted to university. Although there are a few college students in the village, my school is a key university, so it's a little bit better. ”

Although he said this, when he arrived at the mill, sure enough, the people who also came to beat beans were also like the eldest lady, praising Yu Qiu.

Fei Ye didn't bother to pay attention to how they praised it, and stared at a few dogs on the edge of the mill.

The dogs in the village are really fierce. Relying on the dogs, Fei Ye's aura couldn't suppress them for a while.

Yu Qiu just took the opportunity to pick up Fei Ye, and the praise from these villagers made him a little panicked.

Where is the outside world so easy to break into?

However, Yu Qiu is envied by them after all, and Yu Qiu's father is indeed something that they respect.

"Yu Qiu, you're on the TV station, don't you often go out for interviews?" There is a queue to beat beans, and a group of people put their buckets there to line up, what else can they do except chat?

"yes, go out and interview a lot. ”

"Didn't you interview a lot of big leaders and big bosses?"

Yu Qiu smiled bitterly: "Uncle, there are many programs on the TV station." I usually go out, and I often interview people like we are making soy milk here, life column. ”

"What's there to interview?" the uncle looked puzzled.

"No way, let's divide it in this column first. Yu Qiu said, "Just like before, there were also reporters who came to our village to shoot everyone's spring sowing." ”

"Hey! Don't say it, I watched the Yunshi platform at night, and I only saw Li Tuzui driving cattle for a long time! I was still wearing new clothes that day!"

"Do you bring a skull, people come to shoot spring ploughing, shoot mud legs, you dress like a cadre, who shoots you!" The people next to him laughed at him.

The small yard outside the door was laughing and giggling.

Fei Ye thought it was amazing.

It's not that he hasn't seen this kind of environment before, he feels that Yu Qiu is standing here, and there is no such obvious out-of-place.

At his age, facing a group of uncles and aunts from his hometown, he still feels a little comfortable coping.

Fei Ye can only attribute this to his parents' education.

Perhaps, as Yu Qiu said, he has always helped the family do farm work. Therefore, he did not deal less with these villagers.

On the way back, Fei Ye suddenly asked, "Yu Qiu, so many people praise you, haven't you ever been proud?"

"Fei Ye, it's very heavy!" Yu Qiu said as he carried two buckets full of raw soy milk that had been made, and also carried a bag containing bean dregs, and his pace was not as easy as when he came.

"The dog should be allowed to come and carry the tofu dregs. ”

Yu Qiu didn't have the strength to return to him, his body that had just been discharged from the hospital had not recovered well, and the two buckets of raw soy milk were pressed on his shoulders and were sore.

Fei Ye walked behind him, and couldn't help but think of his old man.

In the years when he didn't go back for the New Year, of course, the old man could only do these things alone.

Maybe I'm too lazy to make tofu.

When I entered the yard, the dog came and jumped around to make trouble. Yu Qiu carefully put the bucket down and carried it over.

Fei Ye lay on a stone slab at the door basking in the sun, and after a while, the fragrance of freshly cooked soy milk came.

Yu Qiu brought out two bowls, one for the dog and one for the cat.

"Soy milk can be drunk, checked. Taste?"

The dog licked his tail over there, and Fei Ye ate very reservedly, nodded and praised: "Not bad!"

In the countryside on the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, there is a fragrance everywhere.

In the morning, he made tofu, and in the afternoon, Yu Qiu rubbed twist flowers with his mother. Wait until the oil pan is boiling, and the fragrance will be stronger.

Tofu balls, meatballs, tofu bubbles, twist ...... Fei Ye drooled when he saw it, but he could only taste a small amount of everything.

Yu Qingshan came back a little earlier than yesterday.

After dinner, the family made a fire. Yu Qingshan said: "Write the Spring Festival couplets tomorrow, you will write them?"

“...... I haven't practiced much since I worked. ”

"Practice, don't leave this behind. After Yu Qingshan finished speaking, he went into his room and took out a pen and paper and a box of ink. The small table rested on the edge of the brazier, and the paper was spread out for Yu Qiu to practice.

"Dad, you can't just write, how embarrassing it is to write so ugly and stick to the door?"

Yu Qingshan smiled and said, "So practice first." You wrote it, and I was happy to look at it with your mother on the door. ”

“...... Well, what to write?"

Yu Qingshan estimated that it had been prepared a long time ago, and he opened his mouth to read: "When spring returns to the earth, the mountains and rivers see the flowers red and willow green, and the sun and moon in Fuzhou are full of tigers and dragons." ”

"Where's the horizontal batch?"

"Guotai and the people are safe. ”

Yu Qiu sighed and began to practice these words.

Yu Qingshan commented on the side: "You really haven't practiced this year. ”

“...... Dad, I'm definitely going to practice more next year. ”

"As before, write two when your heart is not quiet, and you won't be able to read it for another two years. ”

“...... The main thing is that the table in the rental house is very narrow and can't be put down. ”

"How big is that?"

"I will definitely practice more next year, and practice more ......"

Fei Ye was curious, but he couldn't see under the table.

I didn't expect Yu Qiu to have this hand.

He looked at Yu Qingshan, and was very curious about what kind of story this obviously very affectionate rural teacher had before.

Gradually, he also saw it. Writing is a bit like another way of communication between father and son. Yu Qiu practiced calligraphy, and the two chatted casually about other things.

During the day, Yu Qiu is like a farmer's child, doing all kinds of work smoothly.

At night, Yu Qiu was like a child from a scholarly family, practicing calligraphy and chatting with his father about the gains and losses.

Fei Ye sighed in his heart.

There is nothing to envy, and you can't blame the old man, he is such a person.

He has been shouting for so many years, and he also wants to educate his son.

As a result, when his son grew up, he scolded each other.

It's boring, it's.

It's a pity that I can't go back.

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