"It's all March, okay? It's been almost a month since school started. Also, don't change the topic for me, you've made it clear to me, how crazy have you been this month, if you don't give me an explanation today, this matter is not over. The old mother suddenly pinched Zhang Kun's ear, then twisted it fiercely and said loudly.

"It hurts, it hurts....... Zhang Kun tilted his head hard, and at the same time carefully grabbed his mother's hand that twisted his ear with one hand and shouted.

At this time, the grandmother next to her couldn't see it, and her eyes glared at her mother fiercely: "You are also not too old, why are you still like a child, if you want to speak, talk well, what kind of hand to move, let go." ”

"Mom. Mom slammed her mouth and looked at her grandmother, and finally under her grandmother's angry gaze, she reluctantly let go of the hand that was pinching Zhang Kun's ear.

Zhang Kun hurriedly rubbed his twisted red ears and hid to his grandmother's side, and then his grandmother's face softened, and then looked over with a kind smile: "Zhang Kun, I came back so early in the morning, I haven't eaten breakfast yet, there are noodles just cooked by your mother in the kitchen, go eat some." ”

At this time, the old mother next to her pursed her lips and muttered: "I only made two bowls of this noodles, you and mine, but I didn't do his share." ”

Grandma didn't speak, just turned her head and glared at her mother fiercely, and then turned around, but her face changed back to a kind smile: "It's okay, eat grandma's, grandma will get it for you." ”

With that, my grandmother walked towards the kitchen on crutches, and as soon as she turned around, she brought back a bowl of hot noodles, the white noodles were sprinkled with green onions, the consommé was filled with bursts of sweet chicken soup, and on top, there was a fried golden crispy poached egg.

This glance seems to be appetite, Zhang Kun swallowed the saliva in his mouth, and then was about to pick up the noodles in his grandmother's hand, but suddenly, a "murderous" gaze shot from the side.

Zhang Kun was stunned, and then out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the nonchalant mother next to him, and the hand that was halfway stretched out suddenly retracted, and then smiled awkwardly at his grandmother: "How can I eat yours, grandma, you eat, you eat, I'll go down by myself, go down by myself." ”

Saying that, Zhang Kun trotted all the way and rushed into the kitchen, the water in the pot on the stove was still boiling, he found the noodles and threw them in, then took out the dishes and chopsticks next to him, prepared himself, poured hot water, and finally poured a scoop of stewed hen soup.

Put the boiled noodles into a bowl, sprinkle with verdant green onions, and a bowl of fragrant chicken noodles is out of the pot.

Zhang Kun walked out of the kitchen with a smile on his face with the boiled noodles, only to see his mother and grandmother sitting on the small table under the eaves eating, Zhang Kun hurriedly moved a stool and came over.

Looking at Zhang Kun's freshly cooked noodles, his grandmother's face was full of smiles: "Zhang Kun's noodles are getting better and better, fragrant, come, eat a poached egg again." ”

Grandma said, picked up the poached eggs in her bowl and put them in Zhang Kun's bowl, but Zhang Kun hurriedly picked up the bowl: "Grandma, you eat, you eat, this is made for you by your mother." ”

Looking at Zhang Kun's appearance, grandma's eyes widened slightly: "What, do you still think grandma's bowl is dirty?" let you eat it, grandma is at home every day, how much do you want to eat, how long have you not come back, taste it, this is the egg laid by your old hen, it is nutritious, and it is replenished." ”

Listening to his grandmother's words, Zhang Kun smiled bitterly, and finally asked his grandmother to put the poached egg into his bowl.

Eating under the poached eggs, Zhang Kun felt particularly fragrant.

After eating the noodles for a while, the grandmother's bowl was basically clean. Grandma, don't look old, this amount of food is not small at all, a big bowl of noodles, and there is only some soup and water left to eat.

After eating the noodles, my grandmother turned around and went into the house, saying that the uncle next door had sent some special products that his son had brought back from abroad yesterday, and went to find them for Zhang Kun to taste.

After the grandmother left, the mother cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks alone, and Zhang Kun sat there silently, as if silent.

After his mother poured out all the remaining soup in the bowl, Zhang Kun suddenly raised his head and looked at his mother, his face was not good, and the corners of his mouth barely squeezed out a smile: "Mom, can I ask you a question?"

The old mother who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Zhang Kun strangely: "What?"

"Why did you wish I could go to a university in the first place? ”

The old mother looked at Zhang Kun strangely, and then suddenly showed a crying and laughing look on her face: "It turns out that you are still bothered about this matter." ”

My mother rubbed Zhang Kun's head vigorously, and then said as if recalling: "Why do you want you to go to a university, it seems that I heard a knowledgeable person say a long time ago that college is an indispensable stage in a person's life experience, if a person has not studied in college, then his life is incomplete." ”

"It's like a pity that a man is not married and a woman is not a child. ”

"I don't want you to regret it in the future, besides, although our family is poor, there is still no shortage of your college tuition. Not to mention ordinary universities, even if it is Tsinghua University and Peking University, as long as you can pass the exam, even if our family smashes the pot and sells iron, and sells the house, it will be for you. ”

Zhang Kun was stunned: "That's it?"

The old mother also looked at Zhang Kun with a strange expression: "Yes, that's it." ”

Zhang Kun stayed for a long time, and then he didn't know when, the trace of lingering that had been haunting his heart began to slowly unravel, and a real smile finally appeared on his face: "Thank you, Mom." ”

......

In this way, Zhang Kun finally settled down at home, as if the fallen leaves returned to their roots, and the tired birds returned to the forest.

After returning home, Zhang Kun's life has gradually become simpler, no longer have to wander around all day, every morning with his grandmother to chat, accompany his mother to cook, in the afternoon to the nearby card game, to watch people play cards, occasionally go to the river to fish, well, even all day, Zhang Kun has never fished back.

Or bask in the sun when the weather is good, find a place with a good scenery to read a book, go to bed when you are sleepy and tired, and live a simple and fulfilling life, which is rare and leisurely.

On this day, the sun was just right, neither hot nor cold, the spring breeze was slow, Zhang Kun was holding a fishing rod and was about to go out fishing, at this time his mother hurriedly came from outside and said loudly: "Zhang Kun, go to the third uncle's house next door to borrow their tricycle, Aunt Liu has a cold and fever, and her forehead is very hot, send it to the township hospital." ”

Hearing his mother's greeting, Zhang Kun didn't say a word, threw the fishing rod to the side, and then trotted to the third uncle's house next door.

It is said to be next door, in fact, there are still twenty or thirty meters away, but the countryside is vast and sparsely populated, and a family of one hundred and eighty meters can be regarded as next door.

Zhang Kun borrowed an electric tricycle from the third uncle's house, and then hurriedly took Aunt Liu with his mother and drove towards Taixian Town.