Shen Yuhua is an acute woman. A few days after returning to the village, she asked someone to tell her that the widow also agreed, but she didn't know what the sour jujube was like, and she wanted to meet and decide.

After Xylophone returned home, he was eager to implement the spirit of the county meeting, but put the matter aside. No one bothered to say anything, even Maosheng was still in the dark. As soon as he received the reply, Xylophone hurriedly said to the sour apricot woman first.

The sour apricot woman said happily, you have done a great thing for us. When the mother-in-law was dying, she didn't close her eyes, because Uncle Wa Cub didn't have a place to go. You see when we handle it.

Muqin said, at dinner, I have to find the second uncle and listen to his opinion. If you want to do it, strike it while the iron is hot. If it doesn't work, let's help Zhang Luo inquire again. You can always find a suitable master, and you won't just live alone.

The sour apricot woman was so happy that tears flowed out. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said vigorously, bother, bother. How can my family repay you for your kindness?

When he got home in the evening, he hurriedly lit the fire and cooked. She said to Mao Sheng again, if you eat tonight, she will also call Uncle Sour Jujube over to eat together. Since we came back, he has been covered by the sanitation outside the door, and he has also helped take care of Jing'er and the door. We never invited him to our house for dinner.

Mao Sheng said, please. He just can't come alive, for fear of bringing his bad luck to our family.

Muqin smiled, this time there will be no more bad luck. Then, she told the letter from a village in Beishan, saying that tonight we will sum up together, if Uncle Sour Zao is willing, I will call back to others tomorrow, and I will worry about it if I do it early.

Maosheng grinned widely. He said, why don't you talk about it earlier? I'm going to look for him, and I guess it's time to get home by now.

As he spoke, he didn't avoid the baby cub next to him, and patted the xylophone's ass affectionately. He picked up Zhong'er with one hand and Jing'er with the other, and hurriedly went to find sour dates.

Since the death of the "old man", the sour jujube has been very depressed for a while. Talking less and less, he was bored all day doing the work in his hands. The flesh and blood of the "old man", he didn't move a finger, but asked Jing'er to get it to Maosheng's house. The xylophone cooked the broth and asked Mao Sheng to send it over, but he returned it in full. He really couldn't swallow the bone broth. Mao Sheng once told him that Xylophone had the idea of finding him another wife. He blindly smiled bitterly and said, who would be blind and look at a poor man who didn't even have a house grass. still has a bad luck, and no one can stick to it.

As usual, the sour jujube drove the cattle and walked slowly towards home. Everyone else is in a hurry to rush home, and he has no home, so he has no idea of going home. It's just that it's dark, and one can't spend the night in the wild. When the Maosheng family first came back, the feeling of home in their hearts was swept away by the "old guy". He was back in his old state of mind, numb and sluggish.

Before he arrived at the West Courtyard, Sour Zao saw Maosheng's anxious appearance and thought something was wrong. He asked, what's wrong, what's the matter?

Mao Sheng smiled and said, there are good things. Hurry up and settle the cows, and come to me to eat. Let's eat and chat.

The sour jujube shirked and said, I won't go. What's going on, I'll talk about it here, it's the same.

Mao Sheng couldn't wait to tell the story again. Letting him go over to eat is actually trying to plan with him and strive to complete the good deeds.

After listening to the sour jujube, he said happily, whether it is successful or not, it will make you two worry about it. I've got to wash the smell off my body, so I don't stain your house."

With that, he hurriedly settled the herd, washed his hands, face, and feet with soap a few times, and went into the house to change into a freshly washed coat.

Jing'er shouted happily, why don't you shave, it's longer than my hair.

The sour jujube suddenly blushed with shame. He tugged at the placket of his shirt and said, "Another day, another day."

It was the first time I stepped into Maosheng's house, and I felt strange and restrained. The east courtyard is no longer a barren cowshed, but a neat and comfortable farmhouse courtyard. The hostess in the courtyard was busy stir-frying and cooking. The thick smell of tobacco and the smell of stir-fried vegetables filled the farmer's courtyard, giving him a long-forgotten atmosphere and atmosphere of home.

Faced with the xylophone greeting hotly, the sour jujube was at a loss. He was as nervous as a baby, his feet not knowing where to go, and his hands not knowing where to go. The xylophone beckoned him to drink some tea first, and he waved his hand again and again, no, no. Asked him to smoke, he shook the empty cigarette pouch in his hand and replied in a panic, no, no. provoked the xylophone to laugh but didn't dare to laugh in person, so he had to hold his stomach and run into the pot house and laugh non-stop.

As soon as the meal was put on the table, Mao Sheng took out a bottle of wine from under the bed and said, drink some and go to the cold. Before the cap was opened, the old couple stepped into the yard.

The sour apricot woman has been here many times, all of which were in the period not long after Zhong'er gave birth. She came to visit the xylophone and check on Zhong'er's care. She has an indescribable love and concern for Zhong'er. Or because Zhong'er was born in the wild, and it was the first time she delivered in the wild, she was extraordinarily dedicated.

Sour apricot is the first time to enter the door of the xylophone. He looked around at the neat and tidy courtyard, nodded his head frequently, and said, "This family is like a person's clothes are changed." Diligent people always make people feel comfortable. Lazy people, you just built a western-style building, and he can still confuse it into a cowshed and pigsty.

Mao Sheng and his family hurriedly put the two of them to the dinner table. The sour apricot woman said that she had already eaten. He resolutely refused to sit down at the table.

Sour Xingdao, if you don't sit, don't sit, go home and bring the bottle of Yanghe Daqu under the bed. I hid it for several years, but I didn't want to drink it. I was happy today, so I drank it.

Mao Sheng said busily, such a good wine, it's a pity that we drank it. It's better to keep it for big things, pomp and circumstance.

Sour Xing replied, today is a big event, how can there be anything bigger than here. I bought this wine secretly when I visited and studied in Jiangsu. It is said that this liquor is a strong aroma type liquor, with a history of thousands of years, sweet in the mouth, soft in the mouth, refreshing in the tail, and fragrant in aftertaste.

Xylophone Dao, the uncle is still a wine connoisseur, and he can say a set of professional words.

Sour apricot smiled, where is it. I think about it every day, and when I'm idle, I take it out and look at it, and I memorize all the words on the bottle. Everyone laughed.

The sour apricot woman had quickly taken the bottle of baby wine. When the lid is lifted, the rich aroma of wine fills the room. Mao Sheng said in a loud voice, good wine, fragrant.

After a few glasses of wine, the topic gradually turned to the happy event of sour jujubes.

Sour Xing said that the old lady did not close her eyes, thanks to the fact that she was worried about the xylophone, it was easy to have hope again. My family has to thank you. You do it with peace of mind. The right is to find a daughter-in-law for your family, and everything is up to you to decide. What conditions the woman has, we will agree. The important thing now is that there is no nest. It doesn't matter, so I will clean up my west courtyard and let my second brother marry there. The babies and cubs are crowded into the east courtyard, and they can live openly.

Maosheng said busily, your family has a large population, and it is not a long-term way to squeeze one piece all the time. Let's let the second uncle live in the west courtyard of my house temporarily. Let's build another cowshed on the west side of the courtyard wall, and take care of it day and night. Wait for the second uncle to slow down, and then think about building a house. My baby is still young, so I'm not in a hurry.

Xylophone also said, so arrange it. I'll reply tomorrow, and I'll be relieved that it's settled as soon as possible.

Sour Apricot's gratitude is beyond words. He drank so hard that after drinking the bottle of wine he had brought, he also dried the bottle that Mao Sheng had touched. Maosheng and Suan Jujube were already drunk, sitting on the stool and shaking all over. The two of them were talking inarticulately, and no one could understand it. Sour apricot is still a long way from being drunk, and she is still full of interest.

While talking, Xylophone talked about his trip to the county seat and watched a few free movies. Jing'er shouted next to her, I want to watch a movie, I want to watch a movie.

Xylophone asked Sour Xing, why haven't we seen a movie in our village. Didn't the Commune have a film team.

Sour Xing said that she also let it go, but it was two or three years ago. The people of the film team thought that our village was remote and did not want to come. Besides, when I came, I was entertained by eating and drinking, and I had to send a car to send someone to pick up and drop off the bunnies. They still think it's not good here, and they don't think it's enough there. I was so angry that I didn't pick them up. The turtle grandchildren also borrowed stubble and didn't come.

Xylophone Road, let's still contact us, isn't it just to send a car once a month. When people come, how should they be entertained, or how should they be entertained. If they don't come for some reason, let's go to the commune and scare them on the line, and see if they dare to do it.

Sour Xing nodded and agreed, when you go to reply to the letter tomorrow, stop by the movie team to contact them and see what they say. If it doesn't work, let's go to the commune and hand over a black note, so that they also know that Lord Ma still has three eyes.

Walking out of the door of the xylophone, Sour Apricot kept thinking about what kind of woman the xylophone was. She always does everything without leakage, thinks thoughtfully, does it steadfastly, has accurate judgment on everything, and has a certain degree of foresight. I always have a kind of indescribable hidden worry about her, but I never understand. And everything xylophone does is for the sake of public and private, and it can stand on and off the court. He had some doubts about the judgment and insight with which he had always been proud. In any case, this sour jujube incident has really brought the relationship between Sour Apricot and the xylophone family closer.

Sour Xing temporarily let down her guard and let the xylophone do her career.