"Come on, you'll be able to do it. Qiao Jiayue hugged Chen Mian.

Chen Dongfang and Bai Meilan really love this daughter, even if she is not as clever as other little girls.

But they are willing to provide her with a happy and stable environment to support her interest in learning.

"I'll sing this song, I'll sing it to you. Chen Mian flipped to "Evening on the outskirts of Moscow" and said with a smile.

"Okay. Qiao Jiayue squatted on the ground, watched Chen Mian clear her throat on the steps, and began to sing.

Qiao Jiayue stayed at Chen Mian's house for most of the day, and when she returned home, she found that Qiao's mother was pale and a little depressed.

She was shocked, "A-Niang, what happened?"

Since she was reborn, she has never seen Mother Qiao so wrong, what happened?

Qiao's mother shook her head, "It's okay, you can go play." ”

No, Qiao Jiayue thought about it and ran to find Qiao Hongyuan, he must know the reason.

"I think it may have been an earthquake in Bac Ha Province, but I remember that my aunt was in Cat Ha Province. Qiao Hongyuan said that if you are worried about your aunt, there is no need at all, and Jihe Province is not affected by the earthquake.

Qiao Hongyuan still knows about today's news, and in addition, he can't find the reason why Qiao's mother is in such a state.

I asked A-Niang, but she didn't say. Qiao Jiayue said with some frustration.

"It's okay, I asked my eldest brother to call Abba back, don't worry. ”

Qiao's father came back in a hurry, and today he went to the field to see the paddy field, and discussed whether to increase the breeding area of rice and fish.

Qiao Hongzhi didn't say what was going on, so he hurried back.

As soon as Qiao's father arrived at home, he saw Qiao's mother sitting on the edge of the bed in despair, while her daughter was poking her brain outside the door, with a worried face.

He patted Qiao Jiayue's head, "It's okay, you can go out and play." ”

Qiao's father entered the room, closed the door with his hand, and stepped forward to put his arm around Qiao's mother's shoulder, "What's wrong?"

Qiao's mother buried her face in Qiao's father's shoulder socket, and after a long time, she said slowly, "There has been an earthquake in Bac Ha Province. ”

"The epicenter happened to be on the side of the ancestral house, and this earthquake is not small, I'm afraid it won't be saved. ”

"The ancestral house is gone, and it can be rebuilt in the future, as long as everyone is there. Qiao's father patted Qiao's mother on the shoulder.

"Hmm. Qiao's mother replied in a muffled voice.

She grew up to the age of seven in the ancestral house, and then went abroad with her parents, and stayed for more than ten years before returning, but because of some changes, her parents went abroad again, and their sisters stayed, each with their own destiny.

"I'm just afraid that my parents won't be able to find us when they come back. The old house is here, it will be easier. ”

Qiao's mother sullenly explained the reason.

Qiao's father patted Qiao's mother lightly on the back, it was really hard to tell her that her father-in-law and mother-in-law wanted to come back, and it would be impossible for more than ten years.

And he guessed that after his father-in-law and mother-in-law went abroad again, he was afraid that he would also run into trouble abroad, and he could not or could not contact China.

Or, they are afraid of getting their two daughters into trouble and are afraid to contact them.

When Qiao's mother cleaned up her emotions, it was already very dark in the house, and when they opened the door, they saw four children sitting or squatting not far from the door, unable to hide the worry in their eyes.

Seeing this, Qiao's mother couldn't help but feel sour, "You're all hungry, A-Niang is going to cook." ”

"A-Niang, I'll help you. Qiao Jiayue hurriedly followed up the kitchen.

Father Qiao looked at the three sons and smiled at them, "Your aunt is in a bad mood, so you have been obedient recently." ”

Qiao Hongzhi nodded to the three brothers, "Got it." ”

They didn't dare to ask the reason, for fear of reminding Qiao's mother of that bad memory.

The spring rain is continuous, the house is damp, everything feels damp, and the mood is not so good.

The brick kiln has been suspended for a period of time, and there is a lot of rain, and the bricks are not dry, so there is no way to send them to the kiln for burning.

People who work in brick kilns are very sorry in their hearts, and they have to make a lot of less money.

But Qiao Yuanzhong is resolutely safety first, does not risk starting work, every day he has to go to the brick kiln to inspect and investigate potential safety hazards.

For Qiao Yuanzhong, everyone is convinced, and they are indeed responsible.

However, the brick kiln has always been burned with firewood, the temperature is not stable enough, and the amount of burn-out is not small. But when it comes to buying coal, it's a lot of money, and there aren't many people who support it.

In the end, this proposal also fell through, and after a while, the firewood was not enough, the temperature could not be maintained, and the members naturally knew what to choose.

Now the three apprentices trained by Qiao's father can drive a tractor, but only Qiao Zhigao is more convinced of Qiao's father.

As for the other two people, perhaps because of the relationship between the same generation, they are not willing to be short of Qiao's father, and this relationship is naturally not close.

Therefore, when it was Qiao Zhigao's turn to drive the tractor, he would sometimes bring something from the commune to Qiao's father.

When he came back this time, he took a lot of old newspapers, saying that he bought them at the scrapyard, and it didn't cost much money, so he sent some to Qiao's father to paste the wall.

Father Qiao squinted at the newspapers, which were about the February Papers and the Five-Person Cultural Group.

This is contrary to the previous article commenting on Hai Jui's dismissal.

There were also several newspapers that wrote about the charges for which the leader of such and such a department was removed from his post and arrested.

Father Qiao's fingers swept over several names, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the storm was brewing!

At the end of March, another earthquake struck Bac Ha province, and the radio coverage was delayed, not many in number, and not many people followed.

At this time, the rice field has basically been tidied, the ridges are neatly repaired, the edges and corners are distinct, standing on a high place and looking down, a yellow mud dragon of different lengths winds in the mountains.

If there is a naughty child, he will take two slap prints or footprints on the ridge, or draw some naughty patterns with branches, and wait for the ridge to dry, and these marks will be clear.

However, it doesn't take long for all kinds of weeds to grow on the ridges and cover the surface, and when they are removed, the ridges will lose a lot of weight and be re-trimmed the following year.

Because of the fish farming and the fertilizer of the biogas digester, the alpine brigade does not need to bother to find fertilizer tickets to buy fertilizer, so there are the most small animals in this field.

In the well-prepared paddy field, the soil settles at the bottom of the water, and the water surface is clear and calm, and suddenly a thin line moves down in one place, shooting out like an arrow, and a piece of turbidity is waved.

These are the tenacious surviving fry in the rice fields, and their vitality should not be underestimated.

Now the alpine brigade no longer needs to buy fish fry, and after raising fish for a few years, it can be regarded as finding some rules.

March and April are the busiest times in the countryside, when you have to plant seedlings, plant vegetable seedlings, peanuts, soybeans, and corn, so there is no time to stop.

After all, crops are not planted and finished, watering, sun protection, fertilization, replanting, bird control, etc.

During this period, the tomb was also cleaned, and everyone did not dare to publicize it, so they only let the children cut the grass on the grave early.

Then the man took a hoe to tidy up the cemetery a little, put some dried sweet potatoes and dried vegetables, and worshiped simply and roughly.

Everyone knows what the people who go up the mountain do, and they don't break it, even if the people from the adjacent graves meet, they don't greet each other, as if the other party doesn't exist.