On the way home from kindergarten, I passed a boulevard with neat rows of French plane trees, which were not very beautiful in the morning and dark in the evening, but noon was the most glorious time.

Sunlight pours overhead, casting a dappled shadow on the asphalt through the gaps between the leaves.

Sisi jumped down from her father's arms, dancing with her hands, first crossing the single-plank bridge along the curb, swaying, giggling, and then stepping on the light spots on the ground with her little black leather shoes, as if she was happy or something.

It's the most fun to step on a little bit, and there are leaves, sometimes when you go home with your friends, you will pick up those stemmed leaves, hook them together, and compare whose leaf stems are stronger.

This is a game taught by grandpa, and Sisi taught it to other children, I don't know when, it became popular in class 3.

On the side of the road, there is an old woman who sells popsicles, dressed in a plain cheongsam, sitting upright on the small maza, the years have left a lot of traces on her, but it also gives the elegance of time, in front of her is a white styrofoam box, covered with a quilt, and she does not shout.

Probably hearing Sisi's laughter, her squinted eyes opened, and her wrinkled face smiled like a flower.

Gu Xiaoai ran over and bought three for ten yuan, which was much more expensive than when she was a child, but these days, handmade things are expensive, and Grandma Jiang's popsicles are worth the price.

Grandma Jiang used to be an excellent employee of the state-owned popsicle factory, and now she is a square dancer, as for selling popsicles, it is not purely to make money, but the wife left early, and her son died two years ago, and he is not married, and he does not even have a grandson.

The popsicle of mung bean paste, the top one-third, are full mung beans, without much sugar, not greasy to bite, full of mung bean aroma, it is indeed delicious.

"Hello grandma. ”

Sisi said hello sweetly, the little pink tongue licked the popsicle gently, she hadn't started to change her teeth, the baby teeth were a little bitten, her mother had long been educated, it was okay to eat popsicles, but at most two a week, you had to lick it little by little, you can't bite hard, otherwise you will have a toothache.

"Hey, baby. ”

Grandma Jiang said with a smile, glanced at Gu Xiaoai, and then at Li Xuan, seemed to cheer up some spirits, and asked with a smile: "Ni, is this your man back?"

Women gossip, and old ladies gossip even more.

"yes, I'm back, I just came back yesterday. ”

Gu Xiaoai nodded a little shyly, she was like this in front of the elders.

The mother-in-law often goes to the square to dance square dances, and her enthusiasm and hard work are no less than those of students who are preparing to sprint for the college entrance examination.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back, the young man is so handsome......"

Grandma Jiang said with a smile, there was the past flowing in her eyes, there was no sadness, just full of happiness, and when the family of three left, she was a little trembling, and she took out a purse from her clothes, which looked like it was a little old, and the things of the fifties and sixties, the big red peonies embroidered on them were all discolored.

Looking at the black and white photo, after looking at it for a while, Grandma Jiang put it on her chest, the eyetail lines at the corners of her eyebrows swayed, and she said coquettishly like a girl: "Let you go so early, now, watch me square dance with other old men......"

"Wait...... It's almost ...... It's almost ......."

……

Back home.

Grandma is busy in the kitchen, the dumplings are wrapped, three kinds of filling, the old man loves to eat zucchini, Sisi and Gu Xiaoai like to eat celery and shiitake mushrooms, Li Xuan loves leek eggs, the water in the pot is boiling, and the white and chubby dumplings are tumbling up and down, which is very joyful.

In the living room, Grandpa was wearing black-framed reading glasses and was pasting ingots.

The golden paper, three times and two times, is folded into a small and delicate ingot, Sisi is the first time to see this kind of thing, curiously grabbed one, the force is a little big, and it is pinched and deflated.

"Yikes!"

The little girl exclaimed, looked at her grandfather a little nervously, and stuck out her tongue, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I'm ...... I've ruined your little golden dumplings. ”

Grandpa smiled and touched her head, took the ingot, pinched it lightly on the left, and pinched it lightly on the right, and the ingot's stomach bulged again.

"Wow, grandpa is so good!"

Sisi clapped her hands and shouted, carefully took one, fiddling left and right, wondering how to pinch it, but she didn't dare to use force, for fear that it would be broken again.

"Grandpa, what is this?"

Sisi blinked and asked, Jin Jin's is very good-looking, and it looks like a dumpling.

Is it something to eat?

But it's paper, how can you eat it when you cook it?

Li Xuan walked over and asked with a smile, "Dad, what are you doing with this?"

Li Xuan hadn't seen this thing for thousands of years, but he often saw it when he was a child, and then he read a book, and when he walked from the countryside to the city, he rarely saw it, and as for the three thousand worlds, there was no such thing, and now at first glance, it was still quite novel.

Grandpa's hands kept moving, helped his reading glasses, and said: "The year before last, I went to Jing'an Temple to burn incense, worshiped the Bodhisattva, and promised 999 gold ingots. ”

"Also, go back to your hometown in two days, and let the ancestors know and know, you also go, recognize the way. ”

As he spoke, he raised his head and glared at Li Xuan, and teased: "I'm afraid you haven't forgotten the road, do you remember when you were eight years old, you went to your grandfather's grave, and chased the rabbit halfway, but the rabbit didn't catch it, and was stung by a wasp?"

Li Xuan scratched his head, smiled a little embarrassedly, and then fell silent.

There is an inexplicable emotion tumbling in my heart, like entering a piece of sand, faintly chrome, but it doesn't hurt, but it feels a little sour.

Daddy was stung in a headbag?

In Grandpa's words, Sisi didn't understand some words, but he understood this half sentence, and he took his father's hand a little distressed, looked up and said, "Dad, does it hurt to be stung by a wasp?"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts more than an injection. ”

Li Xuan squatted down and said with a smile.

Wow, Sisi was scared, the wasp is so scary, it hurts more than an injection.

After thinking about it, she climbed onto the sofa, blew lightly with her little mouth, and touched Li Xuan's head, "Dad, it won't hurt if you blow it." Well~ Also, touch the hair, can't be scared. ”

"Hee-hee, when I got the injection, my grandmother did the same. ”

Say grandma, grandma will arrive.

In the kitchen, grandma came out with a pot of dumplings, put it on the dining table in the living room, and announced the meal.

"Wow, it's time to eat, it's time to eat dumplings!"

Gu Xiaoai leaned on the wall of the aisle, quietly watching this scene, grandfather, grandma, father, daughter, golden ingots, steaming dumplings.

Click.

The picture is frozen forever.

That's what happiness tastes like.