Zhu Jiarun hugged Zhang Xian like an octopus, although she woke up but didn't want to get up; seeing Zhang Xian sleeping very soundly, Zhu Jiarun felt very good, she liked to see Zhang Xian's life as soon as she opened her eyes.

"Xiaoxian, Runrun, are you up?" Huang Yuerong knocked on the door and asked in a low voice.

"Auntie, I woke up and got up right away. Zhu Jiarun replied immediately, there was nothing to be embarrassed about, she just slept in the same room with Zhang Xian, and she didn't bother to do surface work.

Huang Yuerong didn't urge anymore, although the two children are not very fond of the type of early riser, but they are not too bad in bed, as long as they are called to get up, then the two little ones are well-behaved, which is good.

Zhang Xian opened his eyes, kissed Zhu Jiarun with a smile, and then stretched his waist and sat up.

Zhu Jiarun turned around and began to change clothes, Zhang Xian, who originally planned to enjoy the beautiful scenery without blinking, couldn't hold back, and turned into a wolf and pounced in Zhu Jiarun's exclamation.

"Uncle and aunt are up, how bad it is for them to hear!" Zhu Jiarun's face turned crimson, and she complained a little about Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian smiled, hugged Zhu Jiarun and didn't let go, "There is not much movement, they don't care about us, they must all go downstairs." ”

It took more than half an hour to get up, or Zhu Jiarun's repeated urging and the black hand pinched the soft meat on Zhang Xian's waist, otherwise this guy really wouldn't be hungry, because Zhang Xian knew what it meant to be beautiful and delicious.

After washing, I started to eat breakfast, which was porridge and a little side dish, simple but easy to eat.

"If you want to eat potato stalks, go to your aunt's house. Huang Yuerong reminded and said, "You two go to your aunt's house, they are not very relieved that your old watch is in the United States, and it just so happens that the cherries are also ripe." ”

Zhang Xianzhi nodded and resolutely agreed, the eldest aunt had a cherry tree, and when the eldest cousin went out to work and the younger cousin was studying outside, the cherry tree was simply planted for Zhang Xian. In the past, as long as the cherries were ripe in May, Zhang Xian was responsible for eliminating those cherries, and there was a peach tree at the aunt's house, although it was a peach, but it tasted good.

"Dad, we need to plant a few trees in our yard. There are several trees in my uncle's house and my aunt's house, and my sister-in-law's house also has persimmon trees and chestnut trees, but there is not a single fruit tree in our family. ”

Hearing his son's complaints, Zhang Siqing was a little embarrassed and a little angry, "There used to be a wild peach tree, and I will buy a few saplings in a few days and come back." ”

"Your uncle also planted a few trees before, when Xiaoxian was still young, I told your uncle that when Xiaoxian grew up, he would have snacks to eat. I don't know if they are all ungrafted or simply wild fruit trees, and they can't bear a few fruits, or they won't grow much. ”

Hearing his mother say this, Zhang Xian immediately had something to say, "There used to be a pear tree behind our house, and I used to be happy when I saw the flowers. I know I'm eighteen years old, and my pear tree hasn't even had half a pear!"

Huang Yuerong continued, "There used to be a jujube tree, and other people's jujube trees can't be counted as soon as they bear fruit. We still got the jujube saplings at your cousin's house, his jujube tree is so big, how can you get our house, the jujube tree can't grow!"

Zhang Xian thought about it for a while, and felt that this might be the truth, "It's not suitable for water and soil! The jujube tree in my cousin's house bears a lot of jujubes every year, and we always went to his house to pick jujubes when we were young. The jujube tree in our house has been cut down, and when the little sapling was first planted, I always wanted it to grow, but I didn't know that it just wouldn't grow!"

It's really a ridiculous thing when he was a child, Zhang Xian's parents couldn't help but laugh when they said this, because Zhang Xian was very concerned about the fruit trees at home that were not adapted to the water and soil, and took care of their growth, fertilizing and hoeing them from time to time. As a result, they are really sorry for Zhang Xian's careful care, and they have not grown up without exception.

At the end of the happy breakfast time, Zhang Xian and Zhu Jiarun set off to go to their aunt's house together; to get some potato sticks is only secondary, the main thing is to be a guest, chat, and by the way, briefly talk about my cousin's affairs in the United States.

Zhu Jiarun put on sunglasses and started the car, and Zhang Xian was sitting in the co-pilot to guide the way.

"Brother Xian, you had a lot of fun things when you were a child!"

Zhang Xian smiled, looked at Zhu Jiarun and said, "Who didn't have some fun things when they were young! Besides, there are many places in our countryside that are not as good as some big cities, but there are also many interesting things." Like fishing, lobster fishing is a trivial matter, we also go to the ground cage, wire nets, go to the mountains to pick wild fruits, wild vegetables, and more!"

Zhu Jiarun listened with great interest, she did not know a lot of things, it was obvious that she was a city girl with a good background, and she really didn't know some interesting and interesting little pastimes in the countryside.

As for Zhang Xian, he was very interested in talking about these things, he was more naughty when he was a child, although it can't be said that his parents were too worried. But going down to the river to fish, going up the hill and climbing the trees, these things are really not less.

Zhu Jiarun lightly hit the steering wheel, and the car got off the road.

The car was parked and parked in the cement rice field, and Zhang Xian said to the middle-aged woman who walked out of the house,

"Second aunt, the car will stop at your doorstep, and we will leave after lunch. ”

"Xiao Xian is here, the car will stop here, I'll show you. The middle-aged woman smiled and agreed, of course there was no problem.

Zhang Xian took Zhu Jiarun's hand and walked towards his aunt's house leisurely; the car couldn't drive in, and the road was a little narrow. As for the villagers on the aunt's side, Zhang Xian doesn't know all of them, but he also knows a few families, so they naturally know Zhang Xian too.

Not only because of acquaintance, but also because it is not necessarily said how simple the folk customs are, but for some inconsequential little things, everyone is still willing to be a little more convenient with others.

"Auntie, I'm here!" As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Xian shouted loudly, "Auntie, uncle, I'm here!"

Huang Xiuan hurriedly walked out of the vegetable garden in front of the door, and Zhang Xian's uncle also walked over quickly.

"Xiaoxian is here, and Runrun is also here!"

Zhu Jiarun hurriedly said hello, polite and decent, these relatives of Zhang Xian really didn't know that Zhu Jiarun was a little indifferent in front of others, and the Zhu Jiarun they knew had always been a polite and enthusiastic child.

Huang Xiu'an didn't make tea or anything like that, because Zhang Xian didn't drink tea, and if he did, he didn't have any drinks at home.

"Xiaoxian, if you want to eat cherries, pick them yourself, they're all ripe. If you don't come again, you'll be eaten by the sparrows. ”

Hearing his aunt's words, Zhang Xian salivated and looked at the cherry tree in front of the house.

Zhang Xian's uncle immediately said, "He can't eat anything delicious now, as if Xiao Xian only thinks about these cherries at home." ”

Zhang Xian hurriedly said that he really liked it, "Uncle, I really want to get something to eat this time." Bring me some potato stalks when you go back, and I'll pick all the cherries later, and you won't eat them anyway, I'll take them all back. ”

It's changed, it's really changed, because in the past, Zhang Xian went to pick cherries by himself, and Zhang Xian's aunt and uncle didn't care. But this time, Zhang Xian's uncle took the initiative to pick cherries, and they all picked them all for Zhang Xian to take back and eat slowly......

Zhang Xian was not so delicate, and took Zhu Jiarun to pick cherries; Zhu Jiarun happily took a small scoop and prepared to load cherries, and cherries in some places could be picked with his hand. But the cherry tree is a bit big, and Zhang Xian has to climb the tree, and even Zhang Xian's uncle moved a ladder.

Seeing Zhang Xian picking cherries and stuffing them directly into his mouth, Zhu Jiarun also laughed.

Zhang Xian said that there is no disease if you don't eat cleanly, and it is also because Zhu Jiarun knows that this cherry tree has never been pesticide-used, and this is really a green and pollution-free green fruit.

Zhang Xian's uncle went to pull the potato pole, and Zhang Xian's aunt was busy making lunch.

They were all busy, but Zhang Xian whispered to Zhu Jiarun, "Runrun, my aunt cooks with heavy salt, you may not be very used to it." If I go to my sister-in-law's house, she likes to cook spicy food, and I can't bear it. ”

Zhu Jiarun immediately responded, "Then pick what you like to eat." ”

Zhang Xian immediately frowned, and was under a lot of pressure, "Don't you know, my aunt always says that I am a big-bellied man, and she knows that I eat a lot." My aunt would be unhappy if she ate less, and always brought me a big soup bowl to serve rice. Wait, we'll eat pot soup, my aunt's house is an earthen stove, there is a pot pot. ”

There has really been a change, Zhang Xian has never been a guest at his aunt's house, and there is not much difference from his own home. It's just that in the past, you had to eat at least one or two bowls of rice before you could eat pot soup, and even the old-fashioned uncle would be a little unhappy, he felt that he couldn't eat pot soup when he hadn't finished eating.

Because my uncle thinks it's a bit bad to be teasing the bottom of the pot.

But this time, I heard that Zhang Xian and Zhu Jiarun wanted to eat pot soup, so they simply served all the rice and ate pot soup first!

I have to admit that there have indeed been some changes now, which is a very realistic and practical thing; although my aunt and uncle were very good to Zhang Xian in the past, they seem to be more enthusiastic now.