Chapter 8: The Souls of the Dead
Zhang Zhaohua, who got up in the morning, cleaned the house, fed the chickens, fed the silkworms, and picked vegetables as usual. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The family gathered around the table to eat, Xiaobao was sleepy-eyed, and the fragrance of carrot pancakes could not make him sober, and he didn't know if it was deliberate, when he ate, he clicked his mouth, and there were words in his mouth, and if he listened carefully, he said something like "fried dough sticks".
Of course, what he said is not ordinary fritter baked cakes, it is the snail turn baked cake and sweet oil ghost fritters sold in the county, the snail turn to the sweet oil ghost is a new way to eat, it is said to break the snail turn, sandwich the sweet oil ghost, press it with your hand, there is a crisp sound of gaba, because this sweet oil ghost will be broken, this sound is very interesting, some people love to listen to this sound.
There are a few shops in the county town that specialize in selling breakfast, but not many people can afford to eat, and even the tolerance soap is only a few days before re-visiting, and these shops that buy breakfast do not seem to be for the purpose of attracting customers to make signs, which is completely different from the outside stall selling breakfast, like the difference between wearing shoes and bare feet.
The last time they went to the city, they ate this kind of fried cake fritters at the stall, which is said to be exactly the same as the one sold in the shop, and the cooking pans are placed on the sidewalk, and next to it is a bulging bag of flour, like a sandbag, this bag is tightly tied, it is said that because people are afraid that people will see that it is not pure white noodles, but also to prevent the rats on the ground from jumping into the noodle bag to steal food.
Look at the man who makes baked cakes and deep-fried fritters, he is like an oil seller, covered in oil, and it seems that he can pinch out a handful of oil by rubbing it, but the oil he uses to fry things is indeed fragrant, and it is so fragrant that people who can smell it can't help but come to his stall to have a look.
Zhang Zhaohua naturally didn't dare to eat this kind of oil, but it was obvious that Xiaobao liked it very much, and he never forgot it after eating it, and it was still the reason for the big oil, which child didn't eat the oil goods, and he only fried it once during the New Year's Festival, and he had to get up early to make baked cakes, which was really troublesome.
Everyone didn't hear it, and Xiaobao lowered his head sullenly and drank porridge.
After eating, Zhang Chang and Zheng took the cow to the field, now this cow is the treasure of the family, ploughing, car or something is too convenient, like other families are manpower to harrow the land, their own has a ploughing cow, more than 150 acres of land, faster than other people's 40 acres of land. There are also those who borrow cattle to plow the land, but unfortunately Zhang Chang cherishes the cattle more, and he is afraid that the cattle will be tired, so he resolutely does not lend them.
Zhang Zhaohua practiced in the house for a while, and when he opened the window, he saw that Xiaobao, who had been released not long ago, came back unhappy, it turned out that he was playing with a group of children in the village, others had short legs and couldn't keep up with others.
Zhang Zhaohua really couldn't help laughing, but if he smiled, it seemed to hurt his heart a little, so he wanted to go over and hug him. It's a pity that Xiaobao twisted around, pointed to the black lump on his ass and legs and pouted, "Dirty-"
This child is not like other children in the village, who wallow in the mud every day, he is a person who feels uncomfortable when he is covered in dust, which is similar to Zhang Zhaohua. Seeing that he looked very cramped, Zhang Zhaohua went to boil water under the stove and bathed him.
"You're just like this for a while," Zhang Zhaohua asked, "where can you run to play, can you be dirty like this?"
"Ditch head," Xiaobao said, "digging earthworms, they said that if you want to dig rough, you have to go to the deep water." ”
"Then don't dig with them next time," Zhang Zhaohua said: "Although the water at the head of the ditch is not deep, you are short, and the water on other people's knees will flood to the same place as your neck." ”
Bathing a four- or five-year-old child is a bit of a tedious experience. If he was two or three years old, Xiaobao was still afraid of the honey locust water flowing into his eyes, and he dodged left and right in the huge bathtub, but he was always caught by Zhang Zhaohua and wiped a lot of foam on his face. At that time, Xiaobao was also very afraid of itching, the armpits were afraid of itching, the belly was also afraid of itching, the bottom of the neck was afraid of itching, and the heart of the feet was especially afraid of itching.
But now Xiaobao, when Zhang Zhaohua goes to tease again, he can already splash water, always splashing the water, and he won't listen to what he says, Zhang Zhaohua is often half-penetrated by the water, and finally lost his temper, which finally made him stop for a long time.
This time it was obediently washed, Zhang Zhaohua put on a belly pocket and pants for him, and hugged him and stuffed it on his bed. However, his hand inadvertently slid over the pillow, revealing a secret.
She lifted the pillow and looked, and sure enough, there was a lot of colorful candy.
"I ate so much sugar yesterday," Zhang Zhaohua snorted: "It turns out that there is still a private collection - Xiaobao, are you itchy skin, forget how many times I said, eating sugar will break your teeth, there are insects that burrow into your teeth, and in the end, your teeth will fall out, and you can't eat anything!"
This candy is actually a candy, it is the candy that Fang Fang of the Zhang Qin family next door married yesterday, Fang Fang is two years older than Zhang Zhaohua, and finally married out in the seventeen-year-old flower season, but the marriage is not far away, it is a family in Lijia Village.
Yesterday was the day of greeting relatives, and after a day of trouble, it did not stop at night, because most of the farmhouse houses had unstable grate walls, and the doors and windows were not strict, so the neighbors could communicate with each other. Last night, the sound of drinking and playing in Fangfang's house has not stopped, and there is still the sound of drinking on the fourth watch, I don't know how Zhang Qin's family entertained this group of drunks, but Zhang Zhaohua guessed that it was about to boil a pot of soup, because across the courtyard wall, Zhang Zhaohua heard the sound of snorting and sucking soup.
Fangfang's marriage seems to have hit Zhang Zhaohua's heart again, reminding her that her future path is actually a choice.
Yesterday, when drinking the wedding wine, the Wang family met Mrs. Fan, and the two muttered for a long time, Zhang Zhaohua didn't have to think about it to know that they were talking about their marriage. Now Fan's matchmaker's career is getting bigger and bigger, two years ago, the most successful thing was to tell the county Cheng matchmaker, and asked for a stepwife, after this family affair was completed, the county Cheng sent a lot of money to her family. This makes Fan Matchmaker even more famous, and when she meets people, she sings with herself, and she must attract everyone to praise in unison.
As far as Zhang Zhaohua knows, the step-wife of the county is the Ding family, because the bucket to get water was seen by the passing county Cheng, at that time the first lady had been gone for a year, and the county Cheng proposed that there was no pressure, and only the Fan family was responsible for the wedding in the ten miles and eight townships, and the matchmaker in the city was not applicable, so the county Cheng recruited the Fan family, and the Fan family was naturally overjoyed, and he successfully completed this family business.
Just when Zhang Zhaohua was about to have a showdown with the Wang family today, the door was smashed, "Is Aunt Zhang here, I'm rooted, open the door quickly!"
Zhang Ligen is a native of the village, after the first lunar month, he and Zhang Qi went to the city to repair the warehouse, come back at this time, is the construction period expired - Zhang Zhaohua hurriedly opened the door and invited him in, Wang also got down from the loom, seeing his panicked appearance Before he could ask, he heard Zhang Ligen say: "Your second boy has an accident! I don't know what big trouble he caused, he was detained in Kaifeng City, Brother Qi has gone to Kaifeng, let me come back to report the news, let you not panic, just wait for the letter at home." ”
Wang and Zhang Zhaohua were both frightened like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and hurriedly dragged him and asked, "What happened to Brother Sheng'er? Why do you want to detain him!"
"Now my eyes are dark, I don't know anything," Zhang Ligen said: "But it should have nothing to do with the caravan, Brother Qi said that Brother Sheng'er's subordinates were all in the city and didn't go out, so Brother Sheng'er went to Kaifeng alone, I don't know what to do, what law was committed before being arrested." ”
This man left in a hurry after reporting the letter, his work period was not yet complete, and he could be regarded as sneaking back, and he had to go back to the city immediately, leaving only the frightened mother and daughter, who were at a loss for what to do.