Mom often said that Yang Xiaobei was the one that the grandmother brought the most, but she went before she could be sensible. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info so every Qingming Festival, when waiting for the New Year to go to the grave, my mother always asked Yang Xiaobei to give her wife a few more heads. said that the wife didn't enjoy the blessings of her great-granddaughter, so she had to kowtow a few more! Every time, Yang Xiaobei also honestly snorted with gratitude. She never imagined that one day she would be able to clearly see every wrinkle on the woman's face and see the loving smile she showed to the children......

"Too ...... Mother-in-law," Yang Xiaobei unconsciously shouted with her mother. The grandmother hugged her eldest granddaughter who was coquettish in her arms, and when she heard that she brought back this girl was also called her mother-in-law, her old face was wrinkled into a beautiful flower with a smile. "Ouch, whose baby is this? Hurry up, get home! "The wife has never been patriarchal, and she is the rarest female doll. So I love my eldest granddaughter the most at home, even if she is married, she still loves the house and Wu, and I like the eldest great-granddaughter the most. Seeing such a sensible girl, she smiled so much that she couldn't see her eyes, and complained to her eldest granddaughter, "Look at you, you don't say hello when you bring guests back!" What are you doing at the door? ”

Yi Huifen shook the big braid on her chest and said mischievously, "Mother-in-law! This is Han Jiachong's Yang Xiaobei! It's my sister now, go back to our own house, and still need to say hello? As he spoke, he took Xiaobei by his arms and walked into the hall with his mother-in-law.

Grandma is still busy in the kitchen, so she should have cooked later, and the family will not start the meal until her mother comes back. 3 small ones ran out of the back room on a rampage, aren't they aunts and uncles? The youngest brother-in-law is only seven or eight years old at this time—he is ten years older than Yang Xiaobei. There were two yellow dragons hanging under the nose, and the younger uncle twitched and complained to the eldest sister; "Sister Fen! They bullied me again! “

My brother-in-law is too young, and he is a boy. The two aunts belong to the same country, and they don't like to take him to play. It's just that my brother-in-law is the most sticky of the two of them, so he is staging a scene of chasing me and hiding all day long. The two sisters were blamed by the adults, and they didn't like him more and more, and the result was that they waited for the eldest sister to come back every day, and they rushed to complain about the complaints, and the complaints were not lively.

The two uncles are adults, and they don't have time to talk to their children, so every time the mother comes forward to make their own decisions and adjust the conflict. But not today, there are guests arriving at home today, and she is a "good sister" that Yi Huifen attaches great importance to, so the children's demands have been ruthlessly suppressed. Simply and rudely dismissed them, Yang Xiaobei was solemnly taken by her mother to introduce her parents, her grandparents.

My grandfather never worked, and his ten fingers didn't touch the spring water, and he was talking about him. In the old society, he was the eldest young master who did not distinguish between grains and grains. Later, when the commune was established, they all had to work together, and he was also assigned to do work such as herding cattle and feeding pigs. There's no way, what can't you do, you just read books and read feng shui. No one embarrassed him, and they all tacitly let him do some light work and mess around. Feng Shui is very important in the countryside, which is a kind of reverence for nature and ancestors, and no matter how arrogant and inferior people are, they must compromise in the face of this power. And for a capable person like Mr. Yi, every family has a time to beg him.

It's getting late and the temperature is dropping. A warm fire was lit early in the stove room. Outsider is sitting comfortably by the fire, reading a thread-bound book by the light of the fire and the light. Yang Xiaobei and the others came in, he raised his head and took a look, and only when he saw that a guest put down the book in his hand. Looking at the posture, if it weren't for Yang Xiaobei coming over, he would have to forget to sleep and eat again. Grandma was also good-tempered, so she helped him warm the food until he was tired and hungry, and then brought it out to serve his grandfather to eat.

"Daddy! This is my newly recognized sister, Yang Xiaobei of Han Jiachong! Look at it, the water spirit! "Other people's families are strict fathers and mothers, but the Yi family is in turn loving fathers and strict mothers. Grandpa's temper is really good, Yang Xiaobei has never seen him lose his temper, and his grandfather are two extremes. Yi Huifen also talked to his father very casually, a bit like a father-son relationship like a friend in later generations. Grandma is more serious about her children - there is no way, grandpa is going to spoil the children, she doesn't take it anymore, the children will go to heaven.

Mr. Yi greeted Yang Xiaobei gently, he is Mr. Feng Shui, who specializes in choosing a place in Kanxue, and has nothing to do with the fortune teller. Of course, there will not be a bloody plot like written in the novel, where the master knows at a glance that the pig's feet are two worlds. He just felt from the countless experiences of knowing people that this little girl arrived at their house, as if she had arrived at his own home, and had an inexplicable sense of intimacy with his own family. He thought that the eldest daughter still had a bit of wisdom, and the girl she brought back was very suitable for her own aura......

I hurriedly said hello to my grandfather and was taken to the stove again. Grandma was just busy and ready to wash her hands and greet everyone to eat. She had already known from the babbling children that there were guests coming, and when she saw Yi Huifen bringing people over, she complained, "You Nizi is so unsinkable!" What do you do when you bring guests to the stove? Light smoke! On the other hand, he greeted Yang Xiaobei warmly, "Rare guest!" Rare guests! “

Only the most traditional and old-fashioned old people will use this sentence to greet guests who come to the door for the first time. Young people don't think of that. Originally, Yang Xiaobei was still sighing at such a young grandmother, but when she heard her grandmother talking to herself like this, she couldn't help laughing, "It's not rare!" …… I'll be visiting your house more often in the future! Yang Xiaobei said honestly and unceremoniously, this is the second home in her mind, and it is strange to be polite! As long as people don't dislike her, she's too polite!

Aunt Yi likes hearty and generous children the most, and she was very happy to see the little guest say this. The stove room was dim and there was a lot of smoke, and she only saw the girl's appearance clearly when she walked into the hall. No wonder Fenzi introduced and showed off to everyone like a treasure, although the long logo was delicate, the important thing is that Aunt Yi felt that this child looked a little bit like the Yi family. The first time I came to the door, I didn't squirm, I was generous, I smiled with everyone, and I was very affectionate. She also fell in love with this little girl instantly, and sternly declined her move to go into the kitchen to help, and beckoned Yi Huifen to serve the meal, it was already late, everyone was hungry, start eating!

Finally ate her grandmother's love dinner again, Yang Xiaobei was so moved that she burst into tears, and she had the urge to stay at her grandmother's house and not leave. The rice was white rice, and my mother said that only in the most difficult famine years did their family eat a few meals of multigrain rice. There is still meat in the dish, and there is enough oil and water, so that Yang Xiaobei, who is losing weight due to the lack of clear soup and water during this time, eats happily. Alas! That's what life is called! In stark contrast, the Yang family is really happy in the bitter, remembering the bitter and sweet, and eating the bitter in the bitter, so that they are the masters......

Well, don't explain, one word, poor!