Gu Yiwei tied a large bamboo basket to the back seat of his motorcycle, and there were a lot of tiles stacked in it, which was left over after a family in his own village built a new house and picked up the old house. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Today, his mother went to the market, and he dared to go home to get it. It's just that when he was about to leave, his mother came back, and it was another bitter persuasion to hold him, just like the previous times, and finally turned into endless disputes and crying.

After Gu Yiwei's silent father broke a bowl, he carried the basket of old tiles up the mountain. The dirt road in the mountains was narrow and bumpy, and he drove very slowly, for fear of shattering the tiles. Because of his quarrel with his mother, his brother only had time to stuff some dead grass and broken newspapers into the basket, and in a hurry, he put the handful of dried perilla he had taken home into the pads.

Gu Yiwei was irritable, and while driving, the wisp of mountain wind was hot on his cheeks, making him even more angry. At this time, he really wanted to have a speedy speed, exhaling the depression in his chest, but unfortunately, as long as he accelerated slightly, there would be a clanging sound in the bamboo basket behind him, reminding him to slow down.

He saw Xu Shuang descending on the field of Wang's house from afar, talking to an old lady with a hunched back, and driving to the bamboo forest next to Wang's house, and he could see it more clearly. The two of them stood in the middle of the field, both pointing fingers, and between them lay a large waist basket full of vegetables. Xu Shuang slumped into the slippers with large sunflowers, and the white toes contrasted sharply with the brown bamboo basket edges.

Gu Yiwei stopped. Xu Shuangchuan and the old lady blocked his way, and he could barely drive over, but these two people, who rubbed a little bit, was a troublesome matter. The motor was still spinning, and he was on one foot on the ground, expressionless, waiting quietly through the lenses of his glasses.

Xu Shuangchuan was confused by the old woman in front of him. She turned her head, smiled at Gu Yiwei, and took a few steps back to the gate, wanting to make way for Gu Yiwei. I don't want the old grandmother to rush to the basket and babble in her mouth.

The old grandmother is a half-mute person, she can't speak clearly, and she can only say one or two short sentences, which Xu Shuangchuan can't understand at all.

It is said that not long ago, Xu Shuangchuan and Wang Rui were resting at home, thinking about going to the field to pick vegetables after a while. In the past two days, before every meal, the task of picking vegetables in the field has been taken over by her. Uncle Wang and Chen Chi don't pick and choose what they eat, she will do whatever she picks. No matter what kind of vegetables she cuts into, Chen Chi can find a way to remedy it. For example, if she cuts the eggplant into triangular pieces, Chen Chi will fry the eggplant, and if she cuts it into vertical strips, Chen Chi will steam the eggplant.

Today she thought of the recipe for dinner, and said to Wang Rui: "Auntie go up, come down immediately, let's go to the field together." ”

In the interval for a while, a child came to call Wang Rui, but she was in the bathroom upstairs, and Wang Rui came up and knocked on the door: "Auntie, Yiyi asked me to get something." ”

Xu Shuangchuan didn't have time to ask clearly, Wang Rui had already run away and disappeared. She came downstairs, and called in front of the house and behind the house, and was about to go out to see, but before she could change her slippers, the old woman came and spoke to her. The old grandmother pointed in other directions, and then pointed to the basket, Xu Shuang was stunned and didn't understand.

She pondered that the old grandmother looked like a native of the village, and it was impossible to ask her for directions, besides, no matter what happened, she didn't know anything, so Xu Shuangchuan kept smiling and shaking her head.

Before Gu Yiwei came, she had already communicated with the old grandmother in a foggy manner.

Seeing Xu Shuang retreating, the old grandmother also glanced at Gu Yiwei sideways, and moved the basket to the door of Wang's house. Although she has a tough body and black hair, she is a hunchbacked old lady after all, and it feels very difficult to bow down and carry the basket in the eyes of others.

Xu Shuangchuan was a little unbearable, but she couldn't understand the old grandmother's intentions, so she took another half step back.

Gu Yiwei's car turned off, he didn't make a sound, he didn't move, he just looked like he was waiting.

The old grandmother didn't pay attention to Gu Yiwei and his car, she pointed to the basket and babbled twice to Xu Shuangchuan, seeing that Xu Shuangchuan always shook her head, bent down and picked out four or five old cucumbers from the basket, put them on the ground, looked up at Xu Shuangchuan, and pointed to the basket several times in succession.

The cucumber was taken out, and the corner of the basket was a little empty.

Xu Shuangchuan suddenly realized, she hurriedly ran into the courtyard, picked up the melon, ran to the door and handed the melon to the old grandmother, and apologized: "I'm sorry, it's your family, right?" Here you go, here you go. ”

She guessed that Uncle Qiangqiang's family was from someone who wanted to take the melon back.

The old grandmother waved her hand, and just when Xu Shuangchuan thought she had guessed wrong, she squinted her eyes and smiled, and took the melon. Xu Shuangchuan hurriedly put on a sincere smile and said one after another: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was your melon at the time, I'm sorry." ”

The old grandmother didn't say anything, squatted down and put the melon aside, pointed to the loofah in the basket, and babbled at Xu Shuang. Xu Shuangchuan didn't understand and shook his head.

The old woman picked up a handful of garlic leaves with the roots attached to them, raised her hand and shook them twice.

Xu Shuangchuan still shook his head.

The old woman gently knocked the garlic on the ground twice, shook off a little fresh soil on it, and held it up again to Xu Shuang.

"She wants to send you something." Gu Yiwei said suddenly, looking at Xu Shuang, "Or to Uncle Wang." ”

Xu Shuang turned his head to look at Gu Yiwei and asked, "Do you know her?" ”

"I don't know." Gu Yiwei explained, "I'm not from this village. ”

Xu Shuangchuan thought back to the way Grandma took things from the basket one after another, as if she was going to give them to Uncle Wang's house. She tentatively took the garlic leaf and said with a light smile: "Do you give us this leek?" ”

Gu Yiwei glanced at Xu Shuang several times in succession. Rice and wheat are not distinguished, he has seen them, leeks and seedlings are not distinguished, he has also seen a few, in fact, some squeamish girls say that they can't distinguish between them, but they can barely know a little roughly, but they are just modest, or they just want to make themselves appear weak.

He had never seen Xu Shuangchuan so indistinguishable between leeks and garlic, although the old grandmother's garlic grew thinner, but it was not to be confused.

When the old grandmother saw Xu Shuang take it, she laughed so hard that her wrinkles were piled up, babbling several times, and gently patting the cucumbers and loofahs on the ground with her hands.

Xu Shuangchuan didn't know that she was making a joke at this time, she was a real person, although she didn't know the relationship between the old grandmother and Uncle Wang's family, but since people were so sincere in sending things, she accepted them on her behalf. So he didn't shirk much, picked up the cucumber and loofah, and put it in the courtyard. "Thank you."

The old woman smiled kindly and waved at her.

When Xu Shuang returned to the gate, the old grandmother had walked several steps with her waist bent and carrying a basket.

Xu Shuangchuan suddenly remembered the green-skinned melon, the old grandmother wouldn't think it was a gift from her, she hurriedly shouted: "Grandma, grandma, you wait." ”

Grandma didn't know if it was because of her poor ears or because she was old and slow, so she didn't hear it, and walked forward. Gu Yiwei propped up the car with his feet, deviated slightly, and let the old grandmother look up at Xu Shuangxia.

Xu Shuangchuan was very embarrassed, but when she caught up with the old grandmother, she still had to be honest: "This melon belongs to someone else." ”

The old grandmother stopped, looked at Xu Shuangchuan with a smile, followed the direction of her finger, took two loofahs out, and said twice, probably thinking that Xu Shuangchuan still wanted to order more vegetables. (To be continued.) )