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Most southerners love plums, and the fresh bayberry is soaked in salt water, and it is very light and light, even if it has only been eaten, it is also a good pastime. It's a pity that, in the words of Father John in the church, 'there are always exceptions to everything', even if you taste the juicy plums, you can't resist the rainy weather for almost a whole month!

Mrs. Liu is an idle person, and she comes to the place where the singing hall is held early after dinner. It's not a festival at the moment, there is no troupe here, but the people who live in the neighborhood are used to coming to sit after dinner.

It happened to be a wet day, and it was still raining outside. The people who usually come out to grind their teeth were blocked by the rain in their respective homes, and their daughter Baozhu snuggled up to them, twisting their two braids, staring at the singing stage in a daze.

"Go, invite your aunt to come and talk." Mrs. Liu has lived in Yingtan all her life, even if Zhenjiang City is across the river, it is a place that she has never been to. This is not Mrs. Gu, who has not been in contact for a long time, came back from the city, and happened to be idle, so I remembered that this is not a ready-made person to talk to!

If it was raining outside, Mrs. Liu would definitely not be able to summon the jewel. But right now, this person was also thinking about the cousin's full box of clothes from the city, his eyes rolled, and he answered sweetly, and actually got up and went out.

Southerners are meticulous in their bones, but they live extraordinarily freewheelingly. Take the orientation of the house as an example, compared to the north, most of them sit in the north and face south, and the similar families are in order, standing on the street will be able to see the alleys clearly, horizontal rows, vertical pairs. The houses in Yingtan are different, the Zhang family likes to face south, and the doors and windows are facing south. The owner of the Li family likes the west side, and the doors and windows are facing the west. I can't say that there are people who like the northeast and southwest, in short, the house is that each family has its own saying. Therefore, an alley is not only nine curves, but a longer one, even eighteen bends, maybe you can make it up.

"I'm annoying to death, and no one has repaired the broken road, and I've splashed mud on people's shoes." Baozhu held a bamboo umbrella in one hand and a skirt in the other, and walked cautiously on the bluestone road. Yingtan perennial rain continues, even November and February are also rainy and continuous, although the old alleys are still paved with bluestone slabs, but the perennial rain washes, these bluestone slabs are a small trap now. No one can say which piece has been loosened by the rain, and if you step on one end, a puddle of muddy water will surely appear on the side.

"Humph! They're all bad people! Mrs. Liu looked at the back of her daughter in the rain, and couldn't help laughing at herself: "Mrs. Gu's widow is unemployed and takes a girl, and the dead ghosts in the family have left us two early, the men of the old Liu family, a nest of short-lived ghosts." ”

There are no outsiders at the moment, but the old neighbors all know the situation of the Liu family. Since she has been fighting all her life, Mrs. Liu has raised her two children alone. Finally, the girl grew up, looked quiet and delicate, and married a talent from the Qing Dynasty. It's a pity that life is not good, and the law has changed in a few years, and there is no such thing as showing off talent and lifting people. But it's just a gentleman, and even more so, this gentleman only knows how to read, which hurts his foundation, but fortunately, he can be regarded as a good way to go, and he also leaves some property for orphans and widows to live. And the remaining sons of the Liu family have been strong since childhood, and it is strange to say that Mrs. Liu married in less than two years before she gave birth to a girl Baozhu, and before she saw the son of the heir, the man of the Liu family was also sick.

Baozhu walked around a stall of scallion oil and fruit, and subconsciously touched the change in his pocket. "It's a pity, it's raining, and I can't eat a scallion and oil fruit."

Mrs. Liu is such a girl, and she often gives her money. Orbs can often be bought with flowers and bracelets to wear. However, most of the loose money is still used to buy snacks to eat, and this green onion and oil fruit is one of Baozhu's favorite things - sweet, crispy, and mainly inexpensive. It's a pity that I can't eat it today, and the little brother who set up the stall must have gone to hide from the rain, and the grass curtain covers the whole stall tightly, so it doesn't look like I'm coming, but fortunately, I'm home.

The south is hot and humid, and the houses in the countryside are two-storey, and there are no walls. Put some sundries on the first floor, and people live on the second floor.

Baozhu entered the door and collected the bamboo umbrella, put it in the basin on the side, and stomped the stagnant water on his feet before going upstairs.

"Ah??????h

"There's a nerve problem, Mom. Scared (ha) scared (ha) to death. Orb was startled and frowned and complained. This cousin Minzhen fell ill when she came, and Mrs. Gu explained that she was weak, and Mrs. Liu was afraid that she would pass it on to Baozhu, so she repeatedly told Baozhu that she was okay and was not allowed to go to the patient.

"Minzhen, Minzhen???" Mrs. Sun stayed in the house, and when she heard her daughter's cry, her heart was about to be raised.

With such a sound, Sun Minzhen herself also came to her senses. With a pale face and beads of sweat, he comforted Mrs. Sun: "It's okay, Mom, I'm fine." As he spoke, he sat up slowly and explained, "It's just a nightmare." Mom, I'm thirsty. ”

Mrs. Sun is also a woman who has no opinions, and when she hears her daughter's thirst, she can't help but ask what kind of nightmare scared a good child like this. He turned around and poured a glass of water, wiped the cold cup, frowned and said, "You are sick, you can't drink cold water." Niu Niu waited, Mom brought you a hot one. ”

When Mr. Sun was alive, he named his daughter the word 'Minzhen', hoping that the children of the Sun family would be sensitive and studious, and that women were still beautiful in chastity. and took a homely nickname - 'Niu Niu'.

Since Mr. Sun's death, Mrs. Sun has never called her daughter by her nickname again. On the one hand, he really told himself and his daughter that her husband died, and the remaining two people in the family had no children, so they had to snuggle up to each other. Moreover, when you listen to familiar names, you will inevitably think of your old friend. Now he is shouting the old name again, which must be bluffing.

Seeing Mrs. Sun walk out of the door, Minzhen couldn't help but grab the quilt with both hands, buried her head between her legs, and sobbed suppressedly: "Admit it??? Promise??? Woowoo??? I??? What am I going to do??? Woowoo??? Promise???"

Mrs. Sun came back with water, and when she heard her daughter whimpering and saying 'admitted', she felt light in her heart and confirmed her guess.