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"Aunt・・・・・・" Baozhu was at a loss, she was not familiar with her aunt, and she also heard her mother mention that there was only one relative in the family, Baozhu's eyes were suddenly sour, and she was a little sad and sour for no reason.

Mrs. Sun went out and called a rickshaw or two, and the only rattan box was placed on the step, Minzhen didn't speak, and Yang Yang leaned on the seat.

She could see her mother's concern and questions, and she could tell how to speak.

The aunt casually talked nonsense, which damaged Minzhen's reputation. Mrs. Sun, who has always adhered to the principle of not arguing with others, even quarreled with her aunt, completely disregarding her face. In the past, she used to talk about it, and the family was such a relative.

If she knew about those experiences, Minzhen shivered, but she was afraid that her mother would not survive. How could she bear to let her mother tremble and be powerless in pain.

Give someone one joy, the joy will not be halved, and there will be two happy people in this world. Break one pain, one half, and the pain will not decrease, but even double.

When Minzhen thought that her mother knew, between the two of them raised their hands, their eyes would change in embarrassment, and after tearing the wound open and crushing it over and over again, they were still powerless to be sad.

She decided to keep things hidden, and there was more than one way to make a living, and there was more than one trading company・・・・・・

Mrs. Sun couldn't help but sigh softly, Minzhen was also sad. Although the girl's eyes were closed, her brows were still tightly wrinkled, and she was not asleep at all.

Feeling her mother's gaze, Minzhen opened her eyes, turned her head and smiled slightly: "Mom." ”

"Hey!"

Minzhen's relieved smile melted the ice and snow in Mrs. Sun's heart, like a round of warm sun, and the lives of their mother and daughter finally cleared the dark clouds and saw the sun.

"Mom, Baozhu took me to see the Gongjiang River, is there still a desert, but unfortunately I didn't go to see it this time, let's come back next time, okay?" Minzhen, who figured it out, knew that her mother said that she didn't care, and she must be uncomfortable with her aunt if she was so stiff, and began to tease her to talk.

"Thick field desert." Mrs. Sun's tone was full of nostalgia: "At that time, your grandmother had to raise two children by herself, and she could only keep looking for things to do outside, and she couldn't tell the experience of taking care of the children. Your uncle is three years older than me, and your grandmother must have repeatedly told him to take good care of his sister every time he goes out. He often took me to the Atsuda Desert to play. ”

There is a desert in the water town, which is very rare, although the scope is not large, but for the children of Yingtan, it carries the memory of almost every cheerful afternoon.

The Atsuta Desert appears the most often in her mother's chatter, repeating it over and over again. Even Minzhen can easily tell a few interesting things. My uncle likes to play with boys of the same age, and my mother is a girl, who is three years younger, and in the eyes of my young uncle, she must be an out-and-out oil bottle. But I didn't take it, and when my grandmother came home, she found that what was waiting for my uncle was 'fried meat with bamboo shoots' (that is, being spanked by bamboo sticks), and it was a strange trick in desperation.

For example, dig a sand pit, let the mother squat in it, and coax her to hide it and wait to come back to her. Then my uncle went to play with his friends with peace of mind. The mother waited in the sand pit for an afternoon, and finally fell asleep, and was found by the finished grandmother and carried home.

For example, my uncle would draw a sand circle to scare my mother into standing in it and not be allowed to come out, and put a few green fruits on it as encouragement.

The mother recounted the old things with relish, the naughty uncle when she was young, the ignorant mother, the stern appearance and the loving grandmother in the heart, little by little in the mother's story vividly resurfaced in Minzhen's mind.

Mrs. Sun's memories of the Atsuta Desert are full of happy memories.

"Alas, we don't have a desert here." The master who pulled the cart looked old.

"It turns out that these are farmland, and your grandmother used to talk about it at that time, and our family's fields." Mrs. Sun remembered that when she was a child, her mother used to talk about it. God is not merciful, if those fields were still there, the son could also be sent to the school, and the daughter would not have to fill in new clothes and look forward to the New Year.

It shouldn't have been farmland at the earliest, but when Min-jeong was in school, a gentleman who taught modern history said about it. Grandma's house should have been a wide river and a lake at the earliest, and it was the most rich land of fish and rice.

"Tsk..."The master who pulled the car, now thinking about it, has had a dream with Suddenly all these years: "Hey, at that time, our Yingtan people lived a fairy-like life." When he said that, he didn't feel clear enough, "There are no two helpers in that house, and they are embarrassed to go out to play cards."

It is said that the hero does not mention the courage of the year, that is because the hero has a better life, for the master who pulls the car now, almost every outsider who has done his car has heard the Yingtan in his mouth.

"Alas, the braided army of the north is very powerful." The driver still has a kinship when he says it, "At that time, if the iron hooves of the Qing Dynasty went south, it must be a different situation now. Hey, Lafayette doesn't care about us, as soon as you send the army to the south, she'll stop."

Minzhen listened to the master's words interestingly, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. The Empress Dowager Cixi ignored the common people and asked for peace. When he came, he sighed: "It's still right what our ancestors said, 'The girls are in charge, and the house collapses'."

"Poof......" The slang said, Minzhen was drinking water, she couldn't hold back her breath, and coughed: "Ahem, cough, cough... Ahem..."

"Ouch, you can slow down." The driver glanced back at Minzhen, and his tone was very exaggerated: "Hey, this little girl is not convinced, yes or no?" As he spoke, he put out a free hand, pointed to the mountain not far away, and said, "This is not my nonsense, do you see?" That mountain is now called Strange Stone Ridge, and when we were children, it was called Meihuapo, so I remember that every year in April and May, the golden rape fields under the mountain are full of red and bright plum trees, I don't know how beautiful it is."

"And guess what?" The cart puller didn't give people a chance to guess at all, pursed the corners of his mouth, and continued with a chattering spirit: "I don't remember how clearly, it was only a few years of dividing the fields, and I just had a good life. It's a big flood."

It seems that when I think about it, it is still full of incredibleness, and the tone suddenly rises: "The Gongjiang River rushed into the county after the Song City Wall, and the black gauze hat of the county lord at that time floated down the street. Later, the rape field was gone, and the roots of the plum tree were also washed away, and all that was intercepted was a pile of rotten stones that came from nowhere, so it was renamed Strange Stone Ridge. ”