Song Mocheng's vacation this time is a bit long, and he won't return to the army until after fifteen, but he just doesn't know where he will be assigned this time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the second year of junior high school, Yao Zhutao prepared things early, and after breakfast, he asked He Yang and Su Qiaoqiao to go back to their parents' house, while Song Mocheng and He Yue had nothing to do, so they thought about playing cards on the kang in the house.

It is to use playing cards to catch bamboo leaves, you play a card and then the other party plays a card, if the same opponent can eat you, and finally whoever has less cards in his hand will lose.

He Yue always played tricks, and when he saw Song Mocheng win, he regretted it, and for a while, there was constant laughter and laughter on the kang.

"Ink City...... Mocheng. ”

Old Man Xu's voice.

"Master, why are you here?" Song Mocheng smiled and put on his shoes, but saw Zhou Jijun behind Old Man Xu, "You are not at home for the New Year, what are you doing here for the New Year?" ”

The smile on Song Mocheng's face was gone, and he said ruffianly, "It won't be a New Year's gift for us, right?" It's too late. ”

"What's that...... Mocheng, I'm here to pick you up and go home for the New Year. Zhou Jijun laughed embarrassedly twice, "You see that you are also worthy of the old man to finish the first year of junior high school, should we go back?" ”

"You go back, I'll go back to the army directly when the holiday comes." Song Mocheng said lazily, "I won't toss back and forth, lest it be inconvenient to go back." ”

"What are you talking about?" Old Man Xu reprimanded with a dark face, "That's your home, what's inconvenient?" ”

But since Qiu Xinlan moved in, there has been no shadow of ****** in that home, and it is no longer his home. Song Mocheng was silent and did not answer Old Man Xu's words.

This stinky temper!

Old Man Xu scolded in his heart, although Song Liangyu had reservations about remarrying his daughter less than two years after she died, but in the end, Song Liangyu is Song Mocheng's father, so don't make the relationship too stiff.

"I'm not going." Song Mocheng took off his shoes and sat on the kang again, "Master, you also come up, let's play cards." ”

"That Mocheng, since you have most people come to pick you up, you can go back." Yao Zhutao got off the kang and pushed He Yue again, meaning that she should follow suit.

But as long as He Yue thought of Song Mocheng's appearance when he had just returned from the army, and the uncomfortable squatting on the ground on the mountain that day, she couldn't open her mouth for this persuasion.

She can understand Song Mocheng's feelings, if it were her, she probably wouldn't forgive her greatly.

"Alas...... Why are you so stubborn? Old Man Xu sighed, "That's it, let Secretary Zhou stay at home for one night today, people come from afar, you can't let him run back, you will pack up your things and leave tomorrow morning after breakfast." ”

"Okay, this matter is settled, don't say anything and listen to the master. Yes? Old Man Xu put his hands behind his back, "I'll take Xiao Zhou home first, and you can continue to play cards." ”

It's just that who's in the mood to play anymore at the moment?

After the people left, He Xiangxia hurriedly pulled Wei Peng and He Yu down, "I'll lead them to my house to play for a while." "Give them the space to speak.

"Aunt Yao, I ......" Song Mocheng wanted to explain something, but he didn't know what to say?

"Aunt knows, maybe you have a lot of trouble." Yao Zhutao sighed, "I heard that the woman brought two children over?" You always have to go back and have a look, after all, your mom is still there. ”

As soon as Yao Zhutao said this, Song Mocheng nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to Aunt Yao." ”

He originally wanted to go back early when the holiday was approaching and put incense on his mother's grave, but now it seems that it is better to leave early, otherwise Zhou Jijun will definitely not leave this time.

He's going to be here, and the two families are going to have a bad year.

"Brother Cheng," He Yue said to him with a smile, "Let's go steam steamed buns, don't you like steamed buns?" Tomorrow you will take it to eat on the road when you leave. ”

"Okay."

Song Mocheng remembered that He Yue's family made dumplings on the afternoon of the 29th, he was not very good at making dumplings, so he had to follow the learning, but he squeezed too hard, and his stomach was broken, He Yue's small fingers patched the holes one by one, and comforted him while mending them, "It's okay, you will definitely not leak if you make buns like this." ”

Now she probably saw that she was in a bad mood and wanted to find something for him to do.

"Okay." Song Mocheng smiled and nodded, the little girl is always so careful, for fear that he will be angry in his heart, Song Mocheng thinks about it like this, and the idea in his heart is much less uncomfortable.

As a result, not only did he wrap buns, but Yao Zhutao also specially made dumplings for Song Mocheng, and when He Yang and Su Qiaoqiao came back, knowing that Song Mocheng was leaving, He Yang looked at him in surprise.

Didn't you say that you would wait until after the fifteenth day to go back?

They also made an appointment on the fifteenth, and took He Yue and Su Qiaoqiao to the county seat to watch the social fire.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month of this year, there will be social fire performances in Qinzhong County, which are organized in various villages, and when they go to the county town on the fifteenth day, this is something that has not been done for many years.

He Yue and they are looking forward to it, this is the first time they have seen the social fire.

He Yang didn't ask, since he decided to leave, there must be a reason, he washed his hands and helped pack the buns together, "Maybe there will be a social fire next year, you save up all your leave, and we'll go again when you come back." ”

It was uncomfortable just now, Song Mocheng really forgot about this matter, "It's okay, maybe I'll be back in a few days." ”

If he doesn't have a good time there, he will never be wronged.

Early the next morning, He Yue and Yao Zhutao cooked a pot of dumplings for Song Mocheng, and heated the sauerkraut buns steamed the day before, put them in a clean bag, wrapped them in He Yu's small cotton vest and put them in the car, so that it shouldn't be too cold to eat at mid-noon.

"Be careful when driving on the road, don't worry." Yao Zhutao advised.

"Brother Cheng, I have filled your kettle with water for you, and there is a bag for you to hold, here are a few pairs of socks and knee pads I made for you, if it is cold when standing guard in the army, you can put on knee pads."

It was sewn with new cotton that she had changed, and she originally wanted to give it to Song Mocheng when he left on the fifteenth day.

"Ya'er, be obedient and protect yourself." Song Mocheng whispered to her, "Especially those He Juan and Xu Wenshan, they must still have a grudge in their hearts last time, you should pay more attention when I leave." Don't be left alone on weekdays. ”

"Also, if you come home from school, you must come back with you, otherwise He Yang will pick you up."

Song Mocheng said for a long time, until Zhou Jijun came over and urged him twice, and if he didn't leave, he would have to stay for lunch, so Song Mocheng got into the jeep.

On the reversing mirror, I saw the little girl running a few steps forward, stopping again, and waving at her.

Song Mocheng smiled in the mirror.

Ya'er, wait for my brother to come back. (To be continued.) )