"Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaves He Tiantian.

Fish play lotus leaves, fish play lotus leaves east.

Fish play lotus leaf west, fish play lotus leaf south, fish play lotus leaf north.

Who is the daughter in the depths of the lotus leaf, and throws a lotus branch with a smile across the water......"

An old man rolled up his trousers, hummed a little tune in his mouth, and propped the oars in both hands, rowing left and right.

Around the boat, five or six children, standing or sitting, with braids on their heads, singing alongside each other, holding fish baskets in their hands.

Before the boat reached the shore, the children jumped to the shore with fish baskets and said goodbye to the old man with a smile.

"Grandpa, let's go!"

"Grandpa, grandpa, we're going home!"

"Goodbye, grandpa."

"Grandpa is still going to fish tomorrow!"

"My mother's favorite fish ......"

The old man on the flat boat put down the oars and "belched" at them, and when the flat boat landed, he also strode to the shore, holding two freshly caught fish in his hands.

"See you tomorrow, boys." The old man shouted.

The children waved their hands and ran home with their baskets in hand.

As the sun sets, the morning glow reflects half of the sky and half of the lake.

The old man walked all the way back along the path at the edge of the village, and there were passers-by on the side of the road who kept greeting him.

"Old Song Tou came back so early today." Someone passed by him with a pole.

The old man smiled, "It's early today." ”

The man looked at the fish in his hand and said enviously, "These two fish are so big, they can make fresh fish soup." ”

The old man smiled again, "Not really. ”

Another woman with a cabbage in her hand saw him, and hurriedly "belched" and asked, "Uncle Song is back, our little stone has no skin today, right?" ”

"No skin, no skin." The old man was happy, "Xiaoshi has also caught a lot of fish and shrimp today, which is enough for your family to eat!" ”

"Really?" The woman suddenly smiled, "Uncle Song can still control these little children, but it's bothering you." ”

The old man waved his hand again and again, "No trouble, no trouble." ”

He walked west along the path at the edge of the village, crossed a babbling stream, reached the bottom of a hill, and then meandered up the mountain road, and soon a green watermelon field appeared in front of him.

At the end of the watermelon field, there was a house with red walls and red tiles, the house had no gate, and the old man stepped into the courtyard.

The courtyard was a three-in, three-out room, and as soon as he entered, a man who looked like a butler stepped forward and took the fish he was holding.

"The master is back." He smiled and weighed the fish in his hand, "It's a good harvest today." ”

The old man waved his hand.

"Okay, okay." Then he said, "Take this fish and make soup, and I'll go and see the watermelon and remove the weeds." ”

As he spoke, he picked up a shovel in the yard, slung it on his shoulder, and walked out.

The housekeeper hurriedly said, "The master just came back and rested first, I also watered the watermelon in the morning......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the old man had already left the courtyard.

The butler shook his head helplessly, took the fish to the kitchen and hurried out, carrying another shovel and hurriedly following.

"Haven't the two babies come back yet?" The old man gossiped with the housekeeper while pulling weeds, "This is another year, and I don't stick to the house all day long, and I still expect them to give birth to a grandchild......

After that, he shook his head again, "The boss is not a small person, I still can't sit still, I'm still more practical to hold the watermelon." ”

The housekeeper grinned and said, "Don't talk about it, the young master has sent something back." ”

The old man glanced up at him, and there was joy in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"What did you send?" He said happily, thinking about it, he was still not very happy, "It's useless to send anything, you can't send me a big fat grandson back." ”

The housekeeper said mysteriously, "Maybe so, won't you know when you go back later?" ”

"Hmph." The old man snorted, but his face was full of smiles, "I said that I came back in a year, and it's almost time to think about it." ”

……

……

The rain in the south of the Yangtze River is thin and continuous, the mountains in the distance seem to be shrouded in a hazy light gauze mantent, a black boat sails from a distance, the boatman holds a long penny, the lake is rippling, the willow trees on both sides are swaying, the penny seems to be holding up three thousand splendid paintings, and a boat comes out of the painting.

The melodious sound of the piano came from the canopy, and the gentle and lingering shallow chanting in the slightest drizzle seemed to sigh at this picturesque beauty.

The curtain was raised, and a man in a green coat stepped out of the cabin, standing on the shore with his hands in his hands, his eyes as bright as the stars in the sky.

"Boatman, how long will it take to arrive?" He asked.

The boatman held the penny, turned his head and said with a smile, "Hurry up son, there is still half an hour or so, and it will be there soon." ”

The man nodded, and was about to return to the cabin, when he saw a shadow walk out of the cabin.

He hurriedly stepped forward to hold on.

"How did you get out?" His eyes fell on her slightly bulging belly, and he asked, "Didn't you sit in the cabin?" ”

Qiu Ci pursed his lips and glanced at him coquettishly, "How can I sit in the cabin all day, such a good scenery, can't I come out to take a look?" ”

Song Yu said helplessly, "If you can, you can do it, whatever the lady says." ”

Autumn words laughed with a "flutter".

Song Yu nervously held her waist again, for fear that she would make the slightest mistake.

"Look at you." Qiu Zhi said, "What's going on with this appearance like a great enemy?" It's only been a few months. ”

"You can't say that." Song Yu said, "I heard people say that this first child is the most important, and we must take care of it, not to mention that our child is still so young, of course I have to pay attention to it." ”

Qiu Ci didn't care, "The child is in my belly, I'm not nervous, what are you nervous about." ”

"It's because you're not nervous that I'm nervous." Song Yu said as a matter of course, "In the future, he will still have my surname." ”

Qiu Ci glanced at him, "It seems that you are planning to have a mother?" ”

Song Yu hurriedly hugged her and coaxed, "How come?" I want it too, and I want it too. ”

Autumn snorted.

Song Yu smiled again, "Lady, let's go back to the cabin, it's windy here." ”

He couldn't help it, and Qiu Ci had to sit back in the cabin.

The south of the Yangtze River is like a dream, the drizzle is light, the distant mountains are lightly depicted, and the grass is still green.

Six months later.

"Ah Yuan, do you think it's better for us to have a son or a daughter in our next child?" Song Yu held his son who had just completed the moon in his hand and said happily, "Look, this child's eyes look so much like me, so handsome." ”

Qiu Ci had only gone through the labor pains of giving birth to a son a month ago, and when he heard him say this, he couldn't help but be very dissatisfied.

"If this child is born by you, I have no opinion." She pouted, "I'm not going to give birth anyway." ”

Song Yu hugged her son and approached her, the little guy just woke up, waving two little hands, and a pair of round black eyes were rolling around.

Song Yu lowered his head and rubbed his little face, and was slapped by the little guy with one hand.

"Whoa." Song Yu giggled happily, "Look, my son kisses me a lot." ”