The soles of his feet touched a cold place, and Wu Fan woke up instantly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info explored again and found that it was a cold salt water bottle.

Because of the limited conditions in rural areas, salt water bottles are often used instead of warm water bags, filled with hot water, and heated under the bed. It's just that the brine bottle will be cold and cold when you wake up the next day, but other than that, it's still very practical.

And eighty percent of this salt water bottle was quietly put in by the mother after she fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes, there was a ticking sound outside the window.

Is it raining again?

When I opened my eyes, it was bright outside, and the snow that had turned out to be the roof was beginning to melt and drip down the eaves. This lasts until the afternoon, when the temperature drops below zero, and long ridges of ice form along the eaves, which are crunchy to bite.

Putting on new shoes and cotton clothes, Wu Fan got up and walked out of the room. Cui Yuhua was sitting at the door of the hall, soaking up the sun, crunching new clothes on the sewing machine.

"Up? Quickly wash and wash your face, there are scallion pancakes and gruel in the pot, and they are still warm. ”

Wu Fan sighed, after washing, holding gruel in one hand and scallion pancakes in the other, sitting across the door from his mother, munching on a comfortable face.

"Son, where did you get these new shoes?"

Wu Fan froze for a moment, and temporarily lied: "Rewarded in the school." ”

"Oh, the injury on your leg is not light, it doesn't look like a normal fall." Thinking about the sewing machine squeaked, Cui Yuhua said while busy: "No matter what you are busy with in school, you have to study hard." Otherwise, this year's New Year, your father will definitely not spare you! ”

This is a kind reminder, and Wu Fan is very sincere to bow down and be taught.

"Come and try it, does this down gall cotton suit fit?"

Wu Fan swallowed the last bite of scallion pancake, put down the porridge bowl and said, "Mom, this is made for me?" ”

Cui Yuhua took off his old clothes for his son, put on new cotton clothes and said: "This winter is very cold, and several families in the village have asked me to customize this kind of cotton clothes for their children. How does it feel, warm or not? ”

Wu Fan's heart is no longer a poor student looking forward to new clothes, he has seen the vigorous development and rapid change of down jackets in the new century, and has many different views on this set of down jackets made by his mother.

"Mom, warmth is warmth, and you don't have anything to say about your craft. But it's too bloated and fat to wear, and my classmates will laugh at it. ”

Wu Fan's complaint was tactful, and the current junior high school students, when they get together, will indeed wear less than anyone else. It seems that wearing less is more masculine.

It can be regarded as a strange value orientation.

Cui Yuhua said with a kind face: "Fat a little warmer, it's so cold this year, your classmates who are sunburned all day long will have chilblains sooner or later." ”

Now the young people are dressed thinly, and they are so cold in the winter that they are giggling, and the whole person looks like two rows of bones hanging two taels of fat, commonly known as tanning.

Of course, Wu Fan's complaint is not because his value orientation is dominated by this kind of self-indulgent behavior. Instead, he had an idea and thought of a good place for his mother to go after she lost her job.

"Mom, have you ever wondered if this down jacket would sell better if it was made thinner and fitted better?"

Cui Yuhua didn't want to think about it: "If you can really do that, it's good to dare to be affectionate." Now the young are desperately pursuing demeanor and not temperature. If it fits better, there will definitely be a market. But son, this down is warm, but it's too easy to run down, once it's thin and fits, this duck down goose down will definitely not take long, and it's gone. ”

Wu Fan turned out the down liner of the padded jacket and said: "If you put it in this down jacket, you won't run down?" I think there must be a way. ”

Cui Yuhua couldn't help but stop moving.

Wu Fan hit the railway while it was hot: "Also, Mom, if the down jacket can really be made thinner and better-looking, there will be more days to wear it, from early winter to late spring." Unlike this bloated padded jacket, it can only be worn for a few days before and after the New Year. ”

Cui Yuhua scolded with a smile: "If you don't like it, take it off." Look at making a winter coat for you, you still pick and choose. ”

Wu Fan hurriedly covered his clothes and said, "Mom, Mom, I like it, don't pick it." ”

"Okay, take it off, Mom is changing it for you, some things are not suitable."

Seeing that her mother was not unhappy, Wu Fan was relieved, it seemed that she was secretly concerned about the down jacket.

My mother finished cooking lunch and hurried to work.

Wu Fan is at home alone, wandering around the front and back of the house, and every grass and tree has endless heartfelt feelings.

On the neat fence, there is snow hanging on it. In the snow-covered vegetable patch, the big red-crowned rooster walks with the hens in a daunky manner.

On the edge of the haystack beside the road, the big cat cowered in the grass, lazily basking in the sun. Suddenly, a hen clucked out of the grass, and the big cat's fur stood on end. The hen that had just laid the eggs, fearless, quickly spread her wings and fluttered on the ground to fan the snowflakes.

The black dog crawled at Wu Fan's feet, and when he saw this, he quickly stood up and glanced at the eagle.

"Black long straight, squat." Wu Fan shouted.

Hei Chang wagged his tail and bent down his long, straight limbs covered with black hair, and his chin drooped on Wu Fan's new shoes, lazy and comfortable.

In the afternoon, the sun grew colder and the wind became more and more pleasant. The melted snow in the small courtyard draws the outline of a large area, and the branches in the garden are steep, and the plum blossoms are budding.

Suddenly, a Phoenix brand black bicycle rushed into the small courtyard, and the bell jingled non-stop.

"Wu Fan, when are you leaving?" Zhu Qiancheng propped himself on the ground with one foot, got out of the car, and touched his long straight head.

Wu Fan held the book in his hand, turned around and said, "Old Zhu, what time is it?" It's two o'clock, what are you doing so early? I didn't go to the evening self-study until half past five. ”

Zhu Qiancheng scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Then can I watch TV at your house, the new Water Margin is very exciting!" ”

Wu Fan shrugged and said, "The TV cabinet is locked by my father, if you can find the key, you can watch it." ”

"That's it."

"There are freshly covered persimmons on the windowsill, and I want to eat them and take them myself." Wu Fan pointed to the orange persimmons lined up in two or three rows on the windowsill.

"Hey, hey, I'll try one."

Zhu Qiancheng took a bite of half a persimmon, the rich juice flowed out of the corners of his mouth, and he praised it: "Wu Fan, your mother's craftsmanship is really not covered, this persimmon is so delicious." ”

"If you love food, you can take a few more to school." Wu Fan flipped through the textbook and said while reading.

Zhu Qiancheng was overjoyed, and immediately said in disappointment: "Forget it, if you really bring it to the dormitory, those dogs will definitely come to grab it, and I'm afraid I won't even be able to eat a bite at that time." Unlike you, who live off-campus and are pure. ”

After eating the persimmons and wiping his mouth dry, Zhu Qiancheng looked at Wu Fan with a serious look and said, "Have you heard, several people in the class are waiting for the final exam and stepping on your position." ”