At the beginning of spring, Ran'er wrote a letter to her uncle, firstly expressing regret that she couldn't go to marry her cousin in person, but asking when her grandmother would come. However, since the letter was sent, I have not received a letter from my uncle.

By mid-April, the chicks had bought another hundred, and the ducks had bought twenty. The twenty acres of vacant land on the edge of the bamboo forest, under the coordination of the village chief, Ran'er and Qinghua bought all twenty taels of silver. The pond was enlarged, and now the whole area of the pond is four and a half acres.

The path by the stream, with the consent of the village chief, was also moved to the back of the mother's grave, and Ran'er and Qinglian asked someone to fence off the entire place that belonged to them. Two hundred chickens were kept free-roaming. In the bamboo forest and the pond, a kennel was built for Rhubarb and Xiao Hei to guard. Grandpa Tuo Li brought a puppy from the village again and kept it in a small courtyard of a thatched hut and a tiled house.

"Lian'er, do you think we should build a few more houses? If my grandfather and grandmother came, I am afraid that the current house will not be enough to live in. ”

"Then let's get up, but where are we going to start? There is no place here in the small courtyard. ”

"How's the vacant land you just bought?"

"It's good, it's just that the space is a little empty."

"Then let's just build a few more houses, won't it be empty?"

"Okay, anyway, we have enough money to afford a few more houses."

After the sisters discussed, they found Zhang Dazhu and said that they wanted to build a few more houses in the open space by the bamboo forest. Zhang Dazhu said:

"The wheat harvest will be at the end of the month, and now you can prepare the materials in advance, and when the wheat is harvested, the rice is planted, and it is the free time, when you can start building houses."

So, Ran'er handed Zhang Dazhu some money and asked him to order bricks, tiles, wood and other materials needed to build a house.

Seeing that the wheat harvest season was approaching, Ran'er and Qinglian still didn't expect to come to their grandparents, nor did they receive a reply from their uncle. I couldn't help but start worrying about visiting Yao Shuangcheng's grandfather in Cannes at the end of last autumn. On the morning of April 23, before the two sisters got up, they heard the magpie crying vigorously in the bamboo forest behind the house. Qinglian couldn't help but say to Ran'er:

"Sister, listen, the magpie is so lively. Is my grandparents coming today? ”

"yes, I've never heard a magpie cry so loudly."

After the sisters got up, they thought about their grandparents in their hearts, and they were clueless all morning. From time to time, I visited in the direction of Xia Village. After lunch, Zhang Dazhu was already preparing for the wheat harvest. Ran Er Qinglian and Xiaoyu came to the pavilion by the pond to read and practice calligraphy to be a female celebrity. Suddenly, the three of them were startled by the cries of Xiao Hei and Big Rhubarb. Looking up, I saw a horse-drawn carriage coming from the direction of Xia Village, just turning the foot of the mountain. Qinglian reacted the fastest, threw down the book in her hand, and shouted while running towards the carriage:

"It must be my grandparents here."

Ran Er and Xiao Yu followed behind Qinglian, and just came to the gate of the fence courtyard, the carriage also arrived. Sure enough, it was my uncle who was driving, and my grandparents, as well as my little cousin, were sitting in the carriage.

"Uncle, grandfather, grandmother, little cousin."

Ran'er and Qinglian greeted the four of them one by one. At this time, Zhang Dazhu also came out of the yard, helped his uncle drive the carriage into the yard, unloaded the carriage, and tied the horse to the cowshed.

Ran'er invited her grandparents and uncle and cousin to come to the house together, while Qinglian and Xiaoyu were busy making tea.

"Uncle, you didn't have lunch on the way, did you?"

"I didn't eat to get there early."

So Ran'er asked Zhang Dazhu to accompany his uncle and grandfather in the house, let Qinglian help pour tea and add water, and he and Xiaoyu and Aunt Zhang prepared lunch for the four of them.

After a brief lunch, due to the bumpy road, my grandparents were old and very tired, so I went to the west room to take a nap.

"Uncle, why didn't you let your aunt come with you, and your eldest cousin?"

"Your eldest cousin is going to end this year, and you don't have time to come, and your aunt is going to look after the house at home."

"When did my grandfather go back last year? Did my uncle receive the letter I wrote? ”

"I received the letter late, thinking that it would come in a few days, so I didn't reply to you. My grandfather came home on the fourth day of the lunar month. ”

"Can Uncle stay a few more days this time?"

Ran'er knew that it was impossible for her uncle to stay here for long, so she asked.

"On the way here, I saw that the wheat was about to be harvested, so let's wait until I have finished harvesting the wheat for you. With your aunt at home, there's nothing to worry about. ”

"Is it okay for my cousin to marry?"

"Very good, your cousin-in-law is a well-read man."

"That's good, when my cousin has a child, Lian'er and I will go to see her again. I was busy pickling bamboo shoots in March, and I couldn't get out of it. ”

My grandfather and grandmother slept for only an hour and got up. Ran'er and Qinglian served and freshened up, and the family came to the pavilion by the pond to cool off and gossip.

"Little cousin, big cousin is going to end this year, when are you going to play?"

Ge Tong first looked at his uncle, and then at his grandfather, and then said:

"I don't want to study, I want to go into business."

"Hehe, you little cousin has no hope of studying, wait a few years to give him a shop, since he likes to do business, let him do business."

My uncle wasn't upset, and my grandfather was smiling.

Qinglian answered:

"What's the point of doing business, and where is the best place to study? If I were a boy, I would study hard. ”

"Yes, Lian'er has grown a lot in reading recently, and her writing has become more and more decent."

Ran Er praised sincerely. Hearing Ran'er's praise, Qinglian looked proud, glanced back at the small courtyard, and saw that Zhang Dazhu's family was busy working in the courtyard, and there were no outsiders in front of her, so she said to her grandfather and others very mysteriously:

"Grandparents, uncles, my mother wrote poems to us on the day of the beginning of winter."

"What kind of poems do you write, and what do you mean?"

Uncle was a little confused by Qinglian's words, and couldn't help asking.

When my grandfather came, my mother spoke out loud, but when my grandfather came home, he only told my grandmother, and didn't tell anyone else. Therefore, when my uncle heard Qinglian's brainless words, he naturally couldn't understand it.

"It was snowing on the day of the beginning of winter last year, and when my sister and I went to the grave of our mother, the ashes that were usually burned out flew into the air and circled for a while, but this time they became poems on the snow."

"Lian'er is right, it's indeed my mother's handwriting."

"The contents of Grandma's poem."

Grandma couldn't wait to say to Qinglian.

So, Qinglian read it sentence by sentence. When the last few sentences were read, especially "How fortunate men have been since ancient times", it caused my grandmother to let out a long sigh and mutter:

"It would have been nice if I hadn't taught Wei'er how to play the piano."

Ran'er and Qinglian naturally understood what their grandmother meant, if their mother didn't know how to play the piano, they wouldn't know Xie Yu, and naturally nothing would happen in the future. Maybe my mother is still alive and well.

"That's right, Ran Er Lian'er, Xie Yu ......"

As soon as the uncle said this, he stopped when he saw Xiaoyu coming over.