People who have been crazy all night have not delayed getting up early on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and after a simple breakfast, they are going door-to-door to worship the New Year, which is no different whether it is in Yangjiawan or Jiangyun City.

Liu Yonghan never picked up the bamboo board again, but changed into new clothes with the children. Fushun got a big red envelope - thirteen yuan, five cents and six, and the godfather said that the numbers "1356" represent smooth sailing. The red envelope that Gui Ying got was slightly smaller - six yuan, six cents and six cents, which also represented six or six Shun. Whether it is Fushun or Gui Ying, this is the biggest red envelope they have ever gotten when they are so big. If it is in Yangjiawan, the sum of the red envelopes sent by those uncles and aunts is not as good as here!

The sensible Gui Ying bought some wool earlier, and used her spare time in winter to weave two scarves that were still a little rough by hand. On this day, as a New Year's gift, he tied it to two men in new clothes, and the usually sloppy "Scar Liu" instantly regained the elegant image of urban intellectuals; And the short Fushun, because of the leisure and the improvement of the quality of life this winter, with the white scarf, has also become much taller!

Some of Liu Yonghan's relatives in Jiangyun have already become very rusty because they have been in the past for a long time. After putting the bamboo planks away, apart from wandering around the street, Liu Yonghan really didn't know what to do? Just like a child, buy some artillery battles like two kicks and go crazy on the street.

Fushun is not like Gui Ying who is willing to go crazy in this city. His inner world is much wider than the city he is in and the Yangtze River. Zheng Yunxia has already given him more than a dozen books, and every time he communicates with Mr. Zheng, his inner world is baptized - there is a pyramid in distant Egypt, there is a Great Wall in the north of the motherland, there is a book "Building the French Style" in ancient China, and there is a bridge expert named Mao Yisheng in the Chinese Academy of Sciences! These are all new to him, and they are all worth looking forward to; But it seems that for him, everything is in the book, and it is all out of reach.

"Godfather, why don't we go and see Uncle Li and them?" Fu Shun looked at Liu Yonghan, who had just ignited a second kick in the air, and Sister Gui Ying, who was covering her ears and opening her mouth.

"What?" "Bang bang" The sound of two explosions of artillery annihilated Fu Shun's words.

"I said to go to Uncle Li's house and leave the house (running the door)!"

"Okay! Okay! Godfather Liu, Fu Shun said to go to Uncle Li's house to play! Gui Ying shouted happily that Uncle Li gave her the same feeling that a father gives to his child.

"I have to get it, I don't have a place to go anyway!"

"Then what are we going to give to the New Year?" The mature Gui Ying is still more thoughtful.

"It's also ha, hey, this old monster Li, he doesn't accept anything! But not necessarily, today is the first day of junior high school, he can't stop me from entering the door, right? ”

"So what are we going to buy?" Fu Shun scratched his new hairstyle, the little flat head that had finally regained fù.

"He didn't accept anything when we went a few times, so let's just go grocery shopping and cook a meal for his house!" Gui Ying had a flash of inspiration and was full of confidence in her cooking skills.

"Do you have to? Although your craftsmanship is still good, you can't make a big dish? Liu Yonghan still has some doubts, after all, it's not polite to go to someone else's kitchen to turn around, if he messes up again, wouldn't it be the baby rolling into the river - is it a shame?

"You're not an official cage master, can you cook a lot of dishes?" It seems that Fushun doesn't believe in this Sister Gui Ying very much!

Gui Ying wasn't angry, just walked to the vegetable market, "Don't forget what my father used to do!" ”

Fu Shun muttered and followed behind, Liu Yonghan quickly followed, looked at Fu Shun, and asked, "What is her father doing?" ”

"Pig slaughterer, official cage master......" Fu Shun didn't say much. On the one hand, he only heard that Sister Gui Ying's father was a pig killer during his lifetime, and in Shiqiao, pig killers have another craft, that is, running banquets, an indispensable role for rural red and white ceremonies, commonly known as "official cage master"; On the other hand, Yang Guiying's father has passed away for many years, and she has a little bit of her father's genes at most, and it is absolutely impossible to say that she has been exposed to it. However, after the New Year, he didn't want to mention these things, so he just grabbed Yang Guiying one by one.

"I want to, this old monster Li, the old man is at home, maybe he really likes this idea!" Liu Yonghan followed with a muttering to himself.

Sure enough, Li Xiang and his family were very happy to see the three guests coming, so they hurriedly brought out the candy and gave the two children red envelopes. Gui Ying didn't say a word, called her uncle and aunt and went to the kitchen.

Li Xiang's children did not come back from the border defense, and their relatives were basically in the north, and the two of them have been spending the Spring Festival so alone in the past few years. I didn't expect there to be a guest today, and the fresh thing is that the guest also brought their own ingredients to cook. Teacher Zheng hurriedly tied his apron and went to the kitchen to help, but he didn't expect Gui Ying to "push" out, and as soon as the kitchen door was closed, he went to work by himself.

"Forget it, no matter her, Sister Zheng, she still has a hand at cooking, this kid loves to show off everywhere, let her show off!" Liu Yonghan hurriedly played the round, but he also sweated for the "one hand" in the words, after all, this is still different from making a big pot of rice.

"Let's go, Lao Liu, let's kill a game! Let Lao Zheng talk to her proud protégé! Li Xiang took Liu Yonghan and went to the balcony of the living room to play chess.

"Fushun, haven't seen you over for a long time? How about it, have you decided to go to our school to audit? Teacher Zheng sat down with Fushun in his arms.

"Oh, uncle, I want to go, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn!" Fu Shun and Teacher Zheng are already very familiar with each other, and they have become comfortable with each other.

"You should understand, the books you took back a few times ago are the professional books of our school, and the questions I asked you last time were also some of their final exam questions, and you can answer them. The advantage of going to school is that there are real classes, and many architectural models can be simulated; And we also have a practice base, you can experience something for yourself......"

"Thank you, auntie, then I'll go! Well, how much is the tuition fee? Fu Shun counted the savings in his pocket.

"What do you need? I'm the head teacher, you and I sit in the class, I talked to the school, I don't need any money! ”

"What's so funny?"

"What's so embarrassing, you call me uncle, hehe, then you are my eldest nephew, not to mention that you are so talented, I can't bear to let you go!"

"I'm still going to give you the book fee, uncle!"

"Then don't worry about it, I'll ask your godfather for it!"

"Uncle...... Oh, Mr. Zheng, will people laugh at me? ”

"What's the joke? You're a few years younger than them, and they pretty much admire you! ”

"Well, thank you, Mr. Zheng. And the Pid Eisenman schema theory that I saw in the book that day, I still don't quite understand it......"

"Oh, what you said about Peter Eisenman's schematic theory, you come in with me, Fushun ......" Zheng Yunxia took the child to the study.

"Will! Haha, Lao Liu, you have no chess! Li Xiang's hearty laughter came from the other end.

Liu Yonghan clasped his scarred head, his mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't find a way out at all. "Grandma's, Lao Tzu......"

"Yo! Yo! I've just changed it and I'm going to do it again, why don't you swear when you win! ”

"Hehe, Brother Li, I can't compare with you, you are a hero of Rongma, that guy is really good at it; I'm a scholar right away, and I haven't played with the pen yet, so I can't win your gun! ”

"Don't mess with me, let's have another game!"

At lunch on this day, except for Liu Yonghan, who didn't win a game of chess, he was a little unhappy, and everyone else was happy. Gui Ying really didn't disappoint everyone, from hard dishes to cold dishes, all of them were praised, boiled pork slices, sweet and sour carp, fish-flavored shredded pork, kung pao chicken, mapo tofu...... The little girl's own exploration of the practice is different on the basis of tradition, but it does not lose the essence of Sichuan cuisine, and even Li Xiang, who knows a little about cooking, gave a thumbs up.

After a full meal, Liu Yonghan didn't care, and twisted Li Xiang to fight for 300 rounds. Fu Shun said his reluctant invitation and went to the study alone to play with the architectural model. Zheng Yunxia accompanied Gui Ying to watch TV in the living room, this girl, when she was in Yangjiawan, she had seen a silent movie on the big screen, and she was fascinated by the clear images and sounds in the TV, sometimes laughing, sometimes bursting into tears......

In the evening, Zheng Yunxia made a simple meal of egg mash, and after eating, the three of them left, and followed the road by the river to return home.

When Fu Shun returned to the dormitory, he went to the accounting room to read, and he wanted to write down what he had written down at Mr. Zheng's house in the morning. Liu Yonghan pushed the door in, looking at this child who was obsessed with books, and couldn't bear to disturb him. But he still said a thought that he had suppressed in his heart: "Shun'er, there are still a few days to start, let's go to your hometown, right?" ”

"Godfather, you ......"

"I also want to go and see, it's been more than ten years, and I'll go to your mother's grave!"

"Go to the grave?" Fu Shun muttered in his heart, he had never mentioned his life experience to Liu Yonghan, not to mention that he was still a rebellious child who "ran away from home"! "It must be Sister Gui Ying!"

"Godfather, thank you, my mother's ......" Fushun's tears rolled in his eyes.

"It's not easy for your mother, I don't even know where to bury it, take me there! I don't know what Majiazui has become in the past ten years, I'm really ......"

"Ma Jiazui?" Fushun was in a fog, and he didn't know why his godfather suddenly said the name of this place he had never heard of.

"Well, that's poor enough!"

"Oh, godfather, you're talking about Yangjiawan, right? You used to go to the countryside there? ”

"Ma Jiazui! You...... You're not from Majiazui, by the way...... Child? ”

Where did the honest Fushun know what was going on, Liu Yonghan never asked him about his origin, otherwise he would have "recruited from the truth" a long time ago. "Godfather, our place is called Yangjiawan, and my hometown is called Muddy Ditch!"

"Yangjiawan...... Sludge ditch? ”

"Yes, well, Shiqiao Township, Jiacang County, Rotneygou Village, Yangjiawan Village!" Fushun is already familiar with the address that has been sending letters!

Liu Yonghan got up suddenly, slammed the door and left, and an ugly scolding came from outside the door: "Dog's day, Yang Guiying ......"