The grasshoppers and the "autumn tigers" after the autumn are jumping together, the mountain songs in the fields are rippling with the valley waves of Yangjiawan, and the pine waves of Yantai Mountain and the melody of the Shiqiao River are playing a different autumn song. The women wielding sickles were grateful for Yang Shufen's "golden idea"; The men who raised the grain target listened to Shufen's crisp mountain songs; Children gleaning ears of grain in the paddy fields laugh from time to time when they catch a crucian carp or loach!

Shufen is really a "female man", cutting rice with Shufei for a while, stumbling over grain with her mother for a while, no matter how busy and tired she is, she has to sing a few mountain trumpets to the bottom of the mountain:

"The osmanthus blooms and does not bear fruit, and the millet is beaten this year.

Although the mountain torrent is as fierce as a tiger, the grain stake can also grow Ayara.

Aya Luo draped it over the body of the younger sister, and the silkworm cocoon was sent to the elder brother.

The silk is sent across the Sancha River, and the cattle and sheep on the opposite side are all over the hillside! ”

Singing, laughter, and echoes floated between the two mountains, and no one wanted to find out who the elder brother in the song of this fourteen-year-old girl doll was. Only Shufen herself knows that the elder brother in the song can only be in the song, in the dream, and in the thick diary.

This year's harvest did not have the song "Hit Chengtuo", but the significantly reduced yield did not affect the mood of the Yangjiawan people, they did not work until sunrise as usual, and the sunset had already rested, and the government's subsidy and the policy of exempting the payment of grain made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, but they still had to plant wheat in the fields where the rice was cut before the "white dew" to make up for the loss of this autumn harvest.

Harvested the grain, grinded the new rice, and bid farewell to the shabby of the green and yellow - the days of boiling porridge and baking bran wheat cakes were really difficult, Yang Zegui worshiped heaven and earth and the ancestors with new rice and rice wine as in previous years, and then carried a small bag to the stone cliff to give it to the Wang Shenpo - Yang Guiyong, the gambler, who was too lazy to harvest.

In the evening, Shufei and the second sister lay on the desk tiredly, and they cherished the only two hours they had every night to turn on the electricity, and they had to write words willingly or unwillingly under the fifteen-watt tungsten light bulb. Shufen's words are willing, every sentence carries the change of her mood, and the secret in that book has evolved from a documentary "running account" to a lyrical essay of affection. And Shufei's words were reluctant, if it weren't for the fear of Teacher Nie's ring ruler after the busy vacation, she would have fallen asleep a long time ago.

Shufen's words changed from Teacher Tian to Fushun, and now gradually transferred to another man, and that lingering shadow appeared in her mind day and night. The "elder brother" in the diary can never understand her songs. Please don't blame this fourteen-year-old child, in that ignorant years, we were as amorous as she was!

Shufen has her secret, and wants to propose to her father countless times, wanting to learn a craft, such as studying medicine, she has asked someone to help her buy books on basic medical knowledge, but Shiqiao's old saying "Men don't learn drama and women don't study medicine", even if it is a female doll in the health center, it is a nurse who graduated from a regular school instead of a doctor, which makes her lose the courage to propose. She even tried to betray her original firmness, and tried to beg Uncle Seven again to let her and Sister Shuhua go to the construction site of the power station to cook, but she couldn't open this mouth, let alone cook with so many people!

If it was something else, she would have told her eldest sister a long time ago, but this matter is not good, the "elder brother" in her diary is her "grandfather", how can there be a granddaughter who falls in love with her grandfather? But she was unwilling, after countless struggles between the two dwarfs in her heart, this "little grandfather" actually had the upper hand with the reason that she was not related to her at all, and it was out of control. She sometimes runs for an hour to mow the grass where the power station is built, and next to the construction site is Grandpa Pan's house! Every day, she "ill-intentionedly" hopes that a family in Yangjiawan Village will get a non-life-threatening illness, so that Dr. He will walk by her door in a dashing manner and smile gently. Ah, that kind of torture makes this precocious child as overwhelmed as the heroine in Aunt Qiong Yao's novel!

Hey, the eldest sister's affairs are still worried, no one will say anything, but it can only rot in my heart......

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Fu Shun's long-awaited letter finally arrived, as precious as if he had gone through a thousand hardships, and he excitedly read the words of exhortation, trying to find more information. And Shufen's idea can be summed up in four words - "Tell the truth!" "At this time, I am even more worried about the flood at home, especially the experience of Sister Gui Ying's family, how to tell Sister Gui Ying? This is trickier than the mediation with "Scar Liu". He knows Sister Gui Ying's violent temper, you must know that her mother is crazy, and her brother doesn't care, so she can't faint out of anger, and when she wakes up, she has to pester herself and send her back. Can you send this back and run it yourself?

Fu Shun took the time to reply to Shufen during the day, in addition to informing her of the recent situation, he also felt guilty for not mentioning his parents last time, hoping that Shufen could tell her adoptive parents that she was doing well outside, and once again emphasized that she would return to Shiqiao after finding her relatives, and she would also honor the father and mother of the Yang family......

In the evening, Fu Shun carried two pot helmets to the warehouse at the West Wharf. I don't know where this clever Sister Gui Ying got a honeycomb coal stove, and she was cooking dinner by the warehouse, and as soon as the hot noodles came out of the pot, Fu Shun went over and picked up a bowl of gobbling up. Gui Ying wore floral clothes and hunched over to cook the second bowl, and the young man accidentally saw the pair of top-notch mushrooms on her chest, and almost sprayed a nosebleed.

Fu Shun instigated a bowl of noodles in a few bites, wiped a handful of snot, and Gui Ying smiled and handed over another bowl. "I don't want it, I can't eat it, Sister Gui Ying!"

"Which one is to call you to eat, and carry it to your godfather!"

"Oh, don't talk nonsense, it's not my godfather!" Fushun said as he walked towards the bridge not far away. This is a very beautiful sister, I don't know what earth-shattering events have happened in the family! I'd rather she never know!

"Come on, eat this!" Gui Ying added two poached eggs to the noodle bowl that Fushun had just drunk the soup and handed them to Fushun, who had just returned.

"Sister Gui Ying, if you eat one, I really can't eat it. Also, there were no eggs in my uncle's bowl just now! ”

"Yo, I'll just say it's your godfather, you care about it very much! Yes Under the bowl, the hollow! ”

Fu Shun ate eggs, looking at this girl who was looking at the warehouse, she was not under the sun these days, her skin was a lot whiter, and her hair was tied up by the people in the city, except for the slightly shabby clothes, it was no different from the big girl in the city. However, she will soon be back in the poor mountains. Hey, this shouldn't be hidden, let's sue her!

"Sister Gui Ying...... I...... What may I tell you? ”

"What's the matter?"

"Wang Xianxian...... Wang Xianxing has not been in good health recently! ”

"It doesn't matter what he Wang Xian and Li Xian do, as long as you are in good health!"

"I mean your mother, your mother is crazy!"

"Your mother is crazy...... What did you just say? ”

Fu Shun blamed himself a little for his impulsive words just now, he really didn't know how to convey it. "Sister Gui Ying, do you remember that the river rose so high in the summer? That time, the Shiqiao River rose and the Shihe weir in our bay collapsed, and your old house was buried......"

"Don't talk nonsense, you rotten mouth, Shiheyan has been around for hundreds of years, why did it collapse?"

"That's what Shufen wrote to me today two or three months ago!"

"Which one wrote to you?"

"Shufen ......"

"I know that your turtle son can't forget your fairy girl, and you secretly wrote him a lot of letters? Quiet? ……”

Fu Shun never thought that the confused Sister Gui Ying was not concerned about the situation at her family at this time, but who wrote the letter, and began a long period of ugly scolding. It wasn't until she was exhausted that she put down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand, walked over to look at Fushun, and softened her tone a little:

"Fushun, is what you said true?"

"Really, Shufen never has to coax people!"

"Shufen, Shufen, Shufen! …… I'm asking you now, my mother, them! Gui Ying roared again.

"Okay, Sister Gui Ying, I know you're uncomfortable, I think your mother and your brother shouldn't have any problems!"

"You want to be a fart, take a look at the letter written by that fairy girl of yours......" Gui Ying immediately regretted it, because she didn't know a few words at all, "...... Read, where does my mother and my brother live now? ”

"The production team is arranged to have a place to live!"

"That's good!" Unexpectedly, after getting the answer of "there is still a place to live", Sister Gui Ying's answer was such an understatement. Fushun couldn't understand that this girl, who was used to being beaten at home, didn't think as much as he Liu Fushun, that place collapsed, for her, it was just a cage unraveled, as long as they were alive and there was a place to live, it was enough! As for the gambling brother, if she has the ability to change, then her beatings will be reduced by at least half. "It's good to be crazy, and if you're crazy, you don't know anything!" Gui Ying thought silently and went to pack up the dishes and chopsticks and the warehouse—in a few moments, the freighter that docked at night would be unloading again!

"Sister Gui Ying......"

"Fushun, you don't have to persuade me, I can't go back, you go and order the goods, the ship is coming, remember to bring Uncle Liu's bowl tomorrow!" By the way, when you reply to the letter, ask your family to tell me that I am doing well and I don't want to go home yet! ”

Fushun shook his head helplessly and left the warehouse. Indeed, the freighter at the dock has already docked!

It was already the middle of the night after unloading the goods, and after Gui Ying locked the door of the warehouse, she got into the small quilt bed, a wooden bed built in a narrow room separated from the warehouse. She was no longer as scared as before, because as soon as she opened the door, she could see where Fu Shun and "Scar Liu" lived, and as long as she shouted, she could hear it. The reason why she came to see the warehouse was completely because Fushun took care of her, how much she cherished this job! But this night, she has burst into tears, and those strong words in the evening are just angry nonsense, and the home she has grown up in for fifteen years has really been buried? It's not that she doesn't want to go home, she's afraid that the unsuccessful brother will beat her to death!

Gui Ying fell asleep with tears in her eyes, and several large sinful hands were slowly approaching her under the dim streetlights......