Although the madness with the second dog daughter-in-law yesterday was very tiring, Zhao Yunfei still got up early, and the rule passed down from his ancestors - men should not sleep lazy, he never violated it.

Exercising, sweeping the yard, cooking, feeding the pigs, and after doing this, Xiao Ji also got up, washed his face, and began to repair his pigtails.

Zhao Yunfei and Xiao Ji had breakfast together, breakfast was stick porridge and fried cakes, after eating, told Xiao Ji to take care of the house, carrying the basket and planning to go to the south vegetable garden to pick up some vegetable leaves to feed the pigs.

Out of the alley to the south, is the site of the past production team, a large drying field, the drying field is piled with stick straw, sorghum straw, peanut seedlings and some straw, as well as two stone mills, two rows of dilapidated houses, the wall is still faintly visible the slogans and slogans left from that era, the wooden windows of the house have long been demolished, and from time to time sparrows fly in and out.

When Zhao Yunfei passed by the old house of the production team, he suddenly heard a voice from inside the house.

"Mimi, this bowl of porridge is still hot, you can drink a little." It was a boy's voice.

Zhao Yunfei first thought that someone was feeding the cat, but after thinking about it, it didn't look like it, and he felt a little strange, so he stopped and listened carefully.

"Do you feel better?" It's still the man's voice.

"Well, it's much better." But it's a weak female voice.

"You can drink some more porridge, I just got it from someone's house, how can I bear it if I am sick and don't eat?"

When Zhao Yunfei heard this, he raised his feet and walked into the room, only to see an eleven or twelve-year-old thin girl lying on a shabby mattress in the corner, with straw under the mattress, and a boy about his age was squatting next to the girl with a bowl of porridge, and a little yellow-haired monkey was standing on his shoulder.

When the boy saw someone coming in, he quickly stood up and looked at Zhao Yunfei.

"Where are you?" Zhao Yunfei asked.

"We are from Henan." The boy replied.

"Who is she? Is she sick? ”

"She's my sister, she's a little cold, she's almost well!"

Zhao Yunfei saw the costumes of the two of them and already knew that they were walking the rivers and lakes to play acrobatics, and there had been such people in the village before, playing monkeys, turning over a few heels, performing a steel qiang throat piercing, cracking bricks on the top of the head or something, and asking the audience for money after the performance, in fact, it was similar to begging for food, thinking that if he hadn't had the help of Li Lanfang's family and Han Tuo's family, I am afraid that he and Xiaoji would also have embarked on the road of the current brother and sister.

"If you have a cold, drink more hot water, you wait a minute, I'll go home and get a pot of hot water." Zhao Yunfei said and walked out of the house.

When I got home, I found in the drawer half a box of Tongrentang Cold and Heat Clearing Powder left over from Xiaoji's cold last time, took a small aluminum basin and put a pot of porridge, and put the leftover fried cakes in a big bowl, put these into the basket, carried the basket in one hand, and returned to the house where the brothers and sisters lived.

Zhao Yunfei put these things on the ground, picked up the half box of cold powder and said to the boy, "You take hot water and make it for her to drink." ”

The boy took it with both hands, recognized it as Tongrentang's medicine for colds, and thanked him repeatedly.

Zhao Yunfei didn't say anything, turned around and came out with the basket on his back.

When I arrived at the South Vegetable Garden, I picked up a whole basket of vegetable leaves and it was almost noon, and when I came back, I went to see the brothers and sisters who were performing arts, and planned to invite them to the house for a hot meal, only to find that the house was empty, and the pots, basins, and bowls were neatly placed on the ground, and the basins and bowls had been brushed clean with water, and there was a line of crooked words written in red bricks on the west wall: "Good people have a safe life, thank you!" ”

Zhao Yunfei didn't care, he took the guy, and when he got home, he saw Li Lanfang and Han Tuo waiting for him in the yard.

Seeing Li Lanfang and thinking of the incident with the second dog's daughter-in-law at noon yesterday, Zhao Yunfei's face turned red, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart.

"Did you two eat?" Zhao Yunfei put the basket down and asked.

"We've all eaten, and you haven't eaten yet, have you? What are you doing with pots and bowls? Li Lanfang asked.

"I haven't eaten yet, I'll do it right away, there were two acrobats in the old room of the production team just now, and I brought them some leftovers from the morning."

Li Lanfang pursed her lips and smiled: "You just have a good heart." ”

Han Tuo asked, "After lunch, you don't have anything else to do in the afternoon, right?" ”

Zhao Yunfei said: "How can it be okay? Things will always be there. ”

Zhao Yunfei is right, this is the case in the countryside, lazy people can play cards and sleep every day, but diligent people have endless things to do.

Han Tuo said anxiously: "No, if you are in a hurry, Li Lanfang, the two of us will help you do it now, and when we are done, we will go to the temple fair in the town, and we will be free as soon as we go to school tomorrow." ”

"That's it," Zhao Yunfei said, "I'm not in a hurry today, we'll go to the temple fair when Xiaoji and I finish eating." ”

Han Tuo and Li Lanfang both breathed a sigh of relief and urged Zhao Yunfei to hurry up and cook.

Zhao Yunfei asked Han Tuo to grab a few handfuls of vegetable leaves for the pig, cut the shredded cakes and chopped green onions by himself, and began to fry the cakes.

Rural people generally don't pay attention to eating, and often eat the same meal all day long, but then again, if you want to pay attention to it, you have to have economic strength and a lot of time.

The cake was fried out of the pot, Han Tuo had already eaten lunch, looking at the fragrance, and ate half a bowl of fried cakes, Li Lanfang said that Han Tuo was born by a starving ghost.

After eating, several people came out of Zhao Yunfei's house, as usual, Han Tuo pedaled the big tricycle, Xiao Ji sat in the bucket, Zhao Yunfei and Li Lanfang sat on the carriages on both sides, and rushed to the temple fair in the town.

The temple fair is still full of people, crowded, the stage is singing old plays, the actors are wearing ancient costumes, their faces are full of oil paint, babbling, I don't know what they are singing, a group of old men and old ladies in the audience sit on the small bench and enjoy it with relish.

The canvas shed sang pop songs, which required you to buy tickets to go in to watch, and the boys and girls entered the shed in groups of three and two, and the voices coming from it were very incendiary: Lei Disen, the soldiers, the old and young masters, the girls, please raise your hands, let me see your hands, okay? Move times, move times, iv8d, the friends in front come with me, and the friends in the back, Wan, Tu, Death Rui, Buddha, Kang Ang Bei Nose, come and go enough - my heart is waiting, forever waiting, my heart is waiting, moving, waiting

The eyes of the people who go to the temple look here and there for a while, and they are not enough at all.

"Ah, there seems to be free singing and dancing up front!" Han Tuo pointed to the circle of people in front of him and said that the sound of singing was coming from there.

"Ride over and see!" Li Lanfang urged Han Tuo.

Young people are interested in singing and dancing, and the rich go to the greenhouse to watch paid singing and dancing performances, and maybe there are unexpected surprises such as dancing, and those who don't have money are very happy to have free singing and dancing.