Chapter 2 The Words of Lunans
After a while, I saw a young woman with a beautiful face and simple clothes on the horizon. Standing in front of the door of a straw hut, looking at the little girl who ran towards him and got closer and closer. The face is full of a sweet smile of happiness and love.
"Mother", when the little girl saw the young woman standing at the door of her house, looking at her smiling young woman. With joy in his heart, he cried out, and then walked quickly, and in a few clicks he arrived in front of the young woman.
"Slow down, slow down, don't rush, beware of falling". The young woman touched the little girl's head and spoke softly.
At this time, a middle-aged man in a coarse linen suit also walked out of the house. Looking at its appearance, it is of average stature, slightly thin, ordinary-looking, and dark-skinned. At first glance, you can see that he is the kind of person who is honest and lives by labor.
"Daddy" When the little girl saw the middle-aged man, she turned around and rushed towards the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man picked up the little girl and said with a smile: "Xiao Siyu has grown taller again, and she can't hold it anymore!" Go home for dinner, your mother has already cooked the meal, just waiting for you to come back." Then the three of them looked at each other and smiled, and started walking towards the house.
Next, of course, a family of three eats and chats about family life. Occasionally, laughter and laughter came from the dinner table.
This is a typical ordinary family that cannot be in an ordinary family. There is no illustrious background, no grand manor, no gorgeous silk silk, and no high-end delicacies of the mountains and seas.
Some are just simple grass huts, and a few dishes of very ordinary side dishes, but they eat with relish. Maybe their wish is to live this plain and warm day. That is, there is no luxury, and there is no shortage of necessities.
And it is not difficult to see that she can eat with relish, and Xiao Siyu's mother's cooking skills are also indispensable. Of course, there is nothing wrong with the saying that "cooking is the bridge to family happiness".
Of course, this little point is the protagonist of this book, called Lu Nansiyu. Smart and well-behaved, kind and lovely, very good to people, diligent, and always help parents do what they can. Her father's name is Lu Hui, and her mother's name is Shen Rou.
His dad was a scrap collector. Every day, he carried a burden and walked to various villages. Collect bottles, break copper and iron, and scrap items, and then pick them up to a small town dozens of kilometers away to sell. Since he is the only one in this business, the business is not bad. Travelling back and forth between the village and the town several times a day. The income is more than five yuan, and in good times, it can earn more than ten yuan.
And the old uncle's surname is Li, who moved from other places when he was young. He is honest and knows how to read. I know a lot, and the children in the village want to hear stories, and they all come to this old uncle.
The old uncle will also teach the children to learn words when he is free. So the relationship with the children is extraordinary.
The old uncle is also the enlightenment teacher of Lu Nansi. It was the appearance of the old uncle that indirectly changed the future path of Lu Nansiyu. Oh, that's a story for later.
He is also the only "intellectual" in this village, and the couplets posted on the door of each family are all written by the old uncle.
The fat aunt is a shrewd person, which is the so-called realism. Everything you do must consider the issue of interests.
And if anyone offends her, she can scold her for three days and three nights.
By the way, the old uncle is not very old! Most of them met a strict wife and was abused. The reason why he didn't send the fat aunt back to her parents' house with a letter of resignation is probably because she can't afford to provoke the fat aunt when she is mad, or it may be that she is honest and responsible!
The main thing is still the backward feudal marriage system. Who said that in those days, men and women could not meet each other before they were married? Alas, that was his own business, or was it up to him to see it alone. At the same time, I am glad that I was not born in that era.
The reason why she can look at her uncle, who is more than ten years older than her, is mainly because the uncle is literate and understands a lot. A year is to write letters to the villagers, write couplets and the like, and there is a lot of income. Those who have money take some money, and those who don't have money will catch their own chickens and ducks and give them to him as compensation. It can be said that the uncle is the only person in the village who eats by "craftsmanship".
The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk. After a while, night fell, and the soft moonlight fell on the earth. It makes the silent village seem very hazy. In addition to a crescent moon in the sky, there are thousands of stars. Although it can't compete with the bright moon, it can't be concealed, and the mysterious and mysterious color makes people want to have a glimpse of the psychology and unveil the mysterious veil.
At this time, Xiao Siyu was one of them. Whenever after dinner, after washing the dishes and chatting with my parents. She would go back to her house.
Lying in bed and looking at the starry sky outside the window, your brain will have a reverie. She was puzzled, her eyes were peculiar and she could never forget.
And as long as the eyes are fixed on something, it becomes very clear. Standing at the head of the village, you can see the ants crawling around at the end of the village. Even at night, the darkness could not stop her view. You can still see ants crawling around at the end of the village. And when you look at the moon, the moon becomes big. But if you want to look deep into the starry sky, you will feel sore eyes, dizzy brains, and distorted space.
She knew that there must be many secrets in the depths of the starry sky, and there must be secrets in her special eyes. But now she is powerless. Only when I grow up, I will explore them one by one, answer them, and solve the questions that have puzzled me for a long time.
At the same time, it also reminded her of the stories that the old uncle told them every day. Is there an "immortal" in the world? Is there a person with great magical powers who can turn the river and the sea with the snap of a finger? She still asked her uncle, but he couldn't say for sure, and always answered vaguely. Her instincts told her it wouldn't be that simple. Looks like there's a lot more to explore!