Spring must be like this, the roof beams disturbed by the wind and snow finally ushered in a small nest of swallows belonging to it, enjoying the hustle and bustle that belongs to it; The warm sun and breeze bring the tender green of the wicker and the vitality of floating spring.

Spring must be like this, the withered yellow bellflower of the pond resists the dead water that does not fluctuate, and the old roots underneath; A drizzle of rain fills the air like a silk mist, and the ridges have the smell of earth.

Spring must be like this, the hillside that has been silent for a long time ushers in her colors, green grass buds and fiery red, intoxicating the hearts of visitors; Red apricots flowing water, peach blossoms spreading, pear trees flying snow, bees and butterflies chasing the noise, brewing the sweetness and fragrance of life......

But what about all this noise, some people are happy and some people are indifferent. At the end of the summer, he retracted his eyes and quickly repeated his movements with his bamboo-woven hat.

Time is fast, and in the blink of an eye, it is the spring of the following year.

In the past few months, the end of summer has been as well-behaved and sensible as ever, and will take the initiative to choose vegetables and wash dishes, and collect firewood and wash clothes. Grandma Xia went to the fields to farm, and she read the borrowed books from the grandmother and grandson next door in the ridge; Grandma Xia went to the street to sell vegetables, and she followed the road for an hour to help find money. Send umbrellas when it's raining, send water if it's too hot, and deliver hot dishes to the farm. Her well-behaved and sensible received a lot of praise from her grandparents, and she just smiled.

She's been living her life on her own terms, and that's good.

There are many opportunities for odd jobs in small towns in the south, and tea picking is undoubtedly the best job in spring, but it is generally the elderly. And there are only old people and children left in the village, and more and more young people choose to go out, and they all leave after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Although Pingxian S Town Wild Tea is not so famous, it still attracts many tea merchants every year. Rent a small shed, set up a few large pots, and wait for the women and children who come to sell the tea of the day.

Children have a big heart to play, and often only have a dollar at the end of the day, which is satisfying for children. The old man can earn seven or eight yuan a day, which is a good odd job for women who have already sown seedlings and are idle on the farm.

Only the ten days before Qingming have such a price, and the further back it goes, the less valuable it is. Moreover, tea picking must use bamboo baskets, if you use plastic bags to cover the tea leaves will be hot and yellow, affecting the price.

Xu Cishu wrote in "Tea Shu": Qingming Valley rains, and the time to pick tea is also. Qingming is too early, the beginning of summer is too late, before and after the rain in the valley, the time is moderate.

So at this time, the family will pick tea leaves on the mountain, if you are looking for someone as long as you shout at the foot of the mountain, or on the ridge, you will respond from all directions, and then the news will pass through one person one by one.

A somewhat sloppy little boy pulls out the clothes of the end of summer: "Why don't you have to go to school?" Mr. Wang asked me several times. I sued her that your sister and mother are gone, your father doesn't want you anymore, and your family is poor and has no money to go to school. ”

Xia Mo smiled: "Thank you." Then continue with the movements in your own hands.

The little boy tugged at her clothes again: "Won't you go to school in the future?" I'm going to go to elementary school later, and my mom said I have to go to school so I can have a career, but I don't want to go. I envy you. ”

Looking at the little boy with a distressed face, Xia Mo smiled: "I also want to go to elementary school, and I will go to school with you." I'm trying to make money. ”

The little boy grinned when he heard this, and his eyes narrowed into slits: "I'll give you all the tea I picked." As he spoke, he poured the few tea leaves in the plastic bag into the bamboo basket: "You have to work hard to make money, so that we can go to school together in the future, and you can copy your homework for me." ”

The little boy continued excitedly: "By the way, it's time to 'divide the cake' in a few days, I'll take you with me." I know where there is the most, there are people on the street, and they must all share the money. ”

'Dividing cakes' is a unique custom in S Town, and every family will go to sweep the tombs of their ancestors in the days before and after the Qingming Festival. At this time, children from nearby villages will rush to the cemetery, waiting in line for the owner to share the pastries or money. In the past, it was basically white pastries or candies, but now more and more people are sharing money, five cents a piece, at most or even dozens of dollars, which is indeed a minority.

This is the favorite festival of children in S Town, because not only is there an extra large amount of pocket money, but there is also a banquet to eat on the night of the Qingming Festival, and few adults will take this money away, which completely belongs to children.

Late Summer smiled and touched his head, although he was half a year older than her, the boy was still shorter than her. Watching the boy run away awkwardly, the end of summer put away the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xia Yingjie, you are still so good, but there is no way, some things are really different.

She still remembered what a woman said to her when she was twenty-three years old in her previous life: At the end of the year, my aunt also watched you grow up and knew that you were very well-behaved. When I was a child, looking at you pitifully didn't stop Xiaojie from playing with you, but I didn't expect you to be together. But your uncle's shop is opening more and more, and the company is also running, and you are no longer suitable.

It just so happened that your uncle's business friend had a daughter to tell Xiaojie. The girl is very good, graduated from college, and also chatted with Xiaojie. The two adults were going to get engaged at the end of the year, but Xiaojie said that he liked you and wanted to marry you. It's not that you're bad, it's just that you're really not suitable.

yes, not appropriate. I just remember that at that time at the end of the summer there was no speech and no tears. She listened quietly, then drank water. He left the capital that month and went to Hangzhou, where he did not contact him again until he died. Now that I think about it, I should be so stubborn and never listen to any excuse to leave, it should just be dependence, not love.

Summerend shook his head, lowered his head and continued the movement of his hands, which was something else to worry about now. I'm going to elementary school, but she doesn't have a hukou. In his previous life, he also studied for two years without a hukou, and then he was fined a large sum of money for the census and died of resentment.

Not this time.

"Grandma Xia is not here? Your daughter-in-law is about to give birth in the hospital, and the people on the street bring a message that the dystocia is going to be operated, so you should bring money over quickly. A newly married daughter-in-law shouted at the foot of the mountain.

Grandma Xia suddenly rushed out of a tall tea forest and responded loudly: "Huang Zhen is born, how is my grandson?" ”

The new daughter-in-law couldn't hear it very clearly, and shouted loudly: "Come down the mountain, the car is waiting at the door." ”

At the end of the summer, he looked at Grandma Xia, who was a little happy: "Grandma, go down the mountain and go home, the tea is there, I will sell it with the ** milk in a while, and I will also eat hot rice by myself in the evening." ”

Grandma Xia responded again and again, put down the bamboo basket and hurriedly went down the mountain, but the mountain road was a little slippery with yellow soil, and she accidentally sat on the ground. At the end of summer, he shouted, but the old man didn't hear it, got up quickly, and disappeared after a while.

Sigh at the end of summer, and sure enough, that's it. Grandma Xia's longing for her grandson is very urgent, she gave birth to three sons and two daughters, but unfortunately she has no grandson by her side. Uncle Xia has a son and a daughter, but the whole family lives in the mining area of S Province; Grandma Xia took her eldest grandson for a year, and she loved her very much, and when Uncle Xia was about to take it away, she cried fiercely. The second son had only two daughters before; The youngest son was only a teenager and was taken by the old man. The two daughters are grandchildren, and there is no way to bring them.

Therefore, this piece of meat in Huang Zhen's belly is very important, because everyone says that it is a son when they see it, but it is indeed a son. But Huang Zhen disliked Grandma Xia's sloppiness and didn't let her take it, and she didn't want her children to grow up in the village. This time, Grandma Xia is destined to be disappointed again.

At the end of summer, it was only at this moment that I remembered today's day, and it turned out that today was the first day of the third month of the lunar calendar, and a boy was about to be born. He's a very good reader, very smart but too selfish. In nine months, another boy will be born, and he will be a sincere and caring child.

A qiē all rotates according to the trajectory of the previous life, and only she is outside the trajectory.

Three days after seeing Grandma Xia again, the old man came home with a face full of happiness, and put the eggs he had saved for several months into the basket without even changing his clothes. Then I saw Quiet Summer coming down from the upper floor, and said happily: "Your mother gave birth to a little brother for you, and I will bring it home in a few days." "Then I lived an energetic life, brushing the pot and boiling water.

At the end of the summer, he didn't speak, silently took the tongs and filled them with firewood. The old man quickly grabbed a hen from the backyard, tied his claws, put the blood into the bowl with a knife on his neck, shoved his head into his wings, and threw it by the door until it died.

At the end of summer, I admire the women who can kill domestic animals, so naturally calm. Looking at the creatures that gradually stopped beating, the end of summer sighed again: human beings are really the most cruel creatures in the world, and they brutally kill things weaker than themselves for their own appetite, and they are drenched in blood.

It seems that when there is greed in this world, there is no so-called goodness. Every day, all kinds of intrigue and deceit are staged, and the invisible swords and swords are unguardable. If you want to say that the most intelligent thing about human beings, it should be good at disguise.

"Aijiao, I've killed chickens so early, and the days are getting better and better." There was a sharp voice from the second uncle at the door. The relationship between these two has been a bit delicate since they were young, and they seem to be very good, but they are actually unhappy to look at.

Although Grandma Xia speaks loudly, she has a soft temperament and doesn't like to talk back; The second uncle and mother-in-law look at the popularity in the village who smiles at everyone, but they are the most crumbling and grudge-loving, and they are more snobbish.

Grandpa Xia and Grandma Xia are actually cousins and sisters, and it was more popular to change relatives in that era, and it was also fashionable to kiss and add relatives. At that time, the Xia family was a big landlord in the mountains, but it declined in his generation, and then all the fields were nationalized after the land reform, and after moving to this village, they became soil farmers. Fortunately, when I was a child, I knew how to read, calculated accounts for people, and occasionally went to the funeral house to lala, erhu, blow suona, play copper cymbals or something, folk funerals are the most lively, and there is a lot of money.

The second uncle is the child born to the second husband called by the old lady after the death of the old lady, and the relationship between the two brothers is not very good, especially after the separation, they rarely communicate. The second uncle is a toiling life, and he goes down to the ground before dawn; And Grandpa Xia is a life of enjoyment, and he basically didn't go to the ground; And the wives of the two are just the opposite.

Grandma Xia ignored the thorn in her words, and her hand didn't stop or raise her head: "Guoan's wife gave birth to a boy in the hospital the night before yesterday, and there was no milk, so I came back to stew and send it to the old hen." Well, now there are boys in the second family. ”

When the second uncle and mother-in-law heard this, their faces turned blank, and they left without saying anything, and went to the courtyard of the house to chat. This actually has a story, because there was only one man in Xia's father's family before, and the second uncle said that it was like a nunnery, but I didn't expect Grandma Xia to remember it until now.

Xia Mo sighed, looked at Grandma Xia, who was sweating profusely and moving faster and faster, and got up with a smile. She heard the sound of selling outside, and then remembered that she hadn't eaten breakfast, so she ran to the door.

People in the village generally eat breakfast at their own homes and rarely buy outside, firstly to save money and secondly because there is no specific place to buy it. In the past few years, the world has been getting better and better, and the people in the village have become richer and richer, and the closer to the town, some people put a few foam boxes with clean quilts in them, and rode tricycles from village to village and scolded.

As soon as Grandma Xia looked up, she saw Mo Mo and a group of children buying steamed buns together, and shouted loudly, "Don't spend money indiscriminately, Grandma will give you something to eat in a while." ”

Late Summer didn't bother because she knew it would take a long time to wait. "Grandma, the meat bun is for you. There's another five dollars, and I'll give it to you later. ”

Grandma Xia looked at the two meat buns in her hand, and then at the white bread in her hand at the end of Xia, and suddenly tears were about to fall. She always knew that this granddaughter was very well-behaved and quiet, but she didn't expect to be so filial.

The mother-in-law next door happened to see such a scene, and then glanced at her grandson who was taking care of herself and eating buns: "Aijiao, it's still your life, you can see how obedient and worry-free you are." These days, I want her to come to my house for dinner, but she steps on a stool to cook noodles by herself every day. To say something you don't like to hear, this granddaughter is better than your grandson, and you don't know how much I envy you. ”

Grandma Xia touched her head when she heard this, and was about to give her the meat buns, but Mo Mo shook her head and ran away with Xia Yingjie.

Granny Chun smiled: "If the child gives it to you, you will eat, and they will eat a lot of good things for a long time." As he spoke, he took a bite of the meat bun in his hand: "I heard that Huang Zhen was born, are you going to go home and sit this month?" ”

Grandma Xia swallowed the bun in her mouth: "It's still in the hospital, it's really scary, there is a lot of blood." I don't know now, but I'll talk about it when I'm discharged from the hospital, but this time it cost a lot of money. ”

Granny Chun looked at her with a distressed look and shook her head: "It's good that adults and children are safe, you can earn more money if you spend it, and if you don't have people, you won't be there." I heard that it was a grandson, and this time you got your wish. ”

Grandma Xia said in a flat voice: "It's not the first grandson, it's not so rare." Instead, I called the old man, and he was happier and said that he would be home tomorrow. ”

But the lines at the corners of her eyes and the upturned corners of her mouth showed her good mood, and she was obviously insincere.