Chapter 17: The Time of May
Inside the courtyard.
The flowers of the pomegranate tree are very bright, and both fruiting and fruitless have a flower hanging from the branches. The long, greenish pomegranate leaves are particularly green, and the pomegranate tree has a fluffy head. It occupies one-fifth of the courtyard area of this quadrangle. Because it was morning, the dust looked like a hill at the end of the leaves and rouge on the petals of the flowers. Cast a shame on this beautiful view.
Wang Yun was still at his mother's, it was the morning of the next day, from the day before yesterday to the present, he and Yao Yimei were playing mandarin ducks and playing in the water in addition to eating. They seem to have an infinite amount of power.
"Yun'er, Mom, is this bowl of food delicious?"
"Of course it's delicious." He was a little tired
"You're full of food and drink."
"No, before my father comes, I want to have fun, he my woman, why can't he his woman."
"That's not right, I did it voluntarily."
"I'm also volunteering, don't be angry."
"I feel like I'm a little hungry." Wang Yun said.
"I'm a little hungry too."
Yao Yimei rolled over, kissed Wang Yun's shriveled face, and went to the kitchen to cook.
After a while, Yao Yimei prepared a meal and brought it to the living room. Wang Yun put on his clothes slowly. Come to the living room.
"Son, let's eat."
"I know it, Mom."
"My son is so obedient."
"You're my little mother, can I be disobedient."
"Alright, don't be poor." Yao Yimei said.
"You've got a lot of good stuff to eat. I'm still hungry. Wang Yun said with a cheeky face.
"The more you learn, the worse you get." Yao Yimei pointed to his head and said.
"Bad is the root of a man's badness." Wang Yun blinked his long eyelids.
"You're not entirely right." Yao Yimei retorted.
"Okay, don't be angry, let's eat, make up for it, and play on the swing at night."
"Bad boy."
"Bad boy is bad, give you a thousand yuan, in your pocket, that's the worry fee I received in the clinic."
"Does anyone else have it?"
"No, it's just me and Hu Lick."
"The rules of the hospital."
"There are no rules in the courtyard, my rules, take the worry fee to honor you."
"How much"
"A thousand dollars a month."
"Xie Lu thanked my son."
"In this way, you can take it back to your mother's house in the lower village and buy meat for your mother to eat."
"I thought so too. However, if we do this, isn't it too incestuous and immoral? ”
"Did father and son commit adultery with Yang Guifei, there was this thing in the Tang Dynasty."
"Yang Guifei looks so good that she still does this kind of thing."
"Surely, it's all history."
"That's true."
"It's incest."
"Aren't we incest?"
"Everybody is selfish when it comes to sex."
"Forget it, it's not something we're talking about."
"Mom, let's eat!"
"Listen to my son."
Although Wang Yun is like a small wood carving, he is a hero in that regard, but heroes also need to eat.
"Honey, you fly slowly, go through the jungle to see the creek water" Wang Yun's mobile phone rang, and he hurriedly answered for a few minutes.
"Mom, I'm going to the mine, I'm in a hurry, I'll eat when I come back in the evening."
"I'll wait for you in the evening."
Yao Yimei chased out of the living room, and Wang Yun had already opened the door and walked out into the street.
Zhang Bojia, a courtyard house under a poplar tree.
His wife Xu Rong went home in the morning, and more than 600 kilometers from Beijin to Buddha Station, she returned to the middle village of Wofo Mountain from Buddha Station.
On the road, all the way is green, with lofty mountains and mountains, mountains and rivers, which is very eye-catching. As soon as I entered the Wenxian area, it was full of dust, and my poor hometown, the dust made the wheat dusty. It's like a straw stalk. The trees on the national highway were also shrouded in wolf smoke, and the pedestrians disappeared into the wind like beggars.
The car carried Xu Rong onto the river bridge and drove north into the lower village. The geese and ducks in the river are looking for food in the water, and the women washing clothes on the rocks of the riverbed are laughing. Talking about the kind of obscenity that only women know. These Xu Rong can only see, not hear.
The car drove out of the lower village and traveled one kilometer to go to the middle village of Reclining Buddha. This small village, like a snake thousands of meters long, the architectural style is prominent, with a courtyard house and a two-story main house.
The car turns left at the intersection and heads west and stops under the poplar tree at the edge of the village. The male driver's brother got out of the car, opened the trunk, and dragged out the luggage.
"Master, your fare, sixty yuan."
"Thank you." The brother is full of smiles, his teeth are very yellow, and he is caused by smoking. He took the money.
"Sit at home, drink a glass of water or finish your meal before leaving." Xu Rong was very enthusiastic.
"No, I still have to go to catch up with business, and my son and daughter will use the money for college." He closed the trunk, got into the car, turned around, and went back the way he came.
"It's not easy, alas." Xu Rong sighed. The driver worked hard to run around for his children, and he was reluctant to drink even water, for fear of delaying time.
Xu Rong carried the duffel bag and unlocked the door, and she always carried the key with her. Even if it was to go to BJ. I walked into the yard, put down my bag, opened the door, and started to clean up, but fortunately, the table was clean, the manuscript was placed on the table, and the pen was placed on the side of the manuscript, and it seemed that my husband never stopped writing. People who are fifty years old are still so diligent.
After walking by himself for four months, her husband's height has increased a lot. Alas, it's useless to write so much, how much can it be sold, now there are fewer people who read books, and there are more people who make money. Go cook your own meals and should go home for dinner at noon.
At eleven o'clock, the meal was ready, and at this time, the sound of the car door closing outside the gate was heard.
"Xu Rong, don't you get tired." Zhang Bo walked into the courtyard.
"Don't be tired, the croppers are just a rest in the car." Xu Rong came out of the kitchen and took off his apron.
"Heh, raise white and fat at your son's place."
"Look at your grandson, walk around the park, and eat three meals a day."
"The health rooms have been merged."
"It's only been two months."
"How's that, get used to it?"
"Habits are no different from being at home."
"You're so honest, you'll definitely be angry."
"Don't talk about that, eat."
"Just made it."
Zhang Bo took off his shirt and walked towards the bathroom, and Xu Rong walked over to take the clothes.
Xu Rong put the meal on the table, took out a bottle of Heaven and Earth Yuan from the wine cabinet on the sofa table, and filled the two wine glasses. I haven't been with my husband for a long time, and today I am happy to meet again.
After Zhang Bo finished washing and walked into the living room, his wife would make authentic Lu dishes, stir-fried celery, fried lotus root, stewed fish, and boiled peanuts. Plus scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
"It's not like you don't drink."
"Drink a little today."
Zhang Bo sat down and sat on the left. SD people are very particular.,The left is the head.,Only the owner of the house can do it.。 It would be an honor to come and sit on the top of the guests. He is honored to be in the teacher's house, because he is the first to sit on the throne. Qilu's cultural heritage is very rich.
"Come, my mistress will come back and have a drink." Zhang Bokai made a joke, never joked.
"I'll drink half a drink." Xu Rong was a little shy.
"Whatever, just express it." Zhang Bo took a glass of wine.
Xu Rong took half a glass, the taste of the wine was very strong and spicy, she was immediately choked and coughed.
When Zhang Bo saw this, he put down his chopsticks and left his seat to beat his wife's back to alleviate the violent cough.
His wife blushed, she stood up, hugged Zhang Bo's neck, and immediately stopped coughing.
"I miss you very much, but I can't help it for the sake of seeing my grandson." Xu Rong said very seriously.
"Me too, but it's a normal life." Zhang Bo hugged his wife, she was very light.
Xu Rong kissed her husband, and his wife lay in Zhang Bo's arms, her heart was sweet.
"You are a little river, trickling down." Zhang Bo praised his wife.
"You're a small boat, drifting down the river." The wife is also literate.
"The water is crystal clear."
"The boat floats leisurely on the water."
"I sank in a trickling river."
"How has the river ever turned over the beloved boat?"
The wife murmured like a swallow, immersed in the embrace of spring. She seemed to see the May sun refracting in the sky above the wheat field, and it was brilliant. The light was like a colored mouth, sucking the fragrance of wheat. Or rather, like the sparkle of the ears of wheat and the heat of the sun
Quietly, quietly, and so on, for a long, long time
"My river is full." Xu Rong muttered, like a poem.
"I know that it was a big spring rain just falling from heaven." Zhang Bo closed his eyes.
"Hold up your leisurely boat."
"Paddle to the reedy shore."
"I taught my grandson a poem. Lin Huiyin's "You Are the October Day in the World". Xu Rong said, Zhang Bo opened his eyes, and slowly inserted his hand into his wife's long hair, stroking the mess.
"Let's wash up and eat."
"Okay, eat, I have to go to work, the patient is waiting for me."
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