Chapter 8 The Search for the Scroll
He Yunyang squatted on the ground, using a small shovel, planting the lettuce seedlings one by one in the turned ground, he looked up from time to time, and saw the second aunt's plump pouting buttocks, as well as the chest that couldn't help shaking with the movement, such a scene was really a feast for the eyes.
"Second aunt, why haven't I seen my sister come back these days, she's about to take the high school entrance examination, how is her academic performance? Can I go to the county No. 1 middle school to study? ”
If the children in Suicheng have good grades in the high school entrance examination, they can go to the county No. 1 middle school to study, where the teaching quality is good and the admission rate is high, which is the holy place in the hearts of every high school entrance examination child and parents.
was originally hoeing, but hearing He Yunyang's words, Second Aunt Wang sighed, her daughter is older, she has more thoughts, and her grades have dropped a little during this time, even if she goes to guard the child whenever she is free, but she has no bottom in her heart.
"There are more than 100 days to take the high school entrance examination, and it is difficult to fail the exam, and it is even more difficult to pass the exam!"
There are not many people in the village, and even fewer people can talk to her, this Yunyang is good to her, today she came to send money, watching her busy and taking the initiative to help her grow vegetables, although a pair of eyes like to look at randomly, but the man in the village didn't look at her directly?
In comparison, this He Yunyang has a lot of rules, his mouth doesn't talk nonsense, and his eyes won't be missing? At the moment, he said that he was moved, so he chatted with him at the vegetable field.
It turned out that the salary of Second Uncle Wang working in other places was not high, and he couldn't save money at all for the children in the family to study and spend, and seeing that Wang Qiao was about to go to high school, this year's tuition and living expenses would have to be tens of thousands of yuan.
For a rural family in the ravine, the child's tuition for high school and college is a big burden, no wonder the child has not yet taken the high school entrance examination, and the second aunt Wang is secretly worried at home.
Looking at the second aunt Wang's sad appearance, He Yunyang pondered in his heart, this emergency is not to help the poor, the villagers, if there is anything that can help him, if he has any good projects, he might as well invite her at that time, and it can be regarded as helping his family. 、
Of course, what he is not sure of, He Yunyang will not say it easily, so he can only wait for his own affairs to sort out a clue before saying this!
The two of them worked in the vegetable field for a while, and then they planted all the lettuce seedlings and watered them, He Yunyang saw that it was not early, washed his hands and prepared to leave home, but suddenly something fell from his head, which startled him at the time.
"Oops, it's all my pigeons making trouble, pooping everywhere, didn't it fall on you!"
Second Aunt Wang also washed her face, there was a little water on her chest, and the clothes inside were tightly attached to her body, He Yunyang found that she couldn't see any fat on her waist, but her buttocks were relatively large, and her voice was very good, so he was still happy to do something for her.
He heard the soft voice of the second aunt Wang, He Yunyang raised his head and saw a flock of pigeons flying back from outside and flying into the small attic on the square of her house, which seemed to be quite a lot.
The pigeons were mostly white and linen, much larger than the wild pigeons, and they looked fat. I saw that the second aunt shouted and sprinkled a handful of grain, and the pigeons and local chickens all rushed to forage for food, and made a cooing sound.
"These pigeons are very delicious, and they breed fast, a pair of pigeons have two little pigeons every month, and I only feed them at night, and I usually don't care about them, you see how fat they are!"
Second Aunt Wang saw He Yunyang stop curiously, and a smile appeared on her face, she couldn't help but boast about these little things, the pigeon is in the sky, it doesn't take up space at all, and it can't eat much food from you.
He Yunyang listened to the second aunt talk about the benefits of these pigeons, He Yunyang only listened to one sentence, that is, the pigeons breed fast, two in a month, which made him quite excited!
"Second aunt, do your pigeons sell? So much, can you sell me some, my family also has a place to feed! ”
He Yunyang's eyes flashed, and he looked very loyal, but he had already made up his mind in his heart, this pigeon must be raised, if they enter the picture scroll, with the passage of time, the breeding will be even more amazing!
"Okay, it's not an outsider! When the pigeons have quieted down that night, you can catch them again! ”
Second Aunt Wang said happily, anyway, there are hundreds of pigeons in the family, and it is okay for him to catch a few pairs, He Yunyang is generous, he will not take advantage of it in vain and let himself suffer!
Seeing that the second aunt agreed to it, He Yunyang left with a smile!
The next day, He Yunyang got up early in the morning, went straight to the county seat, in a hidden place on the road, he took out the ginkgo saplings that were more than one person tall in the picture scroll, and he found that the saplings in the picture scroll did not need to be dug by himself at all, only one thought, the sapling appeared in front of him with wet mud!
He Yunyang used his broken motorcycle to load the two bundles of saplings that had been tied, and saw that the wheels of the motorcycle had sunk a lot, and it seemed that the weight of this sapling was not light!
There was still a little chill in early spring, but He Yunyang saw the saplings on the car from the reflector, and his mouth was slightly upturned, this picture scroll is really a good thing, but in more than a month, the saplings that were cut down seemed to have grown for more than a year.
When I came to the county seat, I dragged those fresh ginkgo trees around, and immediately someone came to inquire about the price, and soon those saplings were exchanged for banknotes, and more than 100 saplings were sold for two or three thousand yuan.
He Yunyang used the money from selling saplings to carefully select hundreds of peach trees of different varieties, and the family had less labor, so he could only buy saplings in batches to improve the survival rate.
After dealing with the saplings, he remembered that if it weren't for this picture, he would have earned more than 10,000 cash in less than a month, and he had lost thousands of chickens and tens of thousands of saplings.
The Hong family lives on the outskirts of the county, and in the early years, they got the foundation to make two bungalows, although it looks cramped, but Hong Dacai, who is the same generation as his father, still looks very satisfied. After He Yunyang sat down at his house, he didn't see Grandpa Hong.
"Uncle Hong, why didn't you see the old man today?"
Looking at Uncle Hong's haggard face and sighing, He Yunyang beat a drum in his heart, Grandpa Hong is so old, could it be that he has passed away, although it is said that the funeral will be done in a big way, but the Hong family has moved out of the village, if they don't come to report the news, they will definitely not know what to do.
"He's not here for a long time, tell me something!"
Sure enough, as He Yunyang guessed, Grandpa Hong really passed away, and he was still a step too late. Immediately, He Yunyang thought that the old man was so old, and what happened decades ago would still be remembered there.
So do you want to ask Hong Dacai? He Yunyang hesitated, he didn't know how to open his mouth to keep him from being suspicious, and tell himself everything he knew?
"That's right, didn't I buy that Zhongtang painting with your family? But a few days ago, I lost it inexplicably, and my mother nagged for a few days, and I wondered if Grandpa Hong bought it there before, can I buy another pair back?"
He Yunyang tried his best to make his words more casual, I don't know if Lu Dao was too ordinary, or Hong Dacai didn't think much about it at all.
"A worthless broken painting, my family lost it when I moved more than ten years ago, and only your family has been enshrined in the middle hall, you go to the street to buy a pair, that kind of calligraphy and painting is more than twenty or thirty yuan, so as not to make your mother verbose!"
Hong Dacai waved his hand and said with a smile. He Yunyang couldn't stop refusing, there were still so many saplings on his motorcycle, and he refused to delay here for too long!
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