014 The summer solstice has not arrived
Fu Xiong pursed his lips, "You found out about this." ”
When he was in the mountain village, Fu Xiong didn't have much opportunity to study, and he was very interested in reading.
And since I came to the city, I have been exposed to music.
It's as if he has been brought into another world, and in addition to burying his head in his homework, he usually locks himself in the piano room and practices hard.
Because for him, practicing is a pleasure, and he loves the feeling of music flowing between his fingers.
After learning a musical instrument, the cultural lessons he once liked became hateful in Fu Xiong's eyes.
For his deviant behavior, Fu Qingyao, as an elder sister, naturally bears the burden of good discipline.
"If you want to play tricks in front of your sister, you still have to practice." Fu Qingyao gave him a burst chestnut, "When you are admitted to the Conservatory of Music, you naturally don't have to learn this, so now, you still obediently read and write extracurricular exercises for me." ”
As he was talking, the door of the piano room was pushed open from the inside, and Zhao Guihua's head poked in from the outside.
"What are you talking about, let's go out to dinner."
"Well, here we are."
There are only three people in the family as usual, and since the family's small shop opened, Fu Aihua has not eaten with everyone at home.
"Mom, there are two days to go before the New Year, and now there is no business in the store, let you close the store and go home to rest for a while." While eating, Fu Qingyao said.
"Hey, you don't know what to say, he can't get rid of it. Besides, now that you two sisters and brothers are going to study, learn music, and go to university, you don't know how much it costs, can you not be in a hurry? ”
During these days, Zhao Guihua was scared.
I've lived most of my life, and I've never seen someone like my daughter who can spend money.
Buying a house, decorating, helping my younger brother go to school, buying a piano, signing up for extracurricular tutoring classes, bringing my second brother and sister to the city, helping them find a shop and give them a rented house to live in, this is the same, everything is a major event in a limited life for a person like Zhao Guihua, who has lived in a mountain village all his life.
But she was stunned by her daughter as simply as buying vegetables, and she was terrified when she saw it.
Fu Xiong smiled: "Mom, you and you really don't have to worry, didn't you receive an email at home last time, it was the latest "Fireworks" magazine, and my sister is writing a novel on it." After writing this book, it is estimated that we will earn back all the money we used to buy a house. ”
Even if it's not the first time I've heard my daughter write novels to make money, Zhao Guihua is still a little unbelievable.
"It's really strange, I've been digging in the field with you all my life, and you guys are knocking and knocking on that computer and chicken, and you're earning hundreds of thousands of dollars, it's really ......"
Zhao Guihua is not highly educated, and after thinking about it for a long time, she can't think of any words to describe her mood.
Thinking of the first time Zhao Guihua saw the computer, Fu Qingyao wanted to laugh again.
At that time, I was explaining desktop computers to Fu Xiong and Fu Aihua, "...... Turn on the console first, and then ......"
After explaining for a long time, Zhao Guihua suddenly interjected, "Yingzi, this main chicken...... What kind of chicken, your mother and I have lived all my life, I have only heard of the local rooster and the old hen, but I have never heard of this main chicken! ”
Then, Fu Qingyao simply laughed dumbfounded.
"Mom, don't worry, my sister is amazing. Many people in our class read the novels written by my sister, and every time after class, I heard the female classmates in the class talking about the novels written by my sister, and my sister is really amazing. Thinking that those classmates who usually have eyes above the top actually start talking about their sister's novels, Fu Xiong admires them in his heart.
"Sister, your book written before the summer solstice is really good, you must give me a copy when the physical book is released, I want a signed version." Fu Xiong said with a smile.
Glancing at him, Fu Qingyao said, "You can do it." ”
"My sister really writes very well, much better than the previous two, especially the sentences in it, many of my classmates have copied it down in a book. Sometimes I'm really depressed, with such an excellent sister, it seems that my younger brother is too incompetent. ”
Zhao Guihua hurriedly comforted her son, "Xiongzi, you are already very good, your sister is what Xi Po said, she will be a noble person in the future, we can't compare with your sister." ”
Fu Qingyao: "......"
"Mom, he's joking, where can you see that he's depressed, this kid is dying."
Looking at her daughter who didn't care, and then looking at her son who was secretly smiling, Zhao Guihua also smiled.
The family is getting better and better, the husband's leg doctor also said that he will be able to stand up in two years, and the son has become more lively and active, which is really good.
Zhao Guihua turned her face and secretly wiped a handful of tears.
After eating, all the meals were packed, and Zhao Guihua went to deliver food to Fu Aihua.
The family is getting better and better, and the daughter is becoming more and more picky about eating, and every meal must have fish, meat, vegetables and soup, and if she doesn't eat finished vegetables, she must make them fresh first, saying that it is good for her and Xiongzi's health.
Zhao Guihua has struggled all her life, isn't it just for a pair of children, her daughter said so, so she naturally changed her way to cook for her children.
It's just that after two meals a day, there are more dishes, and there are only four people in the family. There are no chicken-like pigs in the city, and the meals were thrown away and wasted at first, but then the second family came over, and the situation improved.
Every night, Zhao Guihua took the dishes to the store and called Fu Aiguo over, and the two brothers drank some wine, and the dish was slowly consumed.
Zhao Guihua, who has been frugal all her life, has not been accustomed to Fu Qingyao's "big spending" until now.
However, Fu Xiong quickly adapted to life in the city because of his young age.
With the foundation laid by working in the fields for more than ten years in the past, and now that I have eaten well, the whole person is like a seedling after fertilization, and it grows taller rapidly. The person as a whole looks a little thinner, and he looks like a young man in the city.
After eating, Fu Qingyao went back to the room and turned on the computer.
As soon as I opened the document, I heard a knock on the door.
"Come in."
Fu Xiong came in, Fu Qingyao smiled, "What are you looking for me, haven't you written today's homework yet?" ”
Putting the textbook in his arms on the desk, Fu Xiong smiled, "I'm just curious about how my sister can write such a good sentence, and I want to see how my sister writes." ”
Fu Qingyao glanced at him, "How else can you write, how do you usually write essays, how do I write." ”
Opening the outline, Fu Qingyao sorted out her thoughts and began to write.
1996 Summer Solstice, Color, Polaris (1)
When the tide swells on the old embankment, summer joins the next
You, what's it?
When heavy rain swept over the village under the scorching sun, one summer drowned the next
You, what's it?
Skip the green spring, sad autumn, honeysuckle and the greener summer of the coming year
You're in front of me again.
Eyebrows and eyes are lowered.
Turn around and take away an entire city of rainwater
Then turn around and bring back the colored snow.
You splashed ink on the broken words in the corner, so you rendered a summer without ups and downs.
The next year and the next year. But he never waited for a broken summer solstice.
The summer solstice, which never arrives all year round.
Fleeing back and forth.
He never saw her.
She never saw him.
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