"Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate. The sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining. ”

In the early morning, the originally hot and dry weather was relieved by a rainstorm a few days ago, and the water in the creek at the head of the village, which had been almost dry, once again flooded the knees, and the crops in the fields were irrigated by the industrious people, and the long-awaited rainstorm seemed to be rejuvenated overnight from the lifelessness of the past.

The weather is not so hot and dry, and the happiest thing is a large group of energetic children, with the cool breeze blowing on the body in the early morning, I see the children of all families and courtyards who have eaten well come out to have fun, and the laughter of children fills the whole quiet village.

In the slightly dilapidated courtyard at the south end of the village, there was a completely different voice, different from the screaming child, next to the stone platform in the courtyard, a little child wearing new clothes and stepping on new shoes was holding a book in his hand, shaking his head and reciting poems there.

The little child was no more than five or six years old, with red lips and white teeth, and a slightly round little face that was white and tender, which was obviously different from the group of black egg boys in the village who basked in the sun all day long.

The little boy's expression is unusually serious, and he is definitely not the kind of person who is forced by his parents to read and deal with official errands, and he sees the little boy holding the book while reading the song, and when he encounters difficult places, he will sometimes frown, and sometimes leak deep thoughts.

Breakfast has been eaten, the third uncle went to the county to meet friends, since that day lost his soul back to the house, the third uncle the next day to collect the bag, said that he was going to the county to visit his classmates.

Knowing that he was going to relax, after his grandmother secretly stuffed him with a large pile of broken copper plates, the meticulous third uncle who had redressed himself embarked on a study tour, and it has been ten days since he was young, but there is still no news.

I don't know if it's a habit problem, but Zhang Hao didn't have the courage to go out alone to play with the friends in the village, it seems that since he can remember, he has been at home by the third uncle, and he also memorizes and writes every day, and he has forgotten the talent of children to play.

simply, because the third uncle went out, Zhang Hao's beating is still owed, and it has not fallen on him.

"The cold comes and the summer comes, and the autumn harvest is hidden in the winter. Leap more than the age of adulthood, the law Lu tunes the yang. ”

Zhang Jie has not memorized the thousand-character text, perhaps because he can't understand the meaning of the text itself, which is a traditional Chinese character, and he has a headache when he looks at it, and if he wants to recite it completely, I'm afraid it's impossible not to spend time writing.

Wang was washing clothes by the well again, and the wound on her arm had almost healed, but there was still a scar on her entire arm, and the scar was so serious that it could not be cured even with the medical level of that world, let alone in this world.

Maybe these scars will always follow Wang's family, and I don't want to get rid of them in this life.

In the past, the little aunt always followed the back of the third aunt's buttocks, and rarely took care of the Wang family, but now, if there is nothing to do, the little aunt will always come to Zhang Jie's house with an iron egg or Xiao Ni, and the two of them can talk and laugh for half a day.

Naturally, he knew what the little sister-in-law thought, but after seeing the obviously more smile on Wang's face, Zhang Jie felt that this might be a good thing, at least, there was one more person to talk to Wang's side.

Zhang Hao, this kid, always hid in the house and looked into the yard, not because he didn't want to come out to play with Zhang Jie, but because the third aunt wouldn't let him.

It seems that from the day Zhang Jie got the place to study, the little sister-in-law thought that Zhang Jie was born and snatched the splendid future from her son.

So during this time, the third aunt looked at her eyes even more indifferently, and even sometimes even had a little resentment.

This is not a big deal, time will be the best healing medicine, at most three or five months later, everything will still be back on track, reading is not the main theme of this world, Mengxue is just a kind of spiritual sustenance, a means to climb out of this poor and backward village, but there are no way to learn people in this world, and living, or how to live better, is the inconvenient theme of this world.

His cheap dad is coming back, this is the news that few people in the village have come, that is, the matter of the past two days, because Zhang Jie is going to the school in three days to learn in Limeng, and the people in the village who came back from the county seat have sent a message that before Zhang Jiemeng learns, he will come back and bring the cost of Wa'er Mengxue together.

This is also the reason why there is a little more smile on Wang's face.

Cheap dad doesn't know where he got so much ability, in short, Zhang Jiemeng learned a silver ingot, he boasted that Haikou wanted to pack.

"I'm not a fool who just knows how to work hard." This is Zhang Jie's only evaluation of cheap dad.

Originally, I thought that the cheap dad worked hard in the county to earn some money in the past and handed it over to the old lady, and then the old lady handed it over to the third uncle to spend there, but now it seems that the cheap dad also seems to have some private money in hand.

is still a bit of a brain, Zhang Jie hastily set the label for the cheap dad.

But in fact, when the cheap dad came back in a bright dress and a tall horse in his hand, Zhang Jie was really dumbfounded.

This is the first time Zhang Jie has seen this father, who is about thirty years old, which is obviously inconsistent with the imaginary image of a man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, thick legs and a big face.

Like the third uncle, he has a weak scholarly temperament, I heard that this cheap father once studied under the old master for half a year, and then ran out of the school because he somehow, and then Shengsheng gave up the quota for the third uncle and went to work in the county seat by himself.

This is also the eternal pain in the heart of the mother Wang.

is a little white-faced, this is Zhang Jie's impression of the cheap dad again.

Wang stood at the door of his house, did not greet him, but looked at the horse led by the cheap father in a daze, a woman with an arrogant expression.

The woman looked like she was in her early thirties, she looked very thoughtful, but she had a sense of superiority on her body for no reason, the clothes on her body were shiny, and the jade bracelet on her hand and neck was as thick as the two on the neck of the third aunt.

The hairpin on the head is also very delicate, and there are two small bells attached to it, and as the horse rises and falls, the two small bells make a crisp sound of tinkling dong.

"Da Lang, this is your home? It's really not good, hurry up and pay the silver, let's go back to the county, it's tattered, and it looks terrible. ”

When the woman said this, she intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the indifferent Wang family, looking high.

"My dad is actually a little white face!" With his mouth slightly open, Zhang Jie next to the stone platform held a book in his hand, and he didn't care too much about the cheap father, but looked at the Wang family with a slightly uneasy expression.

For this woman who likes to go against the grain, such a blow is enough to destroy all the self-confidence in Wang's heart.