As usual, when I got up at six o'clock in the morning, the old horse went to tear up the calendar. Today is Monday, the eighth day of the seventh month of the solar calendar, the sixth day of the sixth month of the lunar calendar - the first day of the sixth month of Xinwei. The old horse tore up the calendar and shook the fan and waited for the morning light.

Zhiyuan got up, sent away Tsai Tsai and Gui Ying, and went out to buy breakfast. When Weng and his son-in-law were having breakfast, Lao Ma's phone rang - it must be an election. An hour passed for the old horse to chat.

Thinking about Ma Chengen in his heart, the external cause is strong and the internal cause is missing, and the matter of pushing Chengen to be the village chief - there is some trouble. Hard-headed, the old horse called Cheng En, Cheng En was harvesting fruit in the field today, he was really busy without space, seeing the old horse's kindness, he agreed, hung up the phone and was busy with his own orchard. Lao Ma is like Prime Minister Zhuge who came out of Qishan, he can't manage the court before the army, and he, the "emperor", should be boring.

At half past nine, two people came to the house - it turned out that Gui Ying bought a big TV on the Internet last night and delivered it this morning! Lao Ma was incredibly shocked, and asked Zhiyuan several times just where and how the big TV came from. The two of them installed it in an orderly manner at home, and Zhiyuan patiently explained various details of online shopping to Lao Ma. Hearing the commotion at home, Yangyang came out barefoot and in small pajamas.

After installation, they are commissioning. Yangyang saw that there was a TV at home, and she was as happy as a bird chirping when she saw food. After the two left, Zhiyuan took the remote control to teach Lao Ma, and Lao Ma looked similar to his own, so he sat on the sofa and watched TV. Yangyang watched from the side, and when he saw a cartoon, he went to the old horse to grab the remote control, but the old horse didn't give it, and the grandfather and grandson played around. The old horse teased the baby, who wanted to sit on the ground and cry angrily. Lao Ma had no choice but to find her cartoons to watch.

"Bao'er, hurry up, do you want to see this doll or that mouse?" The old horse asked Yangyang according to the channel.

"I want to see rats!" Yang Yang chose the cartoon "Tom and Jerry".

Lao Ma saw that she really wanted to watch it, so he turned off the TV first. Yangyang turned his head and glared at the old man and was about to cry, but the old horse hurriedly interjected: "Stop first!" Put away the tears! Grandpa has something to discuss with you! ”

"What's the matter?" Yang Yang asked with tears in her eyes.

"It's ten o'clock, can you see?" The old horse pointed to the big clock at home and asked.

Yangyang didn't know how to look at his watch at all, but he nodded seriously.

"From ten to twelve o'clock, you watch TV and watch cartoons! Afternoon! After you wake up from a nap, grandpa watches TV, okay? The two of us take turns watching TV, can we make it? The old horse bowed his head and patiently explained the rules to Yangyang.

"Done!" Yang Yang nodded.

"Look at it in the morning, and watch it in the afternoon! Got it? Lao Ma confirmed again that he was afraid that Xiao'er would regret it.

"Understood!"

"Okay, give you the remote control!"

Lao Ma gave the remote control to Yangyang, lay on the recliner on the balcony, and turned on the Qin dialect to listen. Grandparents and grandchildren do not interfere with each other and have their own pastimes.

The old horse was constantly interrupted by rippling laughter this morning, and from time to time he glanced at the TV, nothing more than mice teasing cats, cats and mice, how rippling and laughing non-stop, a mouse and a cat sloping around, the little doll was so fascinated, the old horse was puzzled. Yangyang sat barefoot on the ground, and two hours passed, and Zhiyuan insisted on hugging her from the TV during lunch dinner.

After dinner, Yang Yang was sleepy, and the old horse saw that the opportunity had come, so he didn't sleep during the nap, and sat directly on the sofa and watched TV. When he was looking for a channel, he did the math, and he hadn't watched TV for half a month. I didn't find Qin Yan, and there was no news about Shaanxi and the central government, and I later found a "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". The current performance is the episode of Uncle Huang's defeat and surrender to Yuan Shao, Lao Ma pondered for a while, and immediately went to Guan Yu to pass five levels and kill six generals, it was the time to look good, he lay down on the sofa and the sound was amplified, and this good look has passed for several hours.

Yangyang got up at three o'clock and went to the living room to watch TV, she rubbed on the old horse's shoulder, and grabbed the remote control from time to time, but the old horse refused to give it to her. At last he was about to cry, and the old horse sat up and pointed at Yangyang and said loudly:

"Bao'er, did we say okay in the morning - you watch in the morning and I watch in the afternoon?"

When Yangyang heard this, he seemed to be impressed but not convinced, and only stared at the remote control with his mouth slightly open and stunned.

"Grandpa is pointing to that big clock for you to see, from ten to twelve o'clock you watch the rats run, and in the afternoon grandpa watches TV, right?"

Yang Yang came back to his senses and glared at the old man, not speaking, pouting.

"You're here with me—it's useless to cry! It's useless for your dad and mom to talk! We have to talk about the rules! Do you like it tomorrow morning? ”

Yang Yang was unwilling, and only twisted his little face around.

"Go, go to your room and play your game, grandpa let you show you cartoons at night!" The old horse is fierce and petted.

Yang Yang didn't know how to answer, like a little lamb that had left the old sheep at dusk, and turned back to his house in three steps. The old horse lay down contentedly and continued to watch "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

When Yangyang returned to the house, she felt that all the toys in the house were boring, so she picked up the puppet and threw the rabbit, picked up the ball and threw the puppet, picked up the paintbrush and threw the ball...... She was rolling around on the floor, hundreds of toys large and small could not please her, and she seemed to have no love for this room. Suddenly, Yang Yang leaned on the door frame and secretly looked at the old man, and saw that the old man was fascinated, so the little man leaned against the wall and slipped lightly into the old stable.

After entering the house, I touched it high and low, and there was nothing good. When she got to the corner, she saw a big black box standing in the corner, and she was very curious, so she found the zipper from the side of the box, and pulled the box in half all the way down. Yang Yang rummaged inside—the man was as small as if he had gone into a box. Suddenly, something wrapped in plaid cloth came to her eyes, and she pulled it out with all her strength and placed it on the ground. First dismantled the cloth round and round, and then saw a pair of old cloth shoes, one shoe was tied with a rope, and there was a layer of plaid cloth in the rope, and the other shoe was bare.

She was so frightened that she crouched down on the ground and listened to the door—no sound! The fleshy little hand took out one of the red tickets, folded it happily, and stuffed it into the pocket of his jeans. Then put the shoes in the cloth and put the cloth in the box. When she went to zip her suitcase, she couldn't pull it! The villain is so anxious that his face is red! It doesn't matter, she is as witty as a little mouse, she turns the side of the box opening towards the corner, takes a few steps back, and checks the scene with a smile - flawless! So he twisted his little buttocks, covered his mouth and laughed out of the house.

After returning to her house, she took the money and looked at it carefully, sniffed and licked it, and suddenly had a plan. She stuffed the money in her pocket and went to her father, saying that she was going to play with Zhou Zhou. After Zhiyuan called Zhou Zhou's grandmother, he sent Yangyang to Zhou Zhou's house. Grandma Zhou Zhou was busy with housework and had no time to estimate the two children. In Zhou Zhou's empty room, Yang Yang first took out the red ticket, and then the two of them whispered in their ears that the gods couldn't understand. After plotting, Zhou Zhou asked her grandmother to take them downstairs to play.

The old man was entangled by the child, took off his apron and put on his shoes, and took the two babies downstairs for a walk. When Grandma Zhou Zhou chatted with other old ladies in the yard, the two babies slipped into the convenience store downstairs, and in less than three minutes, they each chose their favorite snacks and toys, paid the ticket, collected change, and tiptoed back to the old man - the whole process was as successful as entering the melon field and holding the melon out during the day! The two played heartily, and Grandma Zhou Zhou only thought it was the money given by Yangyang's father and didn't care.

When it was almost six o'clock, Zhiyuan came back with Yangyang, and when he saw Yangyang holding a new toy, he asked casually, and Yangyang said that it was given by Zhou Zhou. After dinner, Yang Yang suddenly noticed that there was a bulge in his trouser pocket—it turned out to be looking for change. There was nowhere to put this large amount of money, and for fear of being discovered by adults, she quietly threw the money under the bed, so no one knew. Lao Ma was still wondering at night, why his little Tanhua didn't grab the TV with him after eating, and quietly went back to the house, which was a bit abnormal.

After the boy came back, he didn't say hello to the old horse, and he was still angry about wrestling the piano! The old horse is more or less aware of it, and he doesn't pay attention to it. Before going to bed, the old horse went to check the boy to take a bath, but it was still so wasteful, and he didn't turn off the faucet for half an hour from beginning to end! The old horse heard that his heart was dripping blood, and he only said nothing on his face.

When he returned to the house, he saw that the old man had a strange face, and deliberately took home the scratch paper that he had used up at school during the day, and threw it away in order to be in front of the old horse—this was the highest level of confrontation that Tsai could think of. The old horse picked up the paper, did not speak, and put the paper back into his drawer.

It was half past ten, and Zhiyuan saw that the old and the young ones did not move, so they turned off all the lights.

Knock knock knock...... Knock knock knock......

"Someone's knocking on the door?" Zhiyuan asked Gui Ying.

"It seems to be! I heard it like it was upstairs! ”

"Who would ...... it so late" Zhiyuan suspected that he had misheard.

Knock knock knock...... Knock knock knock......

"Yingying, Zhiyuan, someone is knocking on the door!" The old horse shouted in the house.

Zhiyuan hurriedly got up, turned on the lights, went to the gate, and looked at it from the cat's eye, it turned out to be Bao Xiaotang! Zhiyuan lowered his head and adjusted the pajamas on his body, and then opened the door.

"Xiaotang! Come on, come in, come in! Zhiyuan hurriedly invited Bao Xiaotang in.

"I'm going to find Yangyang's mother, you sit here, you're welcome!" Zhiyuan glanced at Bao Xiaotang's expression, it was very wrong, so he went to the house to find Gui Ying in three steps and two steps.

"Hurry up, Bao Xiaotang is here, something is not right!" Zhiyuan whispered in Gui Ying's ear in a hurry.

"Who?" The old horse shouted in the house.

"Your own people, go to sleep!" Gui Ying came out of the house in loose pajamas.

"Xiaotang, I was looking for you yesterday!" Gui Ying walked into the living room and looked at Bao Xiaotang as she walked. She covered her stomach with her left hand, her chin with her right hand, her head was so low that she couldn't see her face, her hair was a mess, and she saw a hole in the left sleeve of the pomegranate-red dress, and the white flower arm was exposed.

"What's wrong with you?" Gui Ying knew something was wrong.

Xiaotang shrank back, didn't dare to raise her head, didn't speak, only trembled up and down slightly, as if the sky was falling on her.

"Is something wrong? Sister, it's wrong to see you like this! Gui Ying sat next to Xiaotang and put her hand on Xiaotang's shoulder, only to see Xiaotang flash fiercely. Gui Ying didn't give up, and directly hugged Xiaotang gently and hugged her for a while.

"Sister Yingying, can I stay with you for a few days?" After a long time, Xiaotang opened his mouth and cried as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Yes! Yes! It's not like you haven't lived! It turns out that you didn't live with us for a while when you were young! ”

Bao Xiaotang never looked up, covered his face and cried for a few minutes before slowly stopping. Gui Ying patted her on the back, knowing that she must be injured, and she didn't dare to talk to her sister Bao Xiaoxing, such a big city, she could only look for her.

"Then you sit down first, and I'll give you the whole bed." After Gui Ying finished speaking, she went to the Yangyang house, first carried Yangyang to their house, then put the Yangyang house away, lowered the temperature of the air conditioner, and finally walked to the living room.

"The house is ready, you go to sleep! Whatever it is, it's over when you get up and sleep. Gui Ying helped Xiaotang fix her hair. Suddenly saw her face, it was red and swollen, Gui Ying trembled in fright, and then broke Xiaotang's face hard, pinning the hair on both sides, Xiaotang whimpered and stopped, Gui Ying ignored it completely, until she saw Bao Xiaotang's complete face. The right eye was so red and swollen that there was only a gap left, the corners of the mouth and nose were all injured, and there was blood on the forehead. Gui Ying saw the hair that was pulled out, and she couldn't worry about it.

"Xiaotang, what's wrong with you?" Gui Ying brought a box of paper and asked her with tears and blood while wiping her tears.

"Beaten!" Xiaotang straightened his face and let Gui Ying wipe it, only sobbing with tears.

"Who hit it?"

"The wife of the vice president of the company!"

"How?" Gui Ying asked through gritted teeth.

"She came to the company early this morning and hit me as soon as she came! ...... in front of everyone" Xiaotang couldn't cry when he said this, and lowered his head and covered his face and cried for a long time.

At first, Hyosung and Jong Lee first came to Shenzhen to work as clerks in the farmer's market, and then Gui Ying defected to Hyosung, and the two sisters lived together until she and Jong Lee got married. A few years later, Bao Xiaotang, who was many years younger than them, also came to Shenzhen, and Gui Ying lived with her until she married Zhiyuan at the age of twenty-three. At that time, Xiaotang was only a teenager, his mother died, and his father who farmed the land thought that it was useless for his daughter to go to school, and after graduating from primary school, he asked his daughter to help with farming, Xiaotang was unwilling, so he came all the way to mess with his sister. Seeing that she was young, Hyosung first sent her to learn a trade, and she learned a lot of miscellaneous things, but later learned the ability to keep accounts. In this way, step by step, she became a cashier in a small store to an accountant in a large company, which is not easy for a person who has not read any books.

When she stopped crying, Gui Ying handed over a piece of paper and asked her, "Are you a junior for others?" ”

Xiaotang was silent, only nodded, and the sunny day was cloudy and rainy.

Is she herself confused? Or is this city forcing people to spin around? Gui Ying couldn't say it clearly. Rousseau was right when he said: man is born free, but he is always in chains.

On the road of life, a bend is straight, and a straight is a bend. Bao Xiaotang is still not used to his stumbling dirt road, nor is he used to his destined tortuous life. On the road of life, she chose a shortcut, and often a shortcut was followed by a longer and more awkward detour.