Chapter 152: Zhang Xiumei

Seeing that Jinshu and Zhao were back, the father and daughter hurriedly invited them in.

"Come in and sit!" Zhang Xiumei gave up her stool and motioned for Jinshu to sit down and roast the fire. Then she moved a stool from the side and motioned for Zhao Hui to sit down together. Zhao thanked him and moved the stool to sit next to the brocade book.

Zhang Gui picked up the bamboo fruit plate and handed it to the brocade book, and greeted with a smile: "There is nothing delicious at home, eat some melon seeds and sugar!" ”

Jin Shu was not polite, and reached out to grab a handful of melon seeds. The fruit plate was handed to Zhao Hui again, and he also repeated the action of the brocade book without saying a word. Immediately afterwards, Li Chunlan came in from outside.

"Ouch! It's snowing so hard today! She walked over to her sister and sat down, and as she spoke, she stretched out her hands and roasted them on the stove.

"It's snowing, it's a good year. Next year's harvest will definitely be good! Jin Shu took over with a smile.

"That's right, that's right, although your aunt hasn't studied, I still agree with this reason."

Several people sat around the stove, and only Jinshu and Zhang Gui and his wife chatted hotly. Zhao Hui grabbed the melon seeds and didn't move, while Zhang Xiumei also lowered her head quietly. Jin Shu thought of the purpose of bringing Zhao back, so he changed the topic and chatted with Zhang Xiumei.

"Sister Xiumei, how boring you are at home all day, come to our house to play if you have nothing to do. Didn't you say you wanted to learn to read last time, but you happened to be free these two days. ”

Zhang Xiumei raised her head and smiled shyly at Jinshu: "Won't it be too troublesome for you?" ”

"What's the trouble with that. We're about the same age, so we can get together and talk about everything. Zhao Hui is like a stuffy gourd all day long, I can't find anyone to talk to, and I'm about to be bored. ”

Zhang Gui and his wife were amused by her joking words. Zhang Xiumei glanced at Zhao Hui quickly, nodded with a flushed face, and said, "Okay, as long as you don't dislike me." ”

Jin Shu hurriedly waved his hand: "How can you dislike it?" When I first learned to read and write, I was scolded by my husband. But Zhao Hui is very smart, when the time comes, I can't teach him well. ”

Zhang Xiumei pursed her lips and buried her head lower. And I don't know if it's because the room is too stuffy, her face turned a little redder.

After staying for a while, Jin Shu stood up and planned to go home. Li Chunlan originally said that she wanted to keep the two of them for dinner, but the two of them walked fast, and in the end they didn't keep anyone.

By the time I got back, the snow had stopped, and the whole village was still white. When passing by the front of Li's house, Jinshu happened to look at Sun Qiaoyue in the courtyard. Sun Qiaoyue rolled her eyes and turned around and went into the house, and Jinshu just snorted coldly and ignored her.

The house of the Jinshu family was built on the west bank of the river, and although the single family had no neighbors, it did not prevent them from having a lively New Year. But it's not interesting to just sit on the fire, eat, and chat during the New Year, so Jinshu went into the kitchen and made a few small snacks to let everyone feast.

As soon as the second day of the new year passed, all those who went to visit relatives and New Year's greetings also returned. In the third year of junior high school, Zhang Xiumei came to the door with a basket of eggs.

"Aunt Qing, I'm here to play with Xiaojin. This is what my mother asked me to bring. Zhang Xiumei spoke softly and gently, and she didn't look like a child who grew up in a Zhuang family.

Although there is no shortage of these eggs at home now, Ye Shi still happily took the basket and invited people into the house with a smile.

"You can come here, why do you still send things? Your mother is just too polite. ”

"These eggs are all laid by our own chickens, Aunt Qing, you don't dislike it."

Zhang Xiumei not only has a gentle personality, but also knows how to be polite, and she is a typical child of someone else's family. A girl like her is the most popular in the village, and she is about to turn sixteen years old, and there are many people who have come to her to say goodbye to her in the past two years.