Chapter III 1
It was only half past three in the afternoon, and Zhao Wenhua had just returned from his parents' house. She hid it from her father-in-law and mother-in-law, and found a relationship to get 200 catties of waste from the furniture factory and brought it back to her parents' house, so that she could burn the kang in winter. I was tired and sweaty as soon as I stacked the wood, and rushed home in disgrace, thinking that I would quickly go back to pack up and change my clothes.
Unexpectedly, before he reached the door of his house, he met his own man head-on, followed by Han Lu and Han Xiaoxiao.
Liu Changsheng frowned and asked, "Which ditch is this?" Get this one in the dust. ”
Zhao Wenhua glanced at him and said, "Go to the side!" Then he leaned in and asked, "Why did you bring them home?" What's going on? ”
Liu Changsheng said impatiently: "Han Daguang has drunk too much at home again, and the two babies are going to eat today." Let's see what we can do. ”
When Zhao Wenhua heard the word "Han Daguang", he felt a stump in his heart, squinted at Han Xiaoxiao, and said in a low voice: "I will watch Han Xiaoxiao eat for a while, and I will tell him."
"Hmm."
Zhao Wenhua originally wanted to take a good rest before dinner, but now the matter came up again. I had to wash my hands and be busy cooking. There are noodles pressed a few days ago at home, as well as freshly born bean sprouts, Zhao Wenhua doesn't have to think about it, he just starts making steamed noodles, there is not much meat at home, so he put a big spoonful of lard in the pot, just have that meaning, and put lard more fragrant. I was thinking about what I was going to talk about for a while, so I didn't bother to put too much effort into it, so I just steamed it once, and even served it on the table when I was familiar with it.
The two babies were hungry for a day, and they couldn't talk when they saw the steamed noodles, so they ate "snoring". Zhao Wenhua gestured with Xiaolu several times and reminded him to go up to the house to talk, but Xiaolu was like he didn't see it, just burying his head in eating noodles. Zhao Wenhua looked anxious.
Half of the size eats Lao Tzu to death, and there is not even a green onion left in a basket full of steamed noodles. It really startled Liu Changsheng and his family.
Xiaolu finished eating and put the chopsticks on the table, stood up and wanted to pull Han Xiaoxiao away, the latter was still savoring, wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and said, "What are you anxious about!" But he stood up anyway.
Zhao Wenhua was in a hurry, so he hurriedly went up and pressed the path to the stool, "Sit again, sit again." Then give Liu Changsheng a look.
"Yes, yes, Han Lukai took out the diary and showed it to Aunt Kaihua. Recognize a lot of words! It's beautifully written, too! ”
Han Xiaoxiao came to her senses as soon as she heard this, she hadn't read Xiaolu's diary yet, and every time he wrote it secretly. So he urged: "Take it out quickly." The main thing is to show off and listen to her.
Xiao Lu frowned, and although he was not very happy, he still took out the notebook. Zhao Wenhua hurriedly took it and flipped through it, and couldn't stop boasting: "Look at what this character is written!" It's beautiful, boxy. How can I recognize these words, I look good enough to be in the third grade! ”
Saying this, the words changed and said: "Han Xiaoxiao, look at the path, and then look at the road!" I've heard that this study is not very good. Don't take advantage of today's efforts to let Mr. Kai open a small stove! ”
Liu Changsheng hurriedly echoed: "Yes, lead the path in to watch TV for a while, and I will make up for Han Xiaoxiao!"
Zhao Wenhua said "um", pulled the path and was about to go to the back room.
Han Xiaoxiao listened to the clouds, why did she suddenly make up for the lesson. She felt that her stomach was swollen from eating at this moment, and her brain was like mush, so she wanted to lie down. I stayed up most of the night last night, and now I can't wait to fall asleep on the kang and sleep until tomorrow morning.
Xiao Lu looked at this posture and knew that he couldn't mix it up today. Zhao Wenhua looked at his eyes, as if he was a steaming sweetie, and these two people arranged Xiaoxiao and himself as soon as they came and went. He felt uncomfortable, and he didn't want to hide it. I simply put my bag on the table, and then sat down firmly.
Zhao Wenhua was stunned for a moment, and stabbed him with his hand, "This baby, what's wrong?" Don't want to watch TV? ”
Xiaolu pointed at Han Xiaoxiao, waved his hand towards the inner room, then looked at Zhao Wenhua left, then at Liu Changsheng, and then at the stool in front of him, and sat still.
Now it's Liu Changsheng's turn to be confused, what does he mean? Not full?
Han Xiaoxiao sat opposite him, looking at his serious face, he already knew it in his heart. After being together for so long, Xiao Lu's eyes and gestures couldn't hide anything from him. Seeing this, he said, "The path means that you don't need to go in, just say it in front of me."
Zhao Wenhua was stunned and squeezed his eyes at his man. The latter looked around, and his mouth was annoyed, and he was quiet for a while, and sighed: "Didn't you say it last time?" Ay... Do it! It's too early to say anything else, so do you want to say yes? ”
Xiaolu didn't speak, looking up at the other side. Han Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he clapped his hands and said, "How can there be such a good thing!" Yes, there is a godfather who is a principal, and a godmother who is a cadre, how can you not want to! He grinned straight down the path.
Zhao Wenhua is afraid of this, she just wants to recognize Xiaolu as a godson, but she doesn't want to mess with Han Daguang's family, and she can't tear off the dog skin plaster. Seeing that Han Xiaoxiao's reaction was too enthusiastic, I thought that the two of them were wronged.
was struggling with whether he should recognize this relative, and Han Xiaoxiao continued to speak: "This is good!" What a blessing I am! After a pause, he changed his tone and said, "That's it. . . It is... Well, can you not let people know? Han Xiaoxiao glanced at Xiaolu in embarrassment, "I don't want my father and mother to know." ”
When Zhao Wenhua heard this, his heart was overjoyed, and he said without hesitation: "That's for sure!"
She answered too quickly, and Han Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and smiled awkwardly.
This matter was settled, and Zhao Wenhua and his family were also relieved. Seeing that Han Xiaoxiao is a number, he is not so resistant to her. He said, "I want to eat steamed noodles in the future."
"Uh-huh! Thank you, Aunt Hua. Han Xiaoxiao replied sweetly. Then he tugged the path, "Don't hurry up, thank you godfather and godmother." Xiao Lu smiled helplessly at the two people in front of him, and then was held down by Han Xiaoxiao and bowed.
On the way back, Han Xiaoxiao saw that he was sullen and didn't care about himself. Knowing that he was a little angry, he asked him, "Do you think that I am too angry with them and don't look down on me like this?"
Xiao Lu was stunned, quickly shook his head, and looked at her at a loss. He really didn't think so, he just felt that he was so nervous that she would be angry if she found out, so he didn't dare to agree to Liu Changsheng easily, but she didn't care at all, as if he had nothing to do.
Han Xiaoxiao saw him like this, pouted and said: "Many people in the village say that Zhao Wenhua is disgusting, saying that she can't give birth to a son. ”
Xiaolu looked at her with a questioning expression, and Han Xiaoxiao said again: "She just looks honest, good-looking, and... She stopped, glanced at the path, and pursed her lips, "Count, don't talk about that." And he strode forward.
Xiao Lu felt that she was not quite the same as when she was at Zhao Wenhua's house, but he couldn't tell what was the difference, so he could only hurry up and follow her.
Xiaolu felt that he sometimes couldn't understand Han Xiaoxiao, he felt that he had no secrets in front of Han Xiaoxiao, he had no memory and no past, and Han Xiaoxiao knew everything about him. Digging vegetables in the mountains, catching grasshoppers, catching monkeys, and touching fish were all taught to him by Han Xiaoxiao. The clothes he wore were made by Han Xiaoxiao with her mother, and his shoes and socks were also bought by Han Xiaoxiao begging her mother.
Although she once said that she was older than her, she was going to be her brother. But she has always taken care of herself, she is not like a sister, but like a mother, managing him to eat, drink and Lazar. In addition to studying almost, Han Xiaoxiao is simply the most powerful person in the world in his heart.
When it comes to learning, Koji has a gut feeling. He did go to school, at least now he knows all the words in the school textbooks, and he can understand the texts he didn't learn later. If he said that he had already been in the first grade, he should be 8 years old, right? But he is a little shorter than Hu Fat'er in the same class, he is only 7 years old.
Xiaolu wants to retrieve his memory, although he is used to his current life, but he has a longing for his biological parents. At least definitely not Han Daguang and Li Xiuhua. If he really remembered what happened before, he would be able to find his parents, and he would take Han Xiaoxiao back with him at that time. Let her never have to face that villain of Han Daguang again!
Han Xiaoxiao is now focused on learning Chinese, and she is not interested in arithmetic or anything. But in order for Xiaolu to be able to talk to her well in the future, she must read more. Besides, he can't be too far behind the path, and he will look down on himself.
Autumn was dull for a while, and then it passed in fear. In winter, Westinghouse was too cold, Han Xiaoxiao was afraid that he wouldn't be able to stand it, so he begged Li Guangyuan several times, and finally he agreed to lend money to Li Xiuhua, and asked someone to make a kang for Westinghouse, pull the wires, and connect to tap water.
In the final analysis, Li Guangyuan is just watching that the dust has settled now, and the old Han family has a son, and he is willing to be a good person. Zhao Shuying's stomach has not moved for many years, although he is dead, but seeing that other people's families have sons is even more greedy.
The ondol in the West Inghouse was finally connected before the heavy snowfall. Han Xiaoxiao excitedly pulled the path to collect firewood after school every day. If there is no Han Daguang, although this day is a little harder, Han Xiaoxiao is still satisfied.
Han Xiaoxiao stole her mother's money a few times, saved it into the shoes that Xiaolu wore when he first arrived at his house, and then pressed them to the bottom of the kang box. It's not much, two pieces at a time, anyway, Han Daguang took the money away when he came back, and her mother never suspected her.
During the Chinese New Year, Han Daguang came back again, and the money earned by pasting lanterns was put into the kang at that time, so there were not a few left at home. Han Daguang didn't know which tendon was twitched, but he didn't make a move. Later, I heard Li Rongfa say that Han Daguang had climbed some high branches in Zhou City. It is estimated that it was also drunk and bragged.
The days passed like that. In the spring of the new year, Li Xiuhua didn't let the two of them sleep in the same room, after all, they were both big, so Xiaolu slept alone in the West House. Only when Han Daguang came back, Han Xiaoxiao went over to be his companion.
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was 1997, and the two children were about to enter the third grade in the second half of the year. At this time, the loudspeaker in the village reported that due to policy problems, starting this year, most of the rural private schools will be banned!