In the afternoon, An Luan and a group of children were playing in a deserted grassland.

In front of them were stone mills with handicrafts they had made.

These handicrafts are all made of mud. An Luan made a big windmill that her grandmother taught her to make, and a car and a mobile phone that the older children taught her.......

A few children such as An Luan and Changhan did a good job, but they were not as delicate as those older children.

An Luan and Changhan have a stone mill, she always turns her head from time to time to see what Changhan does, and Changhan often turns her head to look at her.

The grasshoppers on the trees next to them jumped unscrupulously past the children and into the grass.

Swallow kept watching her play with Changhan.

I don't know why, the swallow is always isolated.

She always can't unite with others, I don't know if it's because she's not active enough or because others don't like to play with her.

She always likes to stick to An Luan and watch An Luan play.

If it was only An Luan alone, she would still play with An Luan, and she had more fun than anyone else, her eyes were always shining, and her mouth kept talking.

"Luan Luanluan, your uncle called and asked you to pick it up quickly. Mountains, mountains Mountains and Mountains ......"

As if someone was calling himself, An Luan looked around suspiciously.

"It's my mom calling you." The swallow that has been quiet next to her, but the eyes are not quiet, and the swallow that is looking at her very brightly at the moment said.

An Luan looked up at the source of the voice, and finally found the right direction.

She saw her mute mother standing at the toilet at the back of their house, screaming at her, and it looked like she was about to scream again when she opened her mouth wide.

"Okay, got it."

An Luan hurriedly ran over in a panic.

She was bouncing and grinning happily.

On the phone, An Luan only said, oh, um, oh, um, um, um.

An Luan left the dumb house very happily, and she almost fell on the way because she was always forgetting herself.

In her heart, she couldn't wait to tell her grandmother.

"Uncle Grandma called today, saying that he and his aunt will come to our house at noon tomorrow, so that we can cook and don't panic and wait for them."

The reason why the mute family is called the "dumb family" is because there are two mutes in their family.

Dumb dad mute mom has four children, and the eldest daughter is born mute; The second child is a son, because the mute father and mute mother are too busy, the son is brought by the eldest daughter, and he learns to be mute when he babbles.

The second daughter's name is Yunxiang, and she has been hunched since she was a child.

The youngest daughter is a swallow, a four-body person.

Their family makes a living from hunting animals, and they are also the wealthiest family in the village, and they probably have a telephone in the village.

So their house is like a phone booth.

The popularity in the village is very good.

Someone said behind his back that they must have caught too many animals and killed too many creatures and suffered retribution.

Grandma came back with a big basket full of straw.

Because it was too full and heavy, the wheat straw poked the back of the grandmother's neck, and the grandmother didn't seem to feel it.

Grandma was very fat, and her waist, which was not straight, was now almost completely pressed down by the heavy basket.

Grandma struggled to move forward.

An Luan jumped around his grandmother, "Uncle Grandma called and said that he and my aunt will come at noon tomorrow, so that we don't have to panic and wait for them tomorrow." ”

Looking at An Luan, who was happily bouncing around her, grandma smiled.

"Do you like them coming?"

"I like it."

"Why? Aren't you afraid that they will come and eat our food? Grandma smiled.

An Luan tilted his head and said seriously, "I like them coming and looking forward to them coming, because they will bring me delicious food when they come." ”

"Hehehehehe!" Grandma seemed to have heard a very funny joke.

"When they come, I tell them that the mountains like them to come, because when they come, they will bring a lot of delicious food to the mountains. I'm going to say this so that they can bring delicious food back to the mountains, okay? ”

"Okay." An Luan jumped up happily.

The kitchen was dimly lit, only the oil lamp was used in the kitchen.

The fire in the oil lamp flickered on and off. Even if you look at it, it's very good-looking.

But at that time, there was an endless amount of excitement and joy in my heart, where to stop and appreciate this.

She knelt on the edge of the stone beside the stove, her arms folded against the pot, and looked at her grandfather.

Grandpa stood by the pot at the other end and drank porridge.

An Luan looked at him with a burning eye, "Master, my uncle called today and said that I will come over with my aunt tomorrow, so that we don't panic and wait for them at noon tomorrow." ”

Grandpa laughed when he heard this, "I know that your grandmother told me a long time ago." ”

"Master, why do we cook porridge every day?"

Grandpa said seriously, "It's good to drink porridge, and drinking porridge can raise people." The child drank the tall, tall, healthy and healthy one. ”

The lights were dim, but the grandfather's body was so bright in An Luan's eyes, and in his heart, somehow An Luan remembered this scene very clearly.

Although Grandpa is a farmer, his waist is straight, which can make people feel his self-confidence and integrity.

"Master, what are we going to do tomorrow?"

Grandpa said loudly: "Tomorrow cut meat and make dumplings." Do you like to eat it? ”

"I like it!"

"How many bowls are you going to eat tomorrow?"

"Two bowls. Not three bowls. ”

"Okay, I remember. I'll see if you can tomorrow. ”

"Yes!"

The bed was placed by the door.

The lights are particularly dim.

It's always as if grandparents have endless things to say.

Where does grandpa sleep, An Luan and grandma sleep here.

Although it was summer, An Luan always habitually approached his grandmother, almost curled up in his grandmother's arms.

There was the sound of wind in her ears, and her grandmother always kept shaking the banana fan to fan An Luan with her eyes closed.

Listening to the sound of the banana fan, An Luan's heart is so peaceful, as if he is soaked in the warm winter sun.

An Luan always couldn't survive his grandparents, and they always kept talking in their ears, talking about things in the field, talking about the harvest of whom's family, and talking about some trivial things.

With such a voice, An Luan entered the dream.

Later, An Luan felt how happy he was at that time!