Zhang Longfei's hand-cut copper coin is perfect, and the arc seems to be the same as the real coin. He ingeniously cut a few inexplicable small flowers along the arc, neatly surrounding the word "Ying". Lin Miaoxiang took a closer look, and it turned out that the patterns of several other paper-cuts were different, each revolving around the words "yuan", "exploration" and "pity". Lin Miaoxiang was happy, and immediately understood Zhang Longfei's intentions. These copper coins must be borrowed to refer to their daughters, which means that they are his Zhang Longfei's treasures.

Lin Miaoxiang suddenly regretted it a little. She secretly blamed herself in her heart for not laughing at Zhang Longfei's self-esteem last night, and not saying things like asking him to cut money for herself.

At this time, Lin Miaoxiang looked at the last copper coin papercut, but found that there was nothing else on this papercut except some quaint graphics. Lin Miaoxiang was very strange in her heart, and looked at it carefully, but she still didn't see the slightest clue.

Lin Miaoxiang looked at it for a while and simply stopped looking, thinking that she would ask Zhang Longfei when he came back. Thinking of this, she gently opened the drawer and carefully put the paper cutouts inside.

At this moment, the door was pushed open again. Mother-in-law Wei Chunhua cautiously carried a bowl of steaming boiled egg custard and walked in tremblingly. When Lin Miaoxiang saw it, she got up and greeted her.

Lin Miaoxiang hurriedly reached out and took the egg custard from Wei Chunhua's hand. She looked at Wei Chunhua's silver hair, and she was very sorry in her heart.

"Mom, I'll do these things myself."

"Hey, how do you do that? You can't leave something wrong with your confinement. Wei Chunhua was full of smiles and joy.

"Mom, I'm not that delicate. Besides, it's not my first time, so don't worry. For the white-haired mother-in-law in front of her, Lin Miaoxiang has always been respectful.

While speaking, Wei Chunhua had already walked to the bedside. She looked up at her grandson sleeping on the bed, intent on seeing it. It's just that her old eyes are dizzy and she can't see clearly, and Zhang Xichun is crawling around on the side, blocking her vision. Wei Chunhua was in a hurry, so she reached out and took Xiao Xichun aside.

Xiao Xichun was obviously hurt by her grandmother's arm, and she cried loudly with a "wow", she waved her little arm regardless of it, as if she was wronged. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xichun's arm accidentally hit his younger brother in the face. The sleeping baby was suddenly awakened, and he also cried hoarsely. When Wei Chunhua saw it, he was even more anxious. She raised her hand tremblingly and slapped Xiao Xichun's buttocks, letting her sit aside, and she reached out to pick up her little grandson. When Zhang Xichun saw that he was beaten, he was immediately aggrieved and cried even more unscrupulously.

The cries of the two children instantly bloomed in the small room, one after another, and the tone was frustrated, which made Lin Miaoxiang feel annoyed. She hurriedly put down the egg custard in her hand, reached out to pick up Xiao Xichun, and comforted the aggrieved Xiao Xichun in a whisper, letting the little baby in Wei Chunhua's arms cry endlessly.

After a while, Lin Miaoxiang appeased Zhang Xichun. She then put her out of her arms and told her to play with her sisters. Xiao Xichun happily answered, and ran away in a hurry.

Lin Miaoxiang took the child from Wei Chunhua's arms without saying a word, sat on the edge of the bed and fed it. Only then did the little baby stop crying, and while sucking the breast milk, he twitched from time to time, as if he was very sad.

Wei Chunhua saw Lin Miaoxiang's cold face, and she didn't speak, just lowered her head and stared at the child in her arms. She knew that Lin Miaoxiang must have been a little unhappy because she had just done something to Xiao Xichun. Wei Chunhua stood in place, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't say anything, silently pushed the door and left.

People in the countryside are used to waking up early. Take advantage of the cool summer night, finish the day's farm work early in the morning light, so that you can avoid the pain of the scorching sun.

The same is true for Zhang Longfei. The fiery red sun had just jumped out of the horizon, and before he could spread the light, Zhang Longfei had already walked back with a shovel. On the way back, I met a few villagers who had returned from the fields, except for nagging about the growth of some crops, everything else was nothing more than Zhang Longfei's joy in getting a noble son.

In everyone's congratulations, Zhang Longfei looked very proud. He walked home with great ambition, first went to the inner room to see Lin Miaoxiang's mother and son, and then asked his eldest daughter Zhang Yuanchun to prepare breakfast for him, and took a few bites casually.

After eating, Zhang Longfei pulled his slippers, took out the yellowed "Dream of Red Mansions" from the bag on the wall and sandwiched it under his armpit, and then staggered to the door.

The third daughter, Zhang Tanchun, is playing a game of grass fighting with her sister Zhang Xichun under the old elm tree in front of their home. The two sisters had a great time, giggling and laughing. At this time, as soon as Zhang Tanchun looked up, he saw his father Zhang Longfei walking over with "Dream of Red Mansions".

"Hey, old man, do you want to read again?" Zhang Tanchun squatted on the ground and shouted with a grin.

In the mouth of 6-year-old Zhang Tanchun, I never heard her call Zhang Longfei a word of father, and she has always been an old man and an old man. Zhang Longfei doesn't seem to care, but likes the third daughter's straightforward personality very much. However, Lin Miaoxiang often criticizes Zhang Tanchun, saying that it is very rude for her to call her father like this. But Zhang Tanchun didn't listen to it at all, and shouted at the old man as always. After a long time, Lin Miaoxiang could only let it go.

Zhang Longfei didn't bother to take care of Zhang Tanchun. He walked to the edge of the bed under the old elm tree, and at once fell on top of it.

When the youngest daughter Zhang Xichun saw her father lying on the cool bed, she immediately cried out with joy. She hurriedly got up and put aside Zhang Tanchun, ran over with joy, climbed onto the cool bed with her hands and feet, and rode on Zhang Longfei's stomach.

"I'm going to ride a big horse, I'm going to ride a big horse." Zhang Xichun was so excited that he shouted.

Zhang Longfei was helpless, so he had to put "Dream of Red Mansions" aside casually and teased Xiao Xichun for a while. After a while, Zhang Xichun seemed to be having fun, so he put aside Zhang Longfei and went to Zhang Tanchun to play a game of grass fighting.

Seeing that his little daughter was no longer clinging to herself, Zhang Longfei sighed slightly. He moved his body slightly, and then turned sideways to look at "Dream of Red Mansions".

I don't know when Zhang Longfei found that he couldn't do without "Dream of Red Mansions". Regardless of whether he is physically and mentally exhausted or depressed, as long as he has time to open "Dream of Red Mansions", Zhang Longfei will instantly immerse himself, forget his troubles, and forget himself. Pondering the language of the characters in the book and imagining the faces of the characters in the book made Zhang Longfei feel extremely happy. Over time, "Dream of Red Mansions" has become Zhang Longfei's spiritual pillar.

A breeze blew, and the old elm tree reluctantly shook its bloated body, and a few untimely yellow leaves fluttered down.

At this time, Zhang Daqiang next door also came home from the field with a hoe on his shoulder. As soon as he passed by the door of Zhang Longfei's house, he saw Zhang Longfei lying on the bed reading a book. He knew that Zhang Longfei must be watching "Dream of Red Mansions", and as soon as he thought about it, he turned around and walked over to the old elm tree.

"Long Fei, you like it again."

Zhang Longfei was fascinated, and suddenly heard Zhang Daqiang's voice, and quickly turned his head to take a look.

"What are you doing this time? Do you write poems for your siblings, or do you name your boy? Zhang Daqiang walked to the edge of the cool bed with a smile and sat down on the cool bed.

Zhang Daqiang is Zhang Longfei's distant cousin. Although they are not related by blood, they are finally next to each other. Zhang Daqiang is five big and three thick, stunned, and has a very strong temper, but he and Zhang Longfei have never blushed. Whenever the farm is slack, Zhang Daqiang will have something to do and ask Zhang Longfei to have a few sips and listen to him tell the story in "Dream of Red Mansions".

"Neither, I'll take a look. It's been a busy day, and I've never been idle. With that, Zhang Longfei groped out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and handed it to Zhang Daqiang.

Zhang Daqiang stretched out his hand to continue, and he was not in a hurry to ignite it, but just looked at Zhang Longfei with a smile. "I said Long Fei, you have read this "Dream of Red Mansions" one hundred and eighty times, if you just memorize it, I think you can also memorize it."

"That is, I can recite it for you completely without missing a word."

"And you still watch?" Zhang Daqiang asked puzzled.

"I can't help it, I'll just take this bite." As he spoke, Zhang Longfei couldn't help laughing.

Seeing this, Zhang Daqiang also laughed. The two chatted a few more words, and the topic naturally turned to Zhang Longfei's newborn son.

"I said Long Fei, I wanted to see what my eldest nephew looked like yesterday, but I was too embarrassed to enter my younger sister's room." At the mention of Lin Miaoxiang, Zhang Daqiang's dark face seemed to have a hint of red.

"It's okay, Brother Da Qiang, wait a few days, I will invite you to drink full moon wine, and I will take it out to show you enough when the time comes. Besides, I haven't decided on a name for him yet. As he spoke, Zhang Longfei couldn't help but raise his hand and scratch the back of his head.

"Why do you even need to think about it? Zhang Baoyubei. ”

"No, no." Zhang Longfei didn't seem to think about it, and even vetoed.

"Why not? What a beautiful name Zhang Baoyu has. Besides, look..."As he spoke, Zhang Daqiang pointed to Zhang Tanchun and Zhang Xichun, who were playing on the side. "You see, Yuanchun, Yingchun, Tanchun, and Cherish Spring are all here, and if you have another Baoyu, you will live together."

"Living together does not mean that everything is fine, it does not mean that the name is appropriate." Zhang Longfei said thoughtfully.

Zhang Daqiang gently played with the cigarette roll in his hand and looked at Zhang Longfei with a puzzled expression. He knew that Zhang Longfei was going to start reasoning with him again.

Sure enough, Zhang Longfei pondered for a moment and then opened the conversation. "The name of the man is so important. A good name can ensure a smooth sailing, but an awkward name can also make people stumble for a lifetime. Look at the Li Kun in "Dream of Red Mansions", she was originally the sister-in-law of Rongguofu, she was powerful and powerful, but her husband hung up early. Why is that? Name. You see, the surname Li should have been equipped with soil, or wood, and no matter how bad it was, it had to be equipped with water or something. However, her name is matched with a Chinese character, what is a Chinese character? Beautiful clothes, beautiful clothes, how can this match the surname Li? So, this Li Kun, not only did her husband finish playing early, but her heart 'Li' also finished playing early. ”