After dinner, Zhang Yuanchun took a shower and went back to bed to lie down. When she thought of her time at school today, she couldn't help but feel as happy as she was blooming.

At this time, Zhang Yingchun crawled over lightly and quietly crouched beside Zhang Yuanchun.

"Sister......" Zhang Yingchun called softly.

"Hmm......" Zhang Yuanchun suddenly stopped the nonsense in his mind, tilted his head and looked at Zhang Yingchun.

"Sister, has the homeroom teacher of your class changed?"

"Changed, now Teacher Miao is our homeroom teacher."

"Has the squad leader changed?"

"Teacher Miao hasn't announced who the class leader is, but I think it should be Li Ran who will be the class leader of our class."

"Brother Li Ran?"

"yes. From the first grade to the fourth grade, Li Ran has always been the class president, and the teachers and classmates like him very much, and they think he is the best class president. Zhang Yuanchun said a little proudly.

"Do you like him, then?" Zhang Yingchun suddenly burst out of a sentence.

"I like it." Zhang Yuanchun didn't seem to think much about it, and said it casually.

"Oh......" Zhang Yingchun seemed to be very lost. After a while, she asked in a low voice: "That, sister, you like Brother Li Ran, does Brother Li Ran like you?" ”

"Ah......" Zhang Yuanchun only found out that Zhang Yingchun had something to say at this time, so she casually said a perfunctory sentence.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yingchun didn't seem to be relentless, and asked after him: "Then why did he give you candy today?" ”

"Ah......" Zhang Yuanchun looked even more surprised at this time. She muttered for a long time before asking, "How do you know?" ”

"Don't ask me how I know, why did he give you candy?" Zhang Yingchun suddenly pursed his mouth, looking very unhappy.

Zhang Yuanchun hesitated slightly, but finally opened his mouth. "I helped him wrap the book jacket, so he gave me candy."

"Didn't he offer it to you?"

"It's not."

"Oh......" Zhang Yingchun replied softly, and then didn't speak again. After a while, Zhang Yingchun rolled over, and soon fell asleep.

The night is thick and the summer breeze is pleasant. Zhang Yuanchun lay quietly on the bed, happily feeling the silence around him. Thinking about Zhang Yingchun's words just now, she couldn't help but feel a pang of chagrin in her heart. She knew that this sister of hers had always been arrogant and stubborn. If you are a little unhappy, you will be angry alone and ignore anyone.

Thinking about it, Zhang Yuanchun's thoughts suddenly turned to Li Ran again. She remembered that when she got out of school this afternoon, Li Ran said that she would teach him to wrap the book cover, but didn't the book cover be done when the school started? How can you wrap a book jacket without a new book? Why did Li Ran ask that?

Zhang Yuanchun thought about it for a long time, but after all, he couldn't think of a reason. A wave of sleepiness hit, and Zhang Yuanchun couldn't help but yawn a few times. She rolled over leisurely, and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep sweetly.

The south wind is full of windows at night,

The shadow of the moon is sinking and the night is not shining.

The green plum is gone,

The sound of bamboo horses fell asleep.

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Zhang Yuanchun opened his eyes. She looked up and around, then threw her head on the pillow again.

The two younger sisters are still asleep, and grandma Wei Chunhua seems to have already gotten up. Zhang Yuanchun knew that his grandmother must have gotten up to cook breakfast. Grandma would often tell her that she was getting older and sleeping less and less, and that instead of lying in bed and thinking, she should get up and do something.

Zhang Yuanchun lay on the bed for a while before getting up and getting dressed and walking out of the room. The air is so fresh on a summer morning. The morning breeze still seems to have the smell of night dreams, thin and cool. Zhang Yuanchun stretched comfortably, and then turned around and walked into the kitchen.

The low kitchen was underlit and blurred. The light bulbs hanging between the beams were covered with a thick layer of oil, which obscured most of the light from the bulbs. The stove is a common style in western Henan, with two pots and two stoves, and the size is different.

Wei Chunhua was standing in front of the stove and was busy working. Unaffected by the lack of light in the kitchen, she prepares the ingredients for breakfast as if she were familiar with it.

Zhang Yuanchun called grandma softly, and then habitually walked to the back of the stove and sat down in front of the stove. This stove was built by Zhang Longfei a few years ago, and it took him a lot of thought at that time. When the stove was completed, while the cement wall was not dry, Zhang Longfei also deliberately drew two lines of small characters with small branches on both sides of the stove:

The flint makes fire

Zhang's taste

At first, Zhang Yuanchun didn't know the meaning of this couplet, but later she went to school and read more, and gradually understood the meaning. As time passed, the small characters were blurred, but they could still be seen in the elegance of their brushstrokes. Looking at those few small words, Zhang Yuanchun suddenly remembered his father's appearance, and his heart suddenly became gloomy.

There was already a fire in the hearth. Bright, yellowish flames scurried in the small hearth, and every now and then the wind whirred. Zhang Yuanchun stared at the erratic flames in a daze, and did not come back to his senses until the firewood and grass in the stove were burned out and the flames were extinguished.

Zhang Yuanchun hurriedly grabbed a large handful of firewood and grass and stuffed it into the stove. Then she closed the damper again, waiting for the ashes to return. Who knows, there was a muffled sound of "whew", and a thick smoke came out of the baffle, choking Zhang Yuanchun and coughing violently.

Wei Chunhua raised her eyes and looked at Zhang Yuanchun, who was coughing non-stop, through the chimney, and then asked in a slow voice, "Girl, what's wrong?" Choking? ”

"Well, there's too much grass." Zhang Yuanchun covered his mouth and answered vaguely.

Wei Chunhua scooped some water into the pot, covered the pot, and then said slowly: "This cooking on the fire and living at home are actually the same truth. No matter what, you can't be too greedy, because if you are too greedy, you will have desires, and if you have desires, you will give birth to sin, and sin will eventually lead to death. ”

"Ah......" Zhang Yuanchun couldn't help but call out in surprise. She really couldn't understand what her grandmother meant.

Wei Chunhua didn't seem to notice the strangeness of her granddaughter at all, and still muttered while busy: "This person, it's not easy to live a lifetime, and it's even more difficult to live a life in peace." No matter what you say or do, you need to have peace of mind. Don't force anything, just let it be. Elementary school students should study hard when they go to school, and don't think about those messy things. ”

Zhang Yuanchun listened to his grandmother's chatter, and his brows gradually wrinkled. She vaguely felt that her grandmother had something to say, and it seemed that her words were pointing to her. Zhang Yuanchun suddenly realized a problem at this time, his conversation with Zhang Yingchun last night must have been heard by his grandmother.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanchun's face suddenly turned red, ashamed and annoyed. I'm ashamed that my little secret was known by adults, and I'm annoyed that I'm so careless. Zhang Yuanchun was at a loss and stretched out his hand to pull open the baffle of the damper. The firewood and grass in the stove were burning vigorously, and the bright yellow flames were scorching the black bottom of the pot, full of heat.

Zhang Yuanchun cooked breakfast with a heavy heart, and hurriedly ran out of the kitchen. She first woke up the two younger sisters, and then ran to Lin Miaoxiang's room and helped Zhang Xichun get dressed.

"Sister......" Zhang Xichun sat on the bed with sleepy eyes and shouted vaguely.

"Hmm......" Zhang Yuanchun replied softly, reaching out to carry Zhang Xichun out of bed.

"Sister, our kindergarten is so beautiful, much more beautiful than the previous kindergarten." This semester, Zhang Xichun was sent to a kindergarten in Hexia Town by Lin Miaoxiang. The conditions of the kindergarten in the town are much better than those in the village, and the young Zhang Xichun can't help but show off to his sister.

"Oh...... Then you must be well-behaved at school, don't cry casually, eat on time, and listen to the teacher. Zhang Yuanchun instinctively showed his instinct as an older sister, and his words reflected his concern for his little sister.

Lin Miaoxiang was standing on the side quietly combing her hair, raising her eyes from time to time to look at the two daughters in front of her. When she saw Zhang Yuanchun telling her sister like a little adult, she suddenly felt happy in her heart and couldn't help laughing.

"Mom, what are you laughing at?" Zhang Xichun raised his chubby little hand and gently pulled his hair.

Lin Miaoxiang leaned over and helped Zhang Xichun comb her hair a few times. "My sister is so obedient, my mother is happy."

Zhang Xichun saw that her mother praised herself early in the morning, and immediately giggled happily and ran out of the room. Lin Miaoxiang saw that Zhang Yuanchun's hair was a little messy, so she reached out to untie the pink rubber band and helped Zhang Yuanchun tie his hair again.

The family happily gathered around and finished breakfast, and Zhang Yuanchun took his two younger sisters to school. Lin Miaoxiang first fed Zhang Xiaohun, and then washed and dried the children's changed clothes, and then tied the baby carrier and carried Zhang Xiaohun firmly on his back.

After Zhang Xichun slowly climbed onto the tricycle with a small schoolbag, Wei Chunhua, who was standing on the side, suddenly said: "Miaoxiang, if you are really tired, just put Xiaohun and Xichun at home, I can still take care of their sisters." ”

"No need, Mom. I should have taken care of you, so why should I ask you to help me take care of the children? If I really can't handle it, I'll tell you. With that, Lin Miaoxiang pushed the tricycle and walked out of the house quickly.

Wei Chunhua stood trembling in place, looking at Lin Miaoxiang's back as she gradually moved away, and a trace of inexplicable expression suddenly surged over her face.

Mt. Rokuro is still green and lush. On the mountain road in the early morning, pedestrians are hurrying in a hurry.

Lin Miaoxiang also pushed the tricycle and walked laboriously on the mountain road of Liulang Mountain. The uphill road is certainly difficult to walk, but when going downhill, Lin Miaoxiang is also cautious, not daring to ride down the bike like others. It's just that every time she walks to the place where Zhang Longfei had an accident, Lin Miaoxiang always can't suppress the grief in her heart, and she can't help but cry. If it weren't for the child, Lin Miaoxiang would have wanted to run over and cry and ask why those ugly stones took her husband's life.