Chapter 7 Wood Carving
The houses and courtyards in the village are almost all the same.
In addition to the two main rooms, one in the south room, and a small firewood room in the west, the area of the yard is not too large, but there are also two cages of chickens.
Wei Ze stood in the middle of the courtyard, his waist straight, waiting to enter the house at any time.
After a while, Liu Chunyan came out of the house in a gloomy manner, and Liu Chunyan said in her mouth: "Leisurely, isn't this what you asked me to inquire about for you before, why do you turn your face and don't recognize people!" ”
Wei Youran, who stayed in the house, frowned, it is only eighty-five years now, this village is still feudal and conservative, Liu Chunyan ran to their house and asked her to go out to meet Zheng Hui, if she was seen, she would not be drowned by the spittle in the village.
Liu Chunyan shouted louder and louder outside: "Leisurely, my cousin is still waiting for you outside." ”
Hearing this, Wei Youran opened the door directly and went out, her slightly cold gaze fell on Liu Chunyan's body: "Chunyan, what are Zheng Hui waiting for me?" He's not afraid of being gossiped about as a man, I'm still afraid! It's okay, just go home quickly, I'm still injured, so I won't send you. ”
Liu Chunyan stared at Wei Youran with straight eyes.
Is this what Wei Youran would say?
In the past, Wei Youran couldn't wait to be seen messing with her cousin, so Zheng Hui didn't marry Wei Youran, and he had to be forced to marry her by the discussion in the village.
Zheng Hui didn't want to get into trouble with this kind of right and wrong, but Liu Chunyan begged to come over after crying and making trouble.
Liu Chunyan didn't stand still, wanting to stop talking, didn't Wei Youran want to go to the same school with Zheng Hui?
"What else are you looking at? Let's go! Wei Ze took two steps forward, glared at Liu Chunyan angrily, and scared Liu Chunyan away.
Only then did Wei Ze turn around: "Leisurely, let's enter the house." ”
Wei Ze and Wei Youran are sisters and brothers of the dragon and phoenix, although Wei Youran is an older sister, Wei Ze rarely calls her sister.
Wei Jianguo is not out, there are only two sisters and brothers at home, Wei Youran's injury is almost healed, she went to the kitchen to take a look, the rice jar at home is about to bottom out, obviously, the living conditions of the Wei family are far more difficult than Wei Youran thought.
Wei Youran tried to save as much as possible and made a pot of rice soup.
There were still dishes at home, so she fried a plate of cabbage herself.
After the meal was cooked, Wei Jianguo also came back from outside, still holding a small bag of rice in his hand.
Before entering the kitchen, Wei Jianguo smelled the fragrance of rice, he was stunned for a few seconds, strode into the kitchen, and saw his grandson making a fire, his granddaughter cooking, getting older, seeing this scene, Wei Jianguo's eyes couldn't help but moisten.
He coughed lightly: "Ranran, how did you cook, you forgot, your hands are used for writing." ”
Wei Youran paused for a few seconds, and then remembered that the original owner had never helped the family, and he was pretentious and a nerd who was a dead student.
So much so that Wei Jianguo never let Wei Youran do any work later.
Wei Youran smiled: "Grandpa, who said that you can't write when you cook, you haven't tasted my craft yet, just right, the rice will be ready immediately." ”
Wei Jianguo knew that his grandson had grown up and knew that he was distressed, so he smiled with relief and poured the small half-bag of rice he got back into the rice bowl: "Okay, try the craftsmanship of Ranran." ”
Wei Youran's eyes naturally noticed the pot of rice, and before she could ask, Wei Ze had already spoken: "Master, did you sell the wood carving?" ”