Lin Lishan looked at him in disappointment and said, "I thought I had finally found a delicate liking." This kid doesn't have any special preferences other than books. Give her something, she saves a little, don't waste it. ”

Zhao Yuanyuan was so anxious that she shouted loudly, "Auntie, I know." I know what Jiaojiao likes, you buy beautiful, she likes it. I'll tell you, I've paid attention to her. Let's just talk about clothes. She hates the big flower cloth jacket, and she is angry when you give it to her. White, black, and small flowers without big red and green are acceptable to her. If you want her to wear red, you have to be red all over, don't bring all those fancy colors.

By the way, she said she wanted to be more elegant. In the winter, even if she freezes to death, she will not wear my flower cotton jacket. Every time she saw a classmate wearing a big red flower dress to show off, she would sneak away. ”

Lin Lishan laughed when she heard this, "Yes, I already knew this about her." Buying a coat requires me to be black and brown, and I will wear a bright red and bright yellow sweater inside, which looks stable. Discerning. Yuanyuan, Jiaojiao said that the shirt that makes plaid cloth is still worn by the men, do you want it? You must look good in it. ”

"If you want it, if you want it, where can you buy the cloth? Oh, I'm going to find Jiaojiao early, the flower dress she asked me to make last year is so beautiful, and several classmates can use it to make a look. ”

Lin Lishan asked curiously, "Isn't she not fond of flower cloth?" Will you wear it? ”

Zhao Yuanyuan looked at her mother anxiously, "Mom, tell your aunt, it's not a flower cloth, no, it's really a flower cloth." Oops, I won't even explain. ”

Cheng Hongli patted her, and said to Lin Lishan with a smile: "That's really a big red flower cloth, Jiaojiao cut the big red flower in the cloth and spliced it into the corresponding big red flower at the front and back, and cut all sides of the waist into bright red without patterns." When worn on the body, the front and back are big red flowers, and the others are red, which is very good-looking, not tacky at all. It feels like a bright red skirt with big red flowers for decoration. ”

Lin Lishan nodded after watching her gestures, and knew in her heart, "Don't say it's really good-looking." She learned a lot from her grandmother. ”

Mrs. Zhou listened happily, and at the end of her listening, she nodded, "Well, she can't do anything except medical skills." I learned embroidery very well, and the best embroidered bamboo can be taken out and sold. It's easy to cut clothes and make clothes, and she does it very quickly, that is, she usually doesn't have a chance to get started, otherwise the masters in the city can't compare.

She likes to make cheongsams the most, saying that that is what makes clothes. But I haven't had any good materials and I'm too lazy to do it, and it's inconvenient to spend energy. Usually accompany me in my room to rust small pieces. A five-year-old girl would sit there with me all afternoon, embroidering quietly. When she grows up, she won't do anything, for fear that her family will let her do rusty work. She doesn't like rough things, and she likes to be delicate in her work, depending on her mood. I also like to secretly hide something and don't want people to know, and when she embroiders orchids, no one at home knows, and I will embroider and a little family medicine, she learned it all before the age of 8. ”

"Wow, I didn't even know she was so good and could embroider, she didn't tell me, it's really not interesting. Grandma Zhou, what about the rusty things she used to have? Still not? ”

Zhao Yuanyuan had a green light in her eyes and secretly wanted to find Zhou Jiao as soon as possible, why did she want a few small pieces. She envied Zhou Jiao's pencil case for a long time, thinking that she had bought it, and she was embarrassed to speak.

Mrs. Zhou fell into the memory, but she didn't hear it, and then murmured, "My family is Jiaojiao, it's really like, it's like anything." The three-year-old had a fever, lying on the kang and carrying a book, the big eyes were shining, staring at you, drinking bitter herbs and not being coquettish, just a mouthful of bitter medicine and a thousand words, and proudly gave a thumbs up to himself, and his small mouth crackled and kept talking.

Later, when I grew up, I don't know when I started to stop talking, and I love to run into the ancestral hall. Everyone smiles. If you don't want to talk, you will smile, and when you are angry, you will smile and walk away. Alas, this child has grown up like this, and he doesn't say anything to his grandmother anymore, and everything is hidden in his heart. I didn't say anything when I asked, but I still smiled. Yes, I, I can't protect her, how can she say it, what's the use of saying it......"

Zhang Guoqing was drinking wine with them and kept an eye on this side. At that end, Zhou Xiaozheng and Zhao Dashan were drinking liquor, and the two of them were reminiscing about their deceased comrades-in-arms, but they didn't notice that the old lady was talking more and more quietly. If it weren't for his extraordinary ear power, he would have ignored it. He looked at the old lady in surprise and motioned for everyone not to disturb her, eat the food first, and talk later.

Cheng Hongli hurriedly took Yuanyuan's hand and motioned for her not to talk and eat quickly. Her old lady is like this, she falls into memories when she thinks of something, and when she comes back to her senses, she will be like this when she is old, and she doesn't know what she will remember when she is old? Will it be the same as the old lady?

Lin Lishan put some vegetables on Zhao Yuanyuan's bowl, smiled, and motioned to Zhao Hongbing and Xiao Wu to do it herself. She looked at her mother-in-law worriedly, and looked at Zhou Xiaozheng a little helplessly. I found that he was chatting happily with Zhao Dashan, and he didn't notice the abnormality here.

Finally, he looked at Zhang Guoqing and saw that he shook his head lightly to himself, relieved.

After a while, even the careless Zhao Dashan turned his head and looked at the female dependents in surprise, and looked at his wife Cheng Hongli, only to find that his wife was glaring at her.

He saw that the old lady was distracted, and nodded knowingly. His eyes focused on Zhou Xiaozheng and found that his brother was also as distracted as the old lady. Why do all the people of the old Zhou family love to wander?

Did he remind the old lady to eat or not? I don't know what happened just now, just so quietly, he was so embarrassed.

Zhou Xiaozheng noticed that Zhao Dashan was looking at him pitifully. He smiled and said, "Don't look at it, drink quickly." Where did you get this liquor? This wine is really good, not worse than the special offering. ”

Zhao Dashan breathed a sigh of relief, and when he heard him talk about wine, he became interested, "Brother Zheng, is this wine shop?" I bought it in my hometown. You also know that my hometown is more remote than that. No one in the village came out to buy wine, it was all home-brewed.

In recent years, there has been very little winemaking, and there is a shortage of food. This wine was sold by a family that lacked money to marry a daughter-in-law. When my mother heard about it, she bought two large jars and sent them over, all of them were brewed and hidden in the backyard, and this wine was still brewed when the Qing Dynasty fell, how about it? This is also an antiquity, right? Hehe, I still have dozens of catties at home, and you will bring them all with you when you go back. ”

When Zhou Xiaozheng heard this, he took another sip of the wine in surprise, tasted it carefully and said: "I have drunk it for 50 years, and the aftertaste is endless. ”

"It's all home-brewed, where did the master come from? This wine will not be expensive. If it's expensive, my mother is reluctant to buy two large jars and send them over.

I didn't ask in detail, and she didn't say. I've been drinking for more than two years. Xiao Wu said that this wine is the taste of 30 years, and I can drink it. Oops, I forgot, Zuo Lin said to invite us to dinner, and asked me when you are free. His 50-year-old sorghum burn has not yet been opened, and he is waiting for us to come to the door. Huh, how's that? When to go and have a drink. ”

Zhou Xiaozheng saw that he smiled evilly, which was concerned, "When we come down from the mountain, we will come to the door with game and ask for wine directly." I will definitely drink it this time. When we have time to go out and inquire, in fact, there must be an old cellar, and we can't ask anyone. "Zhou Xiaozheng doesn't know yet, he won't be able to participate in tomorrow's hunt.