Chapter 21 The Passing Years
Fu Niu'er rubbed her eyes in confusion, not understanding what kind of trouble the adults were making. Liu Wang also felt that his eldest brother had fallen into evil, did he listen to the provocation of some ignorant village woman and worry that he was not good to Niu'er, so he ran to the door to pick up his son in the middle of the night. Thinking like this, I was slightly displeased, and I forced my son to stuff it to you, and now it is you who wants to take it away, what kind of person do you think you are?
However, it is not normal for the eldest brother to be like this, Liu Wang was not worried that he was still rushing back to the countryside with a child at night, so he persuaded: "Eldest brother, the night is already so deep, let's wait for dawn to talk about anything." ”
Liu Da looked at him in horror, hugged Fu Niu'er tightly and refused to let go: "Brother, I don't dare, I don't dare to stuff your son with you." You tell the Bodhisattva to spare my family. ”
Liu Wang became more and more confused, and he didn't dare to let his brother go, so he let Liu Da stay with both soft and hard. Liu Da didn't sleep all night, only hugging Fu Niu'er and hugging tightly in the corner of the bed, so that Liu Wang had to stay up all night. It was easy to stay up until the morning, Liu Wang specially invited Lang Zhong to accompany him, and he was surprised by the scene he saw in Qingliu Village, especially the appearance of Fu Gou'er. Although the eldest brother's family is a little calculating, it is also in human nature, how can they not treat the two children so viciously.
When Zhang saw Liu Wang, he rushed to his feet like crazy, and there were a few bangs: "Uncle spare us, after all, it is a family, these are your own nephews." ”
Even Li Zheng looked at himself with suspicion, and Liu Wang was embarrassed. But when she was ignorant, the woman was overstimulated and lost her mind, and she took pity on her nephew who was so badly injured, and did not care about her.
Liu Wang wanted to stay longer and ask how this disaster came about, but the brother and sister-in-law were like frightened birds, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at him. As a last resort, he had to leave all the money on his body, ask Lang Zhong to do his best to save him, and then go back to Huashi County. The brother and sister-in-law suffered this catastrophe, how could the meaning of the words seem to be because of themselves, presumably the two families will not have much contact in the future. Liu Wang was puzzled and sighed all the way.
"Brother Xiaochun, are you leaving?"
Li Chun looked at Feng Jiaojiao: "Who said I was leaving." ”
"Little branch, she cried so much, that you definitely don't want to see her again." Feng Jiaojiao thought about Liu Zhi's red and swollen eyes, and was a little angry with Li Chun, how could he, a poor boy, make Xiao Zhi sad like that. "Where have you been running these two days? She asked me to come and see you, I ran for several times in vain and couldn't find you. ”
"I'm going to go crab fishing in the countryside." There was a basket at his feet, and half a basket of June Yellow was crawling in it.
Feng Jiaojiao pursed her lips and reluctantly handed over a small package: "Why, this is what she entrusted me to you, please don't blame her anymore." ”
Li Chun knew that it was a sauce meat mille-feuille. Xiaozhi realized what he said at the beginning, to make a mille-feuille cake that tastes better than Mama Li. This cake is very troublesome to make, and it is very laborious, white flour, lard, meat filling, and twigs have to be blamed for being too loser every time they make it.
Feng Jiaojiao saw that he was holding a bag of cakes and didn't speak, swallowed his saliva, and coughed. The sauce meat mille-feuille made by Xiaozhi is delicious, although it is said that this is for Brother Xiaochun, but there are so many that he can't eat, so he can share some of his own.
Li Chun didn't understand Feng Jiaojiao's hints, he only stuffed the sauce meatloaf into his arms, bent down to pick up the fish basket and turned around, so angry that Feng Jiaojiao stomped her feet in the back.
Li Chun knocked on the door of the courtyard on Tianshuijing Street and handed a bamboo basket to Li's mother: "This is the crab I caught in the countryside yesterday and gave it to Xiaozhi." But I saw a small head stumbling out from behind Mama Li, with a trace of timidity in her big eyes, a trace of grievance, and more expectation. He smiled, shook his eyes with white teeth, and didn't care that Mama Li was still there, and reached out and twisted the tip of her nose: "The sauce meatloaf is delicious." ”
Willow Branch's nervous face showed a flower-like smile and threw herself into his arms without hesitation. He touched her little bun, and gently said to her and to himself, "I won't go, I'll stay by Xiaozhi's side." ”
After rowing the dragon boat and eating moon cakes, after eating the moon cakes, it will be winter in a blink of an eye, and the beginning of winter will eat mutton soup and glutinous rice balls; Immediately boil eight porridge and set off firecrackers in the New Year. Liu Zhi was wearing a big red cotton jacket, and an auspicious mole was lit on his forehead, like a sweet orange, revealing joy from the inside out. She stuffed a red envelope into Li Chun's hand, and solemnly told him that this was his New Year's money, and asked him to sleep under his head tonight.
Spring comes to the world with rain, flowers, and love silk, and the sound of cicadas chirping in summer, Liu Zhi and Li Chun sit side by side on the riverbank eating melons, and she wears a lotus leaf on her head so as not to tan her face. In May, Wicker was two years old, and Li Chun caught a red carp, which happened to be a gift.
Time is as fast as something else, the wicker is like the original willow branch in a blink of an eye, round and chubby, combing two little girls, swaying behind her sister like a duckling, and calling Brother Xiaochun in a milky voice. And Willow Branch was a twelve-year-old girl, slender and slender, with an embroidered bib tied around her waist, a red azalea pinned to her bun, silver pendants on her ears, eyebrows and eyes at the beginning of her eyes, and still black hair and snow-white skin.
June 18, fine, auspicious, everything is suitable. Feng Jiaojiao's third brother Feng Jinshu got married today, and Liu Wang's family went over to eat and drink. The Feng family is a big family in Huashi County, and the five sons Jinshan, Jinshui, Jinshu, Jinhuo, and Jinbao are enviable, and there is a wonderful Feng Jiaojiao.
Liu Wang called a car to pick him up early, and the family was dressed up and the gifts were carefully prepared. Liu Wang and Feng Youcai have been friends since childhood, Feng Youcai accepted his daughter-in-law today, of course his family should pay attention to it, and I don't know why Liu Wang always has a subtle competitive psychology in the face of Feng Lezi.
Li's body has been weak since she gave birth to wicker, and she has to sit for a day today, so she closed her eyes and recuperated when she got in the car. Liu Zhi was restless, poked out his head to look left and right, and jumped out of the car: "Dad, mother, I'll walk with Brother Xiaochun." Without waiting for Liu Wang to open his mouth to reprimand Wicker, he also hummed, wanting to be with his sister. At this time, it was not appropriate to train a girl, so Liu Wang told a few words to bring a good sister and the like, and took the Li family to the car.
"Brother Xiaochun" Liu Zhi led his sister, and Li Chun was waiting for him at the mouth of the alley. She wore a rose-red muslin shirt, dyed with small magnolia flowers, which lined her skin with white and tender dripping, and her cheeks were pink, and although she was still a round face, she had a small chin and was strangely clever; The eyes are still so big, the eyebrows are still so curved, and the lips are still so small and small. She combed her hair in a bun today, with a row of tender yellow flowers to welcome spring, and two small jasper earrings dangling from her white and tender earlobes, which were as delicate as a red cuckoo on a cliff.
Li Chun didn't know his exact age, anyway, he was nothing more than fourteen or fifteen, he was tall, his skeleton was big, and he already had the size of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy without looking at his eyebrows. The windswept man is dark and thin, but very spirited, like the jagged rocks where rhododendrons take root.