Eight, a day of youth

As soon as the alarm bell rang, Qinglian and Xiaochun turned over and got up together. Before dawn, the husband took a step to turn on the room lamp, so that the two began the division of labor in the morning while dressing.

New era and new fashion. The era of male superiority and inferiority of women has long passed. Like doing some housework, she has already had a clear division of labor: joint management and care, cooking and feeding pigs, and laundry care for the house. But every time, who does what and who does which one depends on Qinglian's mood. And Koharu is content to marry a capable and beautiful wife, so that he is happy in everything he does. Gotta poo!

But said that the chance was improvised, when passing by the pond weir in front of the courtyard at the end of work yesterday night, the two caught a small foot fish the size of a small bowl from the grass on the side of the pond bank, I am afraid that it weighs a pound; at night, because there are leftovers, I am not willing to slaughter and cook it on the table, so I use a bucket to store it. Qinglian loves to cook meals with fresh vegetables, so naturally it was her turn to cook this morning. Xiao Gang picked up odd jobs to do. Because I knew that she was a little faint, I had to help her slaughter and wash it first.

When it comes to Qinglian's cooking skills, I don't say anything, I'm afraid I can't find a few in the courtyard. An ordinary side dish can also be called a variety of styles and flavors in her hands, and they can all be fragrant and greedy. And today there are more foot fish in the case, but Xiaochun here is a fish that has not been put into the pot and has already smelled the fragrance of fish, and even a wash of clothes is not peaceful, so he always has to straighten up from time to time and look in the direction of the kitchen.

Only one moment the delicious and fragrant fish pieces were served on the table, but Xiao Gang was reluctant to eat a piece, so he only looked at his daughter-in-law's rice bowl with all his strength. Qinglian was reluctant to taste it when she saw Xiaochun, and she refused to eat it, but while Xiaochun was talking, she sandwiched all of them into his bowl. In this way, the two of them sandwiched and sandwiched, and after a meal, no one ate a piece.

But it is said that the life of ordinary farmers seems to pass like this: simple and rich, although bitter and sweet.

And the warmth between the dishes and chopsticks in the morning can often be stored in the residual warmth, which will not be dispersed day by day.

It's time to go to work. I saw Xiao Gang walking in front with two steel-toothed wooden rakes on his shoulders, while Qinglian followed behind with affection.

So Xiaogang refused to do it: "Now it's about equality between men and women, and we should go hand in hand." ”

Qinglian was a little embarrassed and a little unwilling: "What are you trembling, people are shadowing you." "In the end, he refused to give in.

Xiao Gang just didn't follow: "How can you make a shadow, can you live on a shadow?" and retracted his head to catch her.

Qinglian couldn't hide for a while, and said to Rao: "If you have it, can't you take a step?"

Another moment finally came to the ground, Xiao Gang took a look: "This ridge is as slender as you, and belongs to you to pick up;

Qinglian said: "You are not too tired. Just save your energy and do more work. He said so, but he smiled.

The work of preparing the land is not easy, and in a moment both of them are already red and angry, and they are confused. Xiao Gang skimmed off his head:

"Tired?"

"With you by your side, no matter how tired you are, you won't be tired. ”

She replied and took the opportunity to get in front of him.

He simply threw away the rake in his hand, took off his milky white shirt, and picked out the clean side: "Wipe it, wipe it." He stepped over to the wheat ridge and supported her, and helped her wipe it with his own hands.

Wiped his forehead and cheeks, and wiped his chin.

Look at this situation, just as the so-called gold has truth or falsehood, and the couple has no deception;

"Chun, can I ask you a question?" she asked quietly after waiting for him to finish wiping.

"Do you still use such politeness between two people?" he asked rhetorically.

"People often say, 'There are only fox demons that are more than 1,000 years old, and there are no human spirits that are more than 1,000 years old.' People always get old, don't they? And once the rings of the year are gone, and my youth as a wife is gone, and I am no longer young, can you still care about caring for others like this?"

At this moment, she is as tender as a white lady, and her care is better than a flower in a flower.

"It's hard to find a human spirit for two hundred years, and there is no fox demon that is not old for a thousand years, is it not in this world? And you are babbling and tongue like this, but it is to test the knowledge and talent of your husband? If you want me to say, if you want me to say, these promises are all false, and it is true to live every day and every hour! What do you say?"

This is: pure youth is not afraid of evil, and the affectionate boy is not romantic!

"But, the drums don't beat, the gongs don't sound, the two of us are united, some thoughts and some words, can't we ask you to say it in person, for a lifetime, for a lifetime, for a lifetime, can you?"

Look, is this 'rather a resentful soul who understands than a confused horse and cow'?

He glanced at it, and for a moment he was secretly smug and couldn't help laughing. At that time, he happened to wipe his own clothes for her, and he said as soon as he was excited:

As the saying goes, facts speak louder than words, and actions are the best words. Look, we're sweating together, do you still want to talk about it in detail?"

Look at him, is he tactfully revealing or deliberately evasive? Listening to him, she is a little relieved and a little confused. This is him: there is only what he will not say, and there is nothing he will not do. In front of her, he will not hesitate to ask him to do something, which is also one of his many advantages, but, after all, what he just said is not what she wants to hear the most at the moment, the word she wants to hear the most, is it, she can't help but feel a little frustrated.

Deliberately trying to make a smile, silently pushed him aside, and put aside the rake to work.

"My good wife!" Xiao Gang could naturally sense the subtleties of the hidden secrets, but he pretended to be unconscious: "My good wife, is a new round of PK about to start again, why didn't I hear the whistle of the start-"

And the performance that came from it was a trance of a fake of calligraphy and painting, which was easy for people to see the mistakes, and he first heard the trills and trembling voices from his own voice, and felt that he could no longer pretend to be able to do it, so he quickly picked up the rake and did a ride, and chased her before and after:

"God, don't you know me, you know better about your husband's temperament, don't you, why do you want to be strong? Otherwise, let's talk to you carefully at night, ten times, a hundred times, until you have heard enough, do you think this is good-"

Koharu speaks and never breaks his word. When I finish work and go home at night, if I don't do anything, I will talk in Qinglian's room. Qinglian said: "You're still serious." Tell you, I'm tired all day today, I'm hungry, you might as well help make some food first. He turned around to the kitchen, Xiao Gang didn't dare to slack off, and opened the kitchen door first.

At one moment, the rice was already fried, and while Qinglian was wiping her hands and face, Xiao Gang had already helped her set up the dishes and chopsticks and serve the rice. I didn't expect Qinglian to come up, but before I could close the table, I suddenly felt a burst of trouble, and I was about to vomit or not, which was very uncomfortable. When Xiao Gang saw it, he hurriedly ran over to support her: "What's wrong, what's wrong? What's wrong with you all of a sudden?"

Qinglian didn't reply for a while, only pressed her heart tightly, and then said slowly: "Don't, don't be nervous, I don't have anything, nothing." "Anyway, cheer yourself up.

Xiao Gang was confused for a moment: "Do you want to, do you want us to go to the doctor?" he squeezed her arm.

At this time, Qinglian had slowly returned to normal: "Look at the moment that makes you nervous." Didn't we just say it, I don't have anything, nothing, it's just a-" She said the rest of the story.

"Just what? I told you, the body is the capital, but you can't be careless. "He didn't let go.

"Just let it go, let's eat. Qinglian broke free and said: "The silly boy told you, do you know that you are going to be a father, being a father-"

When Xiao Gang heard this, he was very excited, and hurriedly grabbed her arm again and helped her to the dining table: "How long has it been! This is a good thing in the world, why didn't you tell me earlier, let me - come, let's eat, from now on, from now on-" So he picked up a pair of chopsticks to help him pick up the vegetables, and the clipping did not stop, but they were all soft-shelled turtle meat that neither of them was willing to eat in the morning and middle school:" I said, "Why are you so reluctant to eat this foot fish for food and drink, but it is all for my son, for my son-" For a while, the meaning of pride and happiness was overwhelming.

Qinglian couldn't help but quip: "Look at you, you are a completely face-changing woman, you just looked sad, and in a blink of an eye, you became a little baby again!"

Xiaochun was also funny: "Isn't it all because of you, I didn't look for you to pay the bill, and it was cheaper for you." ”

Qinglian said: "It's okay to pour it, when I finish helping you give birth to a son, can we slowly pour it one by one, but when the time comes, you are not allowed to pay the bill." ”

"Then we'll settle it today!"

"Definitely!

"You have to remember that you can't pay your bills!"

"As long as you-" I didn't know that I was halfway through the sentence, but I saw a vague figure groping for this side of the path in front of the door, flashlight that could hardly be darker, and she hurriedly changed her words when she saw it: "Forget it, let's eat." ”

"Eat!" Koharu chimed in.