After getting off work, Song Hongguo took a detour to the post office, stuffed the letter into the mailbox, and then walked home, had a simple dinner, there was Yuqian Wotou, and then cooked the fried meat and meatballs and tofu in the morning with some cabbage, and used pepper and salt to adjust the taste, it was a dish, called stewed vegetables locally, and it was almost an indispensable dish for red and white ceremonies.

After eating, it was already dark, and it was still early to go to bed, so Song Hongguo took out the cloth and planned to make a dress for Ling Zhi to wear when he went out, which had already been made for Ling Yuan, but later he was busy cleaning up the house and knitting sweaters, and Ling Zhi was left behind, and now he is finally a little free, just to make up for it.

The two little guys couldn't help, so they listened to the radio and read a book, and when they encountered a word they didn't know or a plot they didn't understand, they asked her, Song Hongguo was never perfunctory at this time, not only explained the problem to the two of them, but also often extended a lot of references, and the brothers listened seriously, and their thirst for knowledge always moved her.

was enjoying the parent-child time, Zhao Zhenhua's family of three came to the door.

Song Hongguo welcomed people into the hall and sat down, the hall was very spacious, lit with candles, the lights were bright, there was a basket woven of reeds on the coffee table, divided into several grids, each containing some food, and there were three small enamel jars on the side, all of which were white on a white background, printed with different red characters, one was brewed with tea, and the other two were malt cream.

After a few words of greeting, Song Hongguo knew that Zhao Zhenhua had something to say, so he asked the two brothers to take the basket of snacks and take the garden to the second bedroom in the west to play, and moved the radio into it.

Zhao Zhenhua sighed enviously, "You are called living, there is food, drink, and pastime, unlike me, I can only mix half full, and I have no strength to talk about it......"

"What are you talking about with your cousin?" Sun Shuhong glanced at him, the ugliness of the family is not publicized, besides, the family is like this now, what is there to complain about? How many communes are there in the whole commune?

Zhao Zhenhua smiled stupidly, "I'll just say casually, my cousin is not an outsider." ”

"Then you have to bring a door to your mouth, say it's smooth, one day it's bald, let my father know, I'm going to beat you, how adult, you can have a snack."

"Okay, good, listen to your ......"

Sun Shuhong glared at him angrily, didn't she feel envious in her heart? I also envy, but not envy to eat, drink and pastime, she is fond of this independent courtyard, her own big house, living bright and comfortable, as well as the furnishings in this house, ordinary people in the hall on a table of eight immortals with two Taishi chairs, plus a stool, and a few Maza, but here, there is a cabinet on both sides of the door, it is said that one puts shoes, the other is called the tea cabinet, there are hangers next to the shoe cabinet, clothes, satchels and other things are hung Lili Suo, the stove is also clean and decent, there is no shabby country earthen stove, Even that pot of bamboo is planted so that people like it, she can't describe it, she feels that there is an indescribable taste of green.

But the rarest thing for her is this spacious big sofa, entertaining guests, sitting up, how bright is her face? And this blue brick floor is also rare, rubbed with water and bright, I just feel that there is hope for the future.

After the two of them finished teasing the stuffy son, Song Hongguo asked about the grave this morning.

Speaking of this, Zhao Zhenhua came to the spirit, "I went up the mountain before dawn this morning, our Zhao family, old and young, are buried together, some locust trees and mulberry trees are planted around, the place is easy to find, and grandpa also set up a monument at that time......

"There are a lot of people who go this time, your second aunt and your cousin have arrived, your second aunt can't climb the mountain with his legs and feet, so he didn't follow, and the two grandsons are still a little small, and it's not easy to go......"

"As in previous years, incense, paper burning, kowtowing, our Zhao family is also a big family, if the filial sons and grandsons kneel, they will have to be black, and no one will dare to bully ...... when they go out."

"It's just that the past two years have been bad, and the living can't eat enough, how can there be any good things to honor the ancestors? Thanks to you this time, your two bowls, which have caught up with several of our families, are finally not so shabby......"

"I made it clear to your grandfather and grandmother, and I also kowtowed for you, they ate the sacrifice you gave, they must be happy over there, praise your filial piety, even your second aunt's face looks a lot better, you can rest assured."

Song Hongguo listened with a smile, what could she not worry about? To say that he has feelings for those people is too false, that is, the original owner has never gotten along with them, let alone her, but she has no feelings, but she has the obligation, lives in the tomato brigade, and does not fulfill this filial piety, maybe others will arrange her behind her back.

When you enter the countryside, you have to follow the customs.

After saying this, Zhao Zhenhua returned the basket to her, in addition to two bowls, there were two pairs of cloth shoes, looking at the size, it was obviously made for the brothers, a pair of black, a pair of navy blue, thick mille-feuille bottom, the appearance looked rustic, but the stitches were fine and solid, and I felt very comfortable without putting my feet.

Sun Shuhong saw that there was no disgust on her face, and she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and she still explained, "These shoes can't catch up with the good-looking ones you bought, but they can be comfortably dressed, they are made by his grandmother in the garden, and his grandmother's shoe-making skills are not boasted by the neighbors?" Wear it carefully, it won't break for three or two years......"

"What's so embarrassing?" Song Hongguo's words are really not polite, but I really feel that this favor is still a little big, those two bowls of dishes are not cheap, but it is more troublesome to make shoes, it takes a lot of effort to just accept the soles, and you have to put on a cloth, two pairs of shoes, at least a foot of cloth, and it is also done on the surface and inside, which shows the heart.

When Sun Shuhong heard this, she laughed, "What's so embarrassing about this?" It's not a lot of valuable things, and it's not as rare as the ones you give, so don't dislike it. ”

"How can you dislike it? The big concubine is really coincidental...... "Song Hongguo called the brothers to come out and try it, after getting on the feet, they are a little bigger, this is to prepare the child's feet will continue to grow, release some sizes, wear more comfortable, and can be worn for two more years.

After trying on the shoes, Zhao Zhenhua talked about the enamel jar, Song Hongguo didn't ask for money, and asked him to help make two round stone troughs, about 30 centimeters in diameter, which can be placed on the partitions on both sides of the stove to raise fish or grow water lilies.

Zhao Zhenhua naturally responded with a mouthful.

When the children's program on the radio was finished, the family of three didn't stay longer, and when they went out, Zhao Zhenhua reminded her that the day after tomorrow was his third uncle's birthday, and asked her not to forget to officially meet with the relatives of the Zhao family that day.