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Yuanyuan played a basket full of pigweed, and together with Yu Xiumei, he found some cicada skins in the poplar forest, cicada skins are a blind Chinese medicinal material, there are many cicada skins under the leaves of the woods in summer, collect more, and sell for some money, pigweed is hot, and you can't beat too much at once, I'm afraid that the pigs can't eat it.
When Yuanyuan walked into the house with a full load, a delicious fragrance came to her nose, on the dining table at night, there was a bowl of duck meat brought by the neighbor Uncle Wang, spicy and delicious, Yuanyuan ate an extra bowl of rice, usually at school, five cents a dish, she was reluctant to buy a portion, and ate pickles brought from home, or bean paste, sometimes the pickles were gone, she bought a few cents of soy sauce to eat bibimbap, some female classmates persuaded her, eat less soy sauce, don't eat the skin into black skin, Yuanyuan does not believe in those words that have no logic.
Seeing that grandma didn't eat duck meat, Yuanyuan put a piece on it and handed it to grandma's bowl, and grandma said, "It's not that I don't eat, it's that I have bad teeth and can't bite." Yuanyuan had to pour a little duck soup into her grandmother's bowl, thinking: Grandma is the kind of person who eats grass and squeezes out milk.
Yuan Yuan put a piece of duck meat in his father's bowl, and when he returned home, his father was more relaxed, and when he had dinner, he also took out the bottle of sorghum wine that he had not drunk for the New Year's hospitality, and the weather was hot, and the sweat on his thin face kept dripping. He always wiped his sweat with the yellowed towel, picked up his wine glass, and took a sip gently, frowning before he could swallow the wine.
Yuan Yuan remembered the letter written by Ye Yuming not long ago, and she didn't know how to open her mouth to her father, talking about the news that Uncle Ye was no longer alive.
After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, grandma handed Yuanyuan a bottle of canned oranges brought back by Fang Guangzhuo, and said, "Yuanyuan, you send it to Uncle Wang, and it is also a good idea to be small." ”
Yuan Yuan nodded knowingly, took the can in her grandmother's hand, looked at the orange slices in the transparent glass bottle under the light, a layer of saliva appeared in her mouth, swallowed the saliva, and she said to her grandmother: "Grandma, tell Dad about Uncle Ye." “
"Ahem, if you don't say it, I'll forget, people are old, and their memory is not good at all. Well, I'll tell him later. Grandma patted her head and said, "Why don't you say that?" “
"I'm afraid my father will be sad to hear it." After Yuan Yuan finished speaking, he took the can and walked to the neighbor Uncle Wang's house.
Uncle Wang's four daughters have been married to two, and there is still the third Wang Jiafang, and the fourth Wang Jiaping, Wang Jiaping is two years older than Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan calls her sister, Jiaping just finished washing her hair, saw Yuanyuan holding a canned orange over, and hurriedly threw the wet hair back, so he found a pair of scissors, pried open the lid of the canned food, and said happily: "Whoever told them to go to other people's houses to watch TV, I have a little luck guarding the old camp, the TV in "Huo Yuanjia" is also too good-looking, if I don't wash my hair, I will go." After Jiaping finished speaking, the lid of the bottle was opened, and she scooped a piece with a spoon and put it in Yuanyuan's mouth and said, "Yuanyuan, you eat a piece first." Yuan Yuan opened his mouth unceremoniously, ah, sweet, delicious, Yuan Yuan pursed his lips and said, "Sister, you have to keep a little for everyone to taste." ”
"I'll keep it, well, I won't eat another slice and I won't eat it." My sister was a little embarrassed to eat it again, so she closed the bottle.
Yuanyuan was sweaty because of playing pigweed, and she turned around in the woods again, but she didn't want to go home for a while, afraid to see her father know the news of Uncle Ye's death and be sad. sat down and chatted with my sister Jiaping.
Jiaping asked her: "Yuanyuan, let's go to the Binghu Farm in two days, help others plant seedlings, and give five yuan a day, will you go?" Go, there are many fields there. ”
"I can plant seedlings, but I can't do it quickly." Yuanyuan was a little worried.
"It's okay, there's a lot of people, we're going to five people, let's help each other."
"Okay, where can I sign up?"
"Sign up? Sign up, it's not going to school, and when the third sister Jiafang comes back, I'll tell her about it, and it's done. ”
"Okay!" Yuan Quanxin said happily, "Then you must take me with you." “
"Well, you are ready to peel off your skin, look at your thin skin and tender meat, you look like a rich lady, you really add glory to the Fang family." Jiaping said, stretching out his arm and being rounder than white, but his mouth pursed with jealousy.
"Some people say that I am the body of the young lady, the life of Yahuan, I think I am the third pole of the sun, just the beginning, I want to work hard to live my own life, not to say for others, but also for myself."
"Well said! I know you're a hard-working person, and you go back and tell your grandmother and them to get ready, and it may be over in two days. “