Chapter Seventy-Eight: Returning Home (1)
Before going to bed, Wen Xu asked her parents, "I'm going back to my hometown tomorrow, do you have anything to bring?" ”
"There's nothing to bring, everything Dingcheng should have." Xuxu's mother waved her hand and said, "You go and come back quickly." ”
Xuxu's father came out of the room, "Xuxu, if you go back to your hometown, then you can bring the beard knife in my room." ”
"You're not too troublesome?" Xuxu's mother was not happy, "That beard knife in my hometown has not been used for many years, and it is all broken." ”
Xuxu's father looked at Xuxu's mother and said with a smile: "Oh, that's not necessarily, it's really a waste to put it at home, it's better to bring it." ”
Xuxu's mother said unhappily, "You don't have to be troublesome." ”
"The preface is not too troublesome, you talk a lot."
Xuxu's father glanced at Xuxu's mother proudly, and then turned his head to tell Wen Xu, the specific location where the beard knife was placed.
"Got it." Wen Xu said: "Then I'll sleep first." ”
"Mmmm, you go to sleep, tomorrow if you drive back to your hometown by yourself, it will be earlier."
Xuxu's mother rushed Wenxu to sleep, however, when Wenxu was about to close the door, she stopped Wenxu again:
"By the way, if you go back to your hometown, you can go to the second floor of our house and bring the rice bucket."
“???”
Wen Xu thought he hadn't heard clearly, "What?"
Xuxu's mother clapped her palms and said, "Rice bucket, you don't remember the rice bucket from snack to big one?" ”
“…… Remember. ”
"Cut." Xuxu's father passed by the living room again, and he said as he walked: "If you take a beard knife, you will say that it is troublesome, and it will not be troublesome to go to the second floor to get a rice bucket, you are really strange." ”
"But the barrel rice is delicious!"
Xuxu's mother followed Xuxu's father's footsteps and entered the room, "Besides, bring the rice bucket, we can make wine in Dingcheng this year." ”
"Huh?" Father Xuxu's eyes lit up, "Can you ......"
As the door closed, Wen Xu couldn't hear the conversation in the next room clearly, she shook her head with a smile, and then closed the door as well.
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Wen Xu set off from Dingcheng in the morning and returned to his hometown when it was close to eleven o'clock at noon.
Her hometown is also in this province, but not in Dingcheng, but in Linshi.
It is a small village at the bottom of the city.
The small village is not big, and because it is built at the foot of the mountain, it is not built together as a whole piece, but like a necklace, along the foot of the mountain.
These houses were built earlier or later, and those built earlier were wooden houses, some of the wooden rooms were built with loess walls on both sides, and many more, there were none.
Those built late are all cement brick houses. They are staggered together in a sinuous line.
"Order?"
"Why are you back?"
When Wen Xu parked on the lawn, an aunt looked at Wen Xu in surprise, at this time, she was still carrying a hoe on her shoulder, obviously, she had just returned from the field.
"Come back and get something."
Wen Xu looked at each other's eyes, familiar with strangeness, strange with familiarity.
Speaking human words is Wen Xu, she recognizes the other party's face, but the weakness of her heart is that she is a little unsure of how to address the other party.
Is it an aunt?
Or an aunt?
When she was a child, in the eyes of others, she was an honest child.
The word "honest" has almost been played out now.
When I was a child, Wen Xu was fortunate to get this evaluation early.
Some people use this word to praise her for being well-behaved and quiet, not liking trouble, and easy to bring.
Some people use this word, which is a kind evaluation.
This is because Wen Xu has had a stinky problem since she was a child, and she doesn't like to call people.
Even though the village is small, she can't call most of the people by name completely accurately, and even her fellow villagers who are five years older or five years younger than her can't match all their names to their faces.
This may be partly due to the fact that she has been boarding school since elementary school.
However, there are a few peers like her, and they are not like this.
can't shout the title, for Wen Xu, who is no longer a child, it is really embarrassing.
But it doesn't matter, she has other preparations.
She had a trunk full of fruits, and if she didn't know, she thought she was here for retail.
She opened the trunk, took out a box, and then looked at the woman carrying the hoe, "Where do you live now, the upper house or the lower house?" ”
Although Wen Xu couldn't name it, his face knew it.
People remember people by name, she remembers people, and they remember by location.
The fellow in front of her had already taken the lead in building a cement house when she was in elementary school.
But her old house was not abandoned because of this.
The old house was built with everyone, sharing the living room, the kitchen and the wooden house in rows.
The new house is good, but the old house is lively.
Before the high school entrance examination, this fellow lived on both sides.
Sure enough, many people are not to blame.
After some tugging on the fixed program, the fellow smiled and said, "Let's go, let's not have lunch, go to Mom's house to eat!" ”
Very good!
This is an aunt.
Wen Xu followed her aunt to mix a meal, and at this time, her skin was already thicker than when she was a child, I don't know how many times.
So soon, everyone in the village knew that the Wen family's Dumiao Miao family's Dumiao Miao had returned.
Fortunately, Wen Xu has a lot of fruits, and after sending a few more boxes of fruits, what Wen Xu wants to do is very easy to do.
"My family has a little bitter bamboo shoots, your uncle is not used to eating bitter bamboo shoots, and the bamboo shoots in my field are wasted every year. If you want, bring a hoe in the afternoon and go to my field to dig a bamboo whip for two days. ”
"Sweet bamboo shoots go to my house to dig them, and my family has them." A man who should have called his brother said.
She just said.
Her current face is already unimaginably thick when she was a child.
But it can't all be in the same village, her family also has mountains and land, although it is almost deserted, but the seedlings that are popular in the village are planted by her father when he was young.
Wen Xu went to his kitchen and took out a rusty hoe, and then went to his aunt's house and borrowed a freshly sharpened firewood knife.
The aunt was too enthusiastic, she saw that the hoe was too shabby, so she generously took out the one she resisted at noon, and said: "Use this one, your one has not been used for a long time, if you want to use it, you have to grind it, soak in water first." ”
Yes, the hoe has not been used for a long time, and if it is not soaked in water, it is easy to strike.
If you don't pay attention, the iron tool and the wooden stick show her in the air to break up on the spot and abandon each other, it is very dangerous, and it is easy to hit the head.
Wen Xu will not refuse his aunt's kindness.
She politely refused, and then she took it, and she really became the hypocrite she thought she was as a child.
The aunt said again: "Do you want your brother to go up the mountain with you?" You are a girl, do you dare to go up the mountain? ”
She didn't dare before.
There are graves on the hills.
But now she has dared, she has to dare if she doesn't dare, she has to do something sneaky and difficult to see people.
(End of chapter)