Jiang Zhixue put Fu Ya in front of her, arranged her curly hair, tied two small tugging, and deliberately dotted a red dot with rouge on her eyebrows.

Song Ziran felt that she was a big doll, at the mercy of others. Alas! Who called her godmother, she was pregnant? During pregnancy, you are in a good mood, and the baby you give birth to is beautiful and well-behaved. Well, she endured!

"Mother, I'm back!" A thin and tall figure pushed open the door and walked in.

Mrs. Wu looked at him and was stunned for a long time. Song Ziran's eyes also widened, and she looked at the visitor with some confusion, and it took a while to recognize that this was her fifth uncle who was studying in the town - he still came back from the autumn harvest, and the number of times she saw him could be counted on one hand.

Song Qingmo looked at his wife speechlessly, what? I haven't been back for more than three months, so I don't know each other? Has he changed, or does he not have him in his heart? Since the birth of his niece, he is no longer the youngest son in his mother's heart!

"Oh! Old Five! Why are you back? Mrs. Wu finally remembered that she had a son, and with a smirk on her face, she asked.

Mother, can you laugh a little more fakely? Song Qingmo said helplessly: "Mother, the school is on holiday!" It's this time of year for the holidays, don't you remember? ”

"Oh, it's time for you to go on vacation, huh? I'll ask Da Mao to burn the kang in your house! Mrs. Wu put down the torn cotton jacket in her hand and got off the kang.

Jiang Zhixue also got down from the kang and said as she walked out: "Auntie, I'll go back first, you two haven't seen each other for a few months, so let's nag!" ”

No, you can go, but put down my family Fuya! Mrs. Wu stopped her and pointed to the little milk baby she was holding in her arms.

Jiang Zhixue glanced down, showed a sudden expression, and said with a smile: "Look at my memory!" Autumn wind, bring your sister's little cloak and quilt, it's windy outside, don't freeze! ”

Song Xiaowu looked at her in confusion, and then at the chubby little Fuya in her arms: Could it be that he remembered wrong? The eldest sister of the Jiang family is not holding his family's Fuya? No, when did she give birth to such a freshman girl?

Mrs. Wu hurriedly said: "Fuya godmother, where are you going to take Fuya?" ”

"Take it back and let my mother see the talent of Fuya to recognize medicine, don't worry, don't rob your granddaughter!" Jiang Zhixue has decided, in the future, she will take Fuya with her when she picks up and scoops medicines, maybe she can recite the "soup song" as soon as she can speak!

Thinking so, she hugged the little medical genius in her arms tightly and walked out quickly. That speed, that demeanor, as if there were wild dogs behind her.

Mrs. Wu hurriedly followed behind, and told one after another: "You slow down, people with two bodies, why are you still so tiger?" Be careful, don't fall! ”

Song Qingmo looked at the old lady, followed behind Jiang Zhixue, and walked out of the courtyard without looking back. It had only been a quarter of an hour since he entered the house, and he was ignored twice by his mother.

He withdrew his Erkang hand and said what he had never spoken: "Don't bother Da Mao, I can ...... myself"

After saying that, he resigned himself to carrying the bookcase and came to his house. Well, there are no people living in the moon, and they are almost becoming a silk hole. Song Qingmo picked up the broom, swept the house and the kang, and brought water to wipe the kang mat clean, stuffed some firewood into the kang hole, and lit it......

"Ahem, ahem!" Song Xiaowu was choked and rushed out of the room. His room, the kang hole and the chimney were not cleaned. Was he completely forgotten by this home? A few months ago, he was the hope of the whole family, but now it seems that he ...... Nothing!

Song Laosan carried a bucket and came in from outside, and was stunned when he saw his fifth brother, and then his eyes were attracted by the smoke behind him.

"Fire?" Song Laosan rushed into the house, and after a while, he rushed out and smiled apologetically at the fifth brother, and said, "Little Wu, you wait a while, I'll put down the fish and go dig out the kang hole for you!" ”

Song Qingmo looked at the deserted courtyard and asked strangely, "What about the family?" Where have they gone? ”

"The eldest brother, the second brother and the fourth brother have accompanied their daughter-in-law back to their parents' house. Children gather firewood, and sheep herders...... Mother, she and Fuya should be at home? Song Sanshou shouted at the hall, but no one responded.

"Mother and Fuya went to Jiang's house!" Song Qingmo glanced at the strips of meat hanging in front of the room, if he was not mistaken, how many of them were venison, right? When did his family become so arrogant, and he couldn't hang under the eaves of the meaty house!

He asked suspiciously, "Fourth brother went up the mountain to hunt?" ”

"Not only your fourth brother, but all four of our brothers have gone! You don't know ......" Song Laosan's eyebrows fluttered and he recounted their great achievements in entering the mountain.

Song Qingmo: ......

Third brother, have you forgotten what you just said? Aren't you going to help him dig holes and chimneys?

Well, in fact, he really wanted to hear the third brother talk about hunting wild boars, when did his fourth brother be so brave and kill a wild boar alone. I don't dare to write like this!

"Why don't you get it to the town and sell it for food?" In Song Qingmo's heart, his own food has never been enough to eat, and today is another disaster year, and nothing is as important as food. He tasted the taste of hunger once two years ago, and now he recalls the days of gnawing tree bark and eating grass roots, and it still feels like a nightmare!

Song Laosan smiled and said, "Why didn't you sell it?" The wild boar was sold for one hundred and fifty catties, and these were kept by their own families after they were sold. Isn't it going to be the New Year in more than a month, these are all reserved for us to eat for the New Year! Since we have Fuya, our mother has become more and more generous. Your sisters-in-law went back to their parents' house, and each family cut ten catties of meat! Before, just bring a few cabbages, and my mother can die of distress! ”

"Song! Three! Longevity!! Mrs. Wu burst into tears, which scared Song Laosan into a tremble!

Mrs. Wu walked up to her third son in a few steps, twisted his ears a few times, and said angrily: "Unfilial son! Is there someone who pays attention to your wife behind your back? Your mother, I'm picking! Isn't that not at home? If you loosen your hands a little, can you five brothers raise such a big one? Can you all marry wives? And help you feed a bunch of cubs? ”

"Mother, I was wrong! I didn't pay attention to you, and I praised you for being generous...... Hey? What about Fu Ya? Why didn't Fuya stick to you today? Is the sun coming out of the west? Song Laosan covered his ears, grinned in pain, rolled his eyes, and quickly changed the topic.

Mrs. Wu let go of her hand, with a little depression on her face, and said in a muffled voice: "Fuya was left by her dry milk, saying that she wanted to teach her to identify medicinal materials." ”

"What? How old is Fu Ya? I can't say a word, what kind of medicine can I recognize? Mother, you can't relax, Aunt Jiang is just looking for a reason, I want to fight with you! How painful our blessings are, we must not let her succeed! Song Laosan raised his feet and walked out, "I'll go and bring Fuya back!" ”