"Second uncle, go out! Hee-hee. "I rode out with Uncle Zongwen for a long time, and I heard a girl behind me shouting, the voice was very sweet, I felt familiar, I looked back, and sure enough, it was her - Ling Furong, the village flower. Ling Furong is Uncle Zongwen's niece, one year younger than me, enthusiastic and cheerful, good at singing and dancing, is the backbone of the commune's literature and art, ten miles and eight towns and a branch of flowers, fine skin and tender meat of a pinch of water, out of the water hibiscus is generally clean and beautiful, in the whole commune is famous for beautiful, everyone mentions Lingjiahezi, they all know her, there are too many young men to remember, but she is all smiling faces, all of them can't look at each other, but treat us differently, it can be said that at first sight, there is a soft spot, I once joked to her privately, you are my little sister, she actually smiled, It's really silly and cute, I can't laugh at it, and it's not beautiful, I can't help but tell my mother about it, and my mother heard it, laughed for a long time, and asked to see her as soon as possible, it seems that today's opportunity has come. I met her through Uncle Zongwen, I remember when we met for the first time three years ago, she was a little shy when she saw me, her face was as red as a peach blossom, and she looked at me dumbfounded, but fortunately Uncle Zongwen reminded me, and it was very embarrassing for a while. At that time, she was still a little girl of fourteen, but she didn't look like it, she was a little too precocious, and the protruding place of the long flesh on her body was very obvious, and you couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"Go to the town (commune) and cut meat!" Uncle Zongwen responded, full of confidence, "Furong, my family will eat at noon, and I will eat dumplings ......"

Before he finished speaking, I jumped out of the car and caught up, "Hehe, Furong (I once persuaded her to change Furong to Furong, she was willing, but her parents disagreed, how can it be done without the word generation, Fu is the word of generation, and there are four characters with our generation, and the same generation) is so coincidental!" ”

"Hee-hee, it's a coincidence!" She stopped and laughed.

"This is called a meeting of thousands of miles. I don't know each other on the other side, hahaha......" Uncle Zong Wen came over and laughed.

"-Uncle!" Fu Rong screamed at Uncle Zongwen coquettishly, her face crimson.

"Hehe, Uncle Zongwen will use words and export chapters!" I scoffed.

"What is this, hey, hurry up, Fuhai, it's not too early, let's talk later." Uncle Zong Wen said and took my arm and was about to leave.

"Oh," I said, "Uncle Zongwen, I can't go, you can go by yourself, it's faster to ride alone." ”

He let go of his hand, glanced at Fu Rong, patted my arm and smiled, "Hehe, Fuhai, what are you calling that, oh, I forgot my friends." ”

Fu Rong tilted her head to the side and sneered.

I urged Uncle Zongwen to ride away quickly, and he rode on the car and left, looking back from time to time.

Already out of Uncle Zongwen's sight, Fu Rong hugged my arm, and her chest was close to me, which made my heart go up and down, I didn't know what to do, and I was speechless.

"What's wrong with you?" Fu Rong asked with a glaring glare and tilted her head.

"Oh, no, it's fine!" I said hurriedly, and then pretended to be cheerful and told her that my mother had come and had always wanted to see her.

When Fu Rong heard this, she exclaimed in surprise, "Really! Then he grabbed my arm and walked to Uncle Zongwen's house.

It is said that the girl has changed eighteen, and the more she changes, the more beautiful she becomes, she is not yet eighteen, she has not seen her for a few days, and she is much more beautiful, just like the flower, it blooms too fast, too bright, I am dizzy when I look at her now, so that I dare not look at her directly. And now she is more and more able to dress up, more and more foreign, unlike a rural girl, the first time I saw her put her dark thick braid on the back of her head, the white shirt collar turned over the pink thin sweater neckline, the proud chest seems to be about to tear the sweater, no one in the countryside dares to wear it like this, but the pants are fatter, and the walk is like a colorful flag, but this can't hide her slender and round legs, and a pair of white sneakers on her feet are like dancing shoes. Because when she moves, she is like a fluttering little swan.

Fu Rong and her mother met each other, they were pleasantly surprised by each other, Fu Rong was amazed by her mother's unusual youth, and her mother was amazed by Fu Rong's youth and beauty.

And I stayed stupidly on the sidelines, unable to interject, like an outsider. They were too involved in it, and they directly treated me as air, and I was like a waiter, pouring water and tea for them from time to time, but my heart was very comfortable.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell ......" With a string of bicycle bells coming, Uncle Zong Wen pushed the bicycle into the yard, and we immediately went out, but seeing a mention of pork hanging on the handlebar of the bicycle, Uncle Zong Wen deliberately cut three catties of hind leg meat, and the dumplings were the most delicious. Yes, the rump meat is more lean, the fat and lean are generally distributed in three or seven percent, the meat is firm and delicious, it is easier to absorb water, and the meat filling prepared with it makes the dumplings more tender and juicy. Mother acquiesced, and when she met an insider, the dumplings must be delicious today.

Aunt Zong Ying has reconciled the noodles, the beans and green onion and ginger stuffing have been chopped, and everything is ready, only the pork is owed. According to Uncle Zong Wen, he wanted to put all three catties of pork on it, but Zong Ying stopped him, only cut off half of the meat, and said, bean stuffed dumplings, too much meat is not necessarily delicious, the ratio of beans to meat is best 1:1, so that it is delicious enough. My mother glanced at me and gave me a thumbs up, then held back a smile and whispered to me, "That's the right day, beware of your belly." I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Rong slapped me in the back and asked.

When she heard my response, she grabbed my arm and let go and laughed. In front of her mother, she didn't dare to be too "presumptuous", no, when no one was around, she hugged me at every turn, very sticky.

Afterwards, the ladies made dumplings, and Uncle Zongwen and I went to the hall house to drink tea and chat.