Chen Shaoyuan was stumped by this question. What should he say? You really can’t eat fart. That’s what grandma said casually.
"Grandma Yuanyuan, that’s a quarrel. You don’t care."
Yuanyuan: Oh, she is still very interested in watching grandma curse. Every time she curses, she feels so interesting, thinking that she can be so awesome when she grows up one day.
Chen Shaoyuan looked at Yuan Yuan’s reaction, and his head was so big that he walked beside Chen and pulled her sleeve.
"Grandma, don’t quarrel and call names again. Yuanyuan always learns from you."
Chen’s coming to scold you? This will suddenly wake you up and put your posture away quickly.
"Yuanyuan can’t learn from grandma. Grandma, this is wrong." This is the first time that Chen has lived for most of his life, arguing with people from a young age to an old age.
Yuanyuan was puzzled. She felt fine, but she was still obedient and said she knew.
Chen is putting a heart in his stomach. It’s all Zhao Qinhua’s fault. Can she see it if it weren’t for Yuanyuan?
At 1: 30 in the afternoon, the Chen family went to school with their bags on their backs. Chen’s family packed things and made some straw hats. The horse had to go to the field to break the corn and pack some rags to wear when the time comes.
Yuanyuan talked to herself alone, playing with the soil at the door, thinking that several brothers and sisters had gone to school, and she knew that the school didn’t tell Chen that she was walking and playing.
There are also workers on the road, and people can say hello to Yuanyuan when they meet them.
Yuanyuan also smiles and tells people that she has a good memory. Generally, she remembers everything her former grandmother taught her.
Li Hongyu is also playing with a few friends. They are tired and sweaty just after jumping Chinese characters, and they just fell to their faces and arms when they just jumped.
"Chen Yuanyuan, do you want to play with us?"
Yuanyuan knows that she remembers the same thing, but she still doesn’t want to play with her little head and continues to walk to school.
Li Hongyu wanted to provoke her, but she remembered that her mother had told her that she had been having diarrhea all the time, and she was afraid to watch her walk away.
Yuanyuan’s legs are short, but she’s going to school soon. She has an impression in her mind, but she doesn’t know what it’s like.
There will be classes at school at this time.
Wang Zhu gave everyone a question on the blackboard for the students to write. As soon as she sat on the podium and turned around, she saw a little girl coming to the school. She had seen it but had never spoken. It was best for the village head of Baijia to look at the girl. She thought about it and came out of the classroom.
Yuanyuan was not afraid to see it and called the teacher on her own initiative.
Wang Zhu saw Zhile. "Are you coming to see your brother?"
Yuanyuan nodded and shook her head. My brothers couldn’t play with themselves in class, but they all came.
"No, I’ll go back now," Yuanyuan said, and then turned away.
Wang Zhu laughed. The child is quite cute.
The land Lord suddenly remembered one thing when he sensed the situation in Yuanyuan.
"This fairy used to make trouble in class, but for her grades, she would have been sued by Wen Quxing to the Jade Emperor."
Ginseng essence also remembered. It was fortunate to have seen it. I followed my grandfather to the audience and happened to see Wenquxing’s face painted several times. I was so angry that I wrote a thousand words to review it.
"But that’s enough. I can’t catch up with this literary star."
Yuanyuan came out of school and turned to look at her. She always felt something was wrong.
Chen has been looking for it from home for a while, but he ran away without seeing anyone and asked the talents to find it here.
"Do you want to learn?"
Yuanyuan shook her head hard, because Chengcai Ge Xue looked unhappy, and she didn’t want to go either. It was more interesting to watch others learn.
"But Yuanyuan must study and learn knowledge to live a good life." Chen can’t say anything. This is the most direct thing she can see.
Grandma Yuanyuan is right, but she still has to think about it.
Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival in 1972, hundreds of villages began to harvest corn.
The primary schools in the village are also on holiday, and the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday is connected with the National Day holiday, which happens to be sometimes working.
Yao Shangqing came back from the county, and she was mainly responsible for cooking and doing such heavy work at home. It is necessary to eat well.
Chen, after all, is too old to do heavy work. The arrangement is also to bundle corn stalks, and then there is a process in which people take them away and put them in threshing ground to dry.
Both Yue-e Li and Chen Yougang are young people. Yue-e Li is breaking corn, and Chen Yougang is bagging corn and carrying it.
When Yao Shangqing came back, the county cut the meat and some other ingredients. It was a big dish to cook braised pork and pancakes with some rice soup. This meal was solid and malicious.
Braised pork is sweet but not greasy. Juice with cake is not good. Take another sip of boiled millet soup. I’m not tired.
Yuanyuan also eats a mouthful of soup and smiles.
Not to mention others. That’s a satisfaction.
Yao Shangqing worked in the afternoon and took Yuanyuan to the mountains to cut pig grass and dig wild vegetables. There are always chickens, ducks and pigs at home to be watched, and they are indispensable anyway.
Several of his older children can do some small work successfully, and they all follow together, and they can’t lose any food. After all, food is a life.
Yao Shangqing didn’t expect to see his parents coming back. They must have worked hard, too.
Two groups of people didn’t dare to get close. After all, they still had to avoid suspicion, but everyone in the village worked hard and there was nothing else.
"You sent me the medicine, and it didn’t matter much. It’s fine now, and I’m getting used to it and I can work." Yao Zhizhao bent down to work and could talk to her daughter.
So is Zhou Xingyue.
Yao Shangqing sighed and conveniently cut himself into their baskets.
"That’s fine. You should also pay attention to your health. Our family will be reunited."
Yuanyuan is playing over there.
Yao Zhizhao got up and looked at the past. "Yuanyuan is almost four years old. How time flies!"
Yao Shang counted and nodded, and they have been here for many years.
Mr. and Mrs. Yao Zhizhao left together after the pig grass was cut.
Yao Shangqing began to work hard again, and it was almost noon before he was going home.