Beside the river dam, in the hut, on the wooden bed.
Tongtong was covered with a small quilt and was playing with her mobile phone with her little mouth curled up.
"Damn it, Jiang Ning must be so cool when she comes home. I don't know how beautiful she is!" Xue Yuantong gritted his teeth, "He was so happy that he didn't even reply to my message!"
She sighed, lowered her hand, and landed on the soft quilt.
The sun shines in from outside the window, and the room is bright. The light spots refracted from unknown objects shine on the walls.
Xue Yuantong stared at the spot of light, thinking of how when he was a child, he used lenses to reflect a spot of light in the room and shine it wherever he wanted. He was like a god.
There was a motivation in her heart, and she wanted to get up and recreate the happiness of her childhood again.
But the next second, she suddenly remembered that once she was playing in Jiang Ning's house. Jiang Ning was only carving his broken wood and ignored her at all. She took the lens and shined the light on his face.
Shaking and shaking, dazzling his eyes, until Jiang Ning got angry, she ran home quickly, not giving him any chance to take advantage of her.
Thinking of such a scene, she suddenly felt that she was no longer interested in playing.
"Tongtong, you've been lying down all day." Chu Chu's voice came from outside the window.
Compared to the lazy Tongtong, Xue Chuchu wore a light blue down jacket, was well-dressed, her hair was freshly and neatly tied, and she even held a stainless steel thermos bowl in her white hands.
Tongtong lay on the bed bored, her eyes dull and dull: "Chu Chu, I'm sick, very sick."
"Oh, then do you want to drink sugar water?" Xue Chuchu walked into the house.
Gluttony defeated the disease in an instant, and Tongtong stood up from the bed: "What kind of sugar water?"
Xue Chuchu sat on the stool beside the bed: "See for yourself."
Tongtong turned around, twisted to the bedside, and stared at the bowl. There were mango, longan, red dates, and wolfberry in the bowl. It looked like it had been boiled with rock sugar, and the mouth of the bowl was still steaming.
She quickly picked up the spoon to eat, praising Chu Chu's skills again and again.
Xue Chuchu is also very satisfied. Although her cooking skills are still not as good as Tong Tong's, her creativity and initiative in various desserts are much better than Tong Tong's.
Everyone has their own strengths, and she found hers.
The bowl was quite big and Tongtong couldn't finish it in one bite, so Xue Chuchu left temporarily to do other trivial matters.
The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and many employees of Changqingye are taking annual leave to go back to their hometowns. Aunt Gu finished her morning work and had lunch at the company before returning home.
As soon as she entered the small courtyard, she saw her daughter huddled in the quilt, struggling to use a spoon, picking up the bowl, and devouring the food.
Aunt Gu laughed angrily. She didn't need to think about it to know that her daughter hadn't gotten up yet: "She looks dead."
Tongtong was so excited about eating that she looked up and saw her mother coming back. She giggled twice: "Mom, do you want to eat it or not? It's delicious!"
Aunt Gu was disgusted: "Mom has a lot of money in the company, so she is interested in your three melons and two dates?"
"Mom, if you don't want to eat, you won't eat. Why do you still dislike it?" Tongtong was dissatisfied.
Aunt Gu: "Do you think I dislike sugar water? I dislike you."
While eating, Tongtong asked, "Mom, do you know why you dislike me?"
Aunt Gu: "Do I even need to say this?"
Tongtong said clearly: "Because you brought your personal emotions home from work."
Aunt Gu's smile gradually disappeared. Tongtong noticed the change in the air and secretly thought something was wrong. She continued to pick the mangoes without looking directly at her mother.
As expected, the mother blamed the activation of the skill: "I sleep, play games and eat all day long. Let me ask you, I told you yesterday that I asked you to dry Jiang Ning's quilt, did you dry it?"
Xue Yuantong: "Dry it. I asked Chu Chu to dry it for me early in the morning."
Aunt Gu: “…”
She was silent for a while and then said: "What about your shoes? I told you the day before yesterday that when the weather is nice, I will brush your shoes."
Xue Yuantong: "It's done. I asked Chu Chu to do it for me this morning."
Aunt Gu stopped talking again.
Xue Yuantong was secretly happy. She held back her laughter and finished eating the mangoes in the bowl. She raised her voice and shouted: "Chu Chu, Chu Chu!"
Chu Chu, who was summoned, quickly appeared at the door.
"I've finished eating, and I'll give you the bowl." Xue Yuantong asked.
Xue Chuchu knew that Tongtong had been in poor physical and mental condition recently. As Tongtong's close friend, she could understand it very well, so she took over the stainless steel bowl and took the initiative to do the dishes.
The atmosphere was extremely quiet, and Aunt Gu sneered: "She really listens to you."
Tongtong said loudly: "If only you could be so obedient, Mom!"
Chu Chu, who had just walked outside the window, couldn't help but think: 'Tongtong, do you want to cover the sky with one hand?'
As a close friend, she quickened her pace and couldn't bear to see the embarrassing scene of Tongtong being taught a lesson.
…
Jiangjiazhuang.
Jiang Junlong found Jiang Ning's house with half a bottle of coconut juice that he had not finished drinking, and handed it to her like a treasure.
Jiang Qianqian next to her was speechless. Brother Jun Long was too hopeless, right?
Jiang Ning accepted it with a smile, feeling like he was a child. When he was eating at a banquet, if he didn't finish his drink, he would happily take it home.
In the past few years, for rural people, they would only buy large bottles of this type of drink during holidays.
Jiang Junlong said happily: "Brother Ning, you just left. Didn't you see that your classmate slapped Weibo a few times and left? Weibo was asleep at first, but then he suddenly woke up. He said what happened to the people at our table?
They are all crawling and laughing at us."
Jiang Qianqian covered her mouth: "Later, his parents came and took him away with a heavy face."
Jiang Junlong just felt very happy. He used to come to Jiangjiazhuang often during winter and summer vacations. He hated Jiang Weibo very much. Not only was he targeted, but he also teamed up with Jiang He to defraud him of his money.
In the past, most rural children usually only had a few cents on their pockets, but for wealthy urban children, their pocket money was often a few dollars, tens, or even hundreds.
Many rural children, when they meet their relatives in the city to play, they often use deception to get their gold coins.
Jiang Ning used to think that it was the bad nature of rural children, but later she thought about it, and it was just the difference in resources and education that caused this kind of situation.
"By the way, Brother Ning, are you spending the Chinese New Year in the village?" Jiang Junlong asked.
Jiang Ning shook her head.
Jiang Junlong: "Then are you going back to the city? My dad will be back in the afternoon and will give you a tour of the city on the way."
His family is planning to get up early to celebrate the New Year on New Year's Eve. They will go back tonight first. After all, his family is not used to living in the countryside.
Jiang Ning: "I'll stay one more day and come back tomorrow morning."
According to the development in the previous life, tonight, Uncle Jin Gui's wife will take the money and run away, and then never return to Jiangjiazhuang.
He stayed to help.
"Okay." Jiang Junlong said regretfully.
Jiang Qianqian thought that Jiang Ning was about to leave, and the next time she wanted to see her would be another year later. She wanted to say that if her family left tomorrow morning, she could give Jiang Ning a ride. Unfortunately, her family's return route did not pass through Yuzhou.
…
Jiang Ning and her cousins walked around the village for a long time. Finally, at the door of Uncle Jin Gui's house, Jiang Junlong was stopped by his uncle Jiang Qitian: "Longlong, go home."
Immediately, Jiang Qitian patted Jiang Ning and said with a hearty smile: "Ning Ning, spend the New Year in the village and call your parents home!"
Jiang Ning: "They can't come back. I'll go to Jiang Province to celebrate the New Year with them."
Jiang Qitian frowned: "Hey, you can't just make money. What's the matter if you leave your son at home!"
He added: "Come to my house during the New Year and I'll give you some New Year's goods."
After saying goodbye, the uncle drove away.
Without Jiang Junlong as a foil, Jiang Qianqian could not continue to play with Jiang Ning. She also knew that her relationship with Jiang Ning was not as good as it was.
Jiang Qianqian is a little depressed, why is she the younger sister?
Jiang Ning returned home to rest, and Wang Xue sent a message: "Jiang Ning, are you free tonight? It's still the Hongyun Hotel. Today is my birthday, and it's a farewell party before transferring to another school. I made an appointment with my classmates who I played well with before, and also
There are two banquet tables set up by current high school classmates, will you come?"
"There are Qing'e, Li Jing, Yinghui, Xiaoxiao, Dizi..." She listed a line of familiar and unfamiliar names.
Jiang Ning looked at these names. He was born in a small town, in a village primary school, a town primary school, and a town junior high school. He was born and raised here, and spent a scarce but solid nine-year compulsory period.
Scenes of familiar scenes from my student days appear in my mind, including happy ones, lost ones, and many injustices...
For him, these memories are already a long time ago, but for many students, he has only been gone for a year and a half.
Jiang Ning replied: "Forget it, see you next time when I come back."
Soon, a screenshot was sent, as well as a text message.
Jiang Ning clicked in and saw a screenshot of his chat with Wang Xue.
Wang Xue: "Ah ah ah, Ying Hui, he refused, how should I reply?"
Boy, she can be careless enough to send the wrong message to the wrong person.
Jiang Ning said: "You go back [OK, we'll make an appointment next time]."
Wang Xue realized that she had sent the message to the wrong person, she said: "(crying)"
After sending this expression, Wang Xue made no sound again, so she probably died.
…
The wedding banquet at Uncle Jin Gui's house was only held for lunch, and all the relatives were included in the table.
And in the evening, there was no table and everyone could only eat leftovers.
Jiang Ning returned to the village alone now and had no food to eat. Moreover, during the period after his grandparents passed away, he often went to Uncle Xiao Gui and Uncle Jin Gui's house to have dinner, so he was naturally called over for dinner.
It was Uncle Jin Gui who came to shout in person. He appeared at the door of Jiang Ning's house, his face extremely bright and full of joy. Today was his happy day.
He came up and patted Jiang Ning on the shoulder, and said enthusiastically: "Ning Ning, if you don't agree to help me press the bed, I can't even give you money!"
Bed-pressing is a custom here in Yuzhou. Generally, young men (not married) among relatives and friends are invited to sleep in the new house for a night in advance to have a festive mood.
Jiang Ning smiled and said, "I'm not suitable. I'm too old."
Uncle Jin Gui was speechless: "If you are older, wouldn't I be old?"
Uncle Jin Gui was not like those annoying relatives who came up to forcefully find topics in order to build a relationship, asking how his grades were, how his work was, and how he was finding a partner.
He didn't ask, but said: "Ning Ning, do you still play games now?"
Jiang Ning replied: "Occasionally I play LOL or CF, and I also find some stand-alone games."
Uncle Jin Gui said: "I no longer play online games, but I still play Plants vs. Zombies. Now there is a mobile version. Unfortunately, the second generation is too expensive, so I play the cracked version."
The two chatted and walked on the same gravel road ten years ago, but Jiang Ning was no longer the little boy who chased Uncle Jin Gui and asked why the pea shooter was planted behind the sunflower.
And Uncle Jin Gui is no longer the carefree young man he was ten years ago.
The once lofty ambitions were all compromised for life. Jin Gui married a woman who was married for the second time and had a baby, and she still has a little boy. This is a copy of the situation that even Dorgon failed to challenge.
The road finally came to an end, and Uncle Jin Gui greeted the guests who helped with a grateful smile.
Jiang Ning sat down at the dinner table. Tonight's dish was a banquet vegetable stew, which is a miscellaneous mixture of new vegetables or leftovers put in a pot to heat up. It is also called a hodgepodge.
Obviously stewing them together will lead to odor transfer, but for some reason, when Jiang Ning was a child, she particularly liked stews, and she remembers them being super delicious.
Soon, the steaming porcelain basin was brought to the table. Jiang Ning glanced at it. There were shredded pork, squid, garlic paste, bean skin, tripe, garlic, and various vegetables mixed together in the basin.
He grabbed a big steamed bun, took a bite of vegetables, and tasted it. Surprisingly, the taste was still the same as in his memory. It was very tasty and delicious.
Not only did he eat it himself, he also took a photo and sent it to Tongtong: "I won't bring you the hodgepodge."
Tongtong, like the mobile phone users of later generations, was on call by her mobile phone 16 hours a day. When she saw the familiar hodgepodge, she secretly swallowed her saliva, mixed with dissatisfaction with Jiang Ning.
"Huh, if you don't take it, I won't take it. I don't care about eating it. If you give it to a puppy, the puppy won't eat it!"
I called you arrogant! Tongtong was relieved and felt like he was getting revenge.
Jiang Ning said: "I mean, do you want to eat a hodgepodge? I'll bring it to you."
Xue Yuantong said awkwardly: "Eat."
Jiang Ning: "Haha, no."
Xue Yuantong was furious: "What can I say if I don't lead you?"
Jiang Ning: "I'm teasing you."
…
Night, half past eight.
Most rural people have a very healthy schedule. At this time, the guests at Uncle Jin Gui's house have dispersed, and only the second grandmother and Sister Gui are helping to clean up the mess.
Hanghang, the guy next door, gave Jiang Ning a pack of rubbish.
Jiang Ning snapped his fingers, rubbed the flames, lit the cannon, and made a "pia" sound.
Along with the sound of the cannon being wiped, Jiang Ning heard the quarrel between Uncle Jin Gui and the bride.
At the wedding, the officiant made a mistake on purpose, which gave the bride the courage to complain. She held it in all afternoon and finally broke out in the evening.
The bride's son was crying nearby and making noises to attack, which made Uncle Jin Gui upset.
Uncle Jin Gui still said in a harmonious voice: "It's okay, it's okay. Let's live a good life from now on."
"There are only two of them, right? Where did you put my son?" The bride became more and more violent.
The second grandma and Gui's sister-in-law helped to break up the fight, but the result was even more fuel for the fire.
At this time, a dark, lean man in a leather jacket, like an iron tree, appeared next to the bride. He stared straight at her and warned: "Jiang Jingui, before my sister marries you, you promise me that you will never marry me."
He's doing well, I came here specially to do some work for my sister's wedding, and yet you gave me such an explanation!"
Jiang Jingui had difficulty explaining, so he tried his best to explain: "Brother, I didn't expect anything about my wedding today."
"Stop talking, I'm not satisfied!" The man in a black leather jacket grabbed his sister's arm and led her towards the entrance of the village.
Jiang Jingui stepped forward and tried to pull away, but was beaten back by the thin black man.
He only felt the burning pain in his palm, and the opponent's strength was frightening.
Jin Guiniang shouted: "No, we can only return home in three days. How can we leave that night? We will be laughed to death by the villagers!"
Uncle Xiao Gui hurriedly stepped forward to intervene, but was pushed and staggered by the thin black man.
Seeing that the bride was about to walk out of the yard, Jiang Ning leaned against the door with indifferent eyes: "You can leave, but the gift money will stay."
