In the room, a kerosene lamp was lit, and the light illuminated the room through the glass cover.
Ran Qiuye was sitting on the edge of the Kang. On the other side, Yang Shitou's family was holding their child and talking to Ran Qiuye. Next to him was the daughter-in-law of Yang Dazhuang's family, Mrs. Wang.
The three women were chatting together, and it was obvious that Ran Qiuye did not let go, and most of them were listening.
Unable to bear the enthusiasm of the two rural ladies, they quickly turned the topic to Yang Xiaotao.
Ran Qiuye also became interested.
Outside the yard, Mr. Yang was holding a cattail leaf fan with a smile on his wrinkled face. Next to him, Yang Dazhuang and Yang Shitou were picking up pheasants. Yang Xiaotao stood beside him and explained.
But no matter what he said, Mr. Yang always smiled. He didn't know if it was because there were teachers in the school or if he had other reasons.
"Xiao Tao, I think the girl looks good."
Yang Dazhuang, who was picking chicken feathers, came over and said, and Mr. Yang nodded after hearing this.
As a veteran, Mr. Yang has seen too many different kinds of people.
Some people can tell their temperament just by looking at them.
After a short period of contact, Mr. Yang felt that this girl was worthy of his grandson.
Especially in terms of character, she not only has the perseverance of a farm girl, but also has the knowledge of a city girl. In addition, she is a teacher, so she must love to learn, and she is handsome, so she must be easy to have children.
The more Mr. Yang looked at it, the more he felt that such a girl should be his grandson's wife.
"Xiao Tao, you have to seize the opportunity. Don't let me lose it."
Yang Xiaotao was speechless. How many times have I explained this? Why don't you just listen to it?
"Master, I am a teacher."
"What's wrong, teacher? Don't tell me that you look down on her."
"With the look in your eyes, you think everyone else is blind."
"Ah, I, no, what's wrong with my eyes..."
Yang Xiaotao was speechless. If he said he didn't like her at all, he would be lying to himself.
But it’s not like falling in love at first sight.
He, Yang Xiaotao, a good young man of the new era, still lacks a wife?
I have seen many beautiful and elegant people in my previous life. Although I have no chance to get my hands on them, my horizons are not that good.
What's more, how old am I? If I wait for more than ten or twenty years and become prosperous, then there won't be many girls who are 18 or 19 years old.
Well
There was a lot to think about, but in short, Yang Xiaotao was not used to this quick way of determining relationships.
And with the lessons learned from the last failure, Yang Xiaotao didn't want to be too hasty.
What's more, he also needs to further understand the ingredients of Ran Qiuye.
After all, this is a lifelong matter.
Seeing that Yang Xiaotao was silent, Mr. Yang knew that he had his own opinion. When the words were over, Yang Xiaotao made his own choice.
"Okay, let's stew the chicken quickly and we'll eat later!"
As Mr. Yang said, Yang Xiaotao reacted and started to pack the pheasants.
In the room, Ran Qiuye listened to the two people talking and learned more about Yang Xiaotao.
One person said it might be fake.
The two people said that maybe they were colluding.
Three people said it, three people in the village said it, that means it is true.
The more he got to know Yang Xiaotao, the more profound the impression on Ran Qiuye's heart.
At nine o'clock in the evening, everyone gathered around the table, waiting for dinner to begin.
Mr. Yang is sitting inside, and on his right are Yang Dazhuang and Yang Shitou.
On the left are Ran Qiuye, from Yang Dazhuang's family and Yang Shitou's family.
Yang Xiaotao stood below and served dishes one after another.
For this evening meal, Yang Xiaotao was the chef.
Of the two chickens, one was chopped into pieces and served together with potatoes to make a large plate of chicken. Yang Xiaotao also put corn tortillas inside and took it out of the pot at one end, filling the room with the aroma.
It made those who were waiting salivate.
The other one is used to make soup, the chicken is fished out and prepared to be disassembled, and only the soup is served.
In addition, Yang Xiaotao also fried a portion of cabbage and a portion of shredded potatoes.
"Teacher Ran!"
Before eating, Mr. Yang deliberately put away his cigarette, picked up his wine glass, and looked at Ran Qiuye.
Seeing this, Ran Qiuye picked up the water glass and said, "Master! Just call me Qiuye."
"Okay, autumn leaves are good. Haha"
"This time, Qiuye can come, and on behalf of Yangjiazhuang, I would like to warmly welcome you."
"We only have two old bones in this school. As time goes by, there is no ink in our stomachs, so we can't hold on."
Mr. Yang sighed with emotion.
"Yes, the conditions in this village are difficult. Your coming here will bring honor to our village! Look up to our village."
Yang Dazhuang also picked up his wine glass and said, which made Ran Qiuye feel embarrassed.
"Come on, let's all drink together for the first cup, Mr. Jing Ran."
Yang Shitou took the opportunity to speak, several people bumped into each other, and Yang Xiaotao drank the wine in one gulp.
“Eat it while it’s hot!”
Mr. Yang greeted everyone, they didn't see this kind of delicacy very often.
There was a lot of food on the table, and soon the plate of chicken was finished, and everyone was still unsatisfied.
Ran Qiuye was not very hungry at first and ate a lot at lunch.
But this big pot of chicken was so delicious. After nibbling on one chicken leg, I was attracted by the corn tortillas inside. I ate two pieces and drank another bowl of chicken soup before I felt full.
After learning about Yang Xiaotao's cooking skills, she felt a little ashamed of herself. A girl couldn't cook as well as a boy. She felt somewhat ashamed.
After dinner, Mr. Yang looked at Yang Xiaotao and then at Ran Qiuye. The more he looked at them, the more he liked them. The more he looked at them, the more he felt that they were a perfect match.
Just because he was drunk, he suddenly spoke.
"Qiuye, here, I rely on my seniority and age to drag you up."
"Introducing to you, my grandson, Yang Xiaotao!"
"As for you, if you listen, it's fine if it goes with your heart. If it doesn't go with your heart, don't worry about it. Just pretend you didn't say anything."
When Ran Qiuye heard this, he couldn't tell what Mr. Yang meant. He was trying to attract matchmakers.
Yang Xiaotao was also stunned and was about to speak, but was stopped by Aunt Wang on the side.
Looking at Ran Qiuye's red face again, she could only remain silent.
"This kid has been living with his father since he was a child without his mother. He has experienced a lot over the years and is very sensible!"
"For his father, he almost lost his house and spent a lot of money. This child is filial."
"Also, look at our village. A few years ago..."
Mr. Yang started talking and kept talking. Yang Xiaotao's ears turned red. Was he so good?
Why don't you feel it yourself?
Ran Qiuye lowered his head and turned his eyes towards Yang Xiaotao. The moment their eyes met, they each dodged, but they understood both sides' intentions.
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After Mr. Yang finished speaking, he patted his butt and left, followed by Yang Dazhuang and others.
It was agreed during the meal that Ran Qiuye would live at Yang Xiaotao's house, and Mr. Yang would live at the brigade headquarters.
In his words, living in the brigade headquarters was safe, and he was able to look after his family's financial resources.
Of course, anyone with a discerning eye can see that she is treating Ran Qiuye as a granddaughter-in-law.
Yang Xiaotao did not refute, and Ran Qiuye also refused.
So, that night, the two of them didn't communicate much, each slept in the same room, but both fell into insomnia.
In the house, Yang Xiaotao rested his arms on his hands, and Xiaowei was playing happily on the window. The poor mosquito was penetrated by sharp wooden thorns before it could taste the blood, and then disappeared into the wooden pile, destroying the corpse and leaving no trace.
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The whole house was cleaned by Xiaowei. There were no mosquitoes to disturb her. The cool night breeze blew away the beautiful images in Yang Xiaotao's mind. She closed her eyes and rested.
On the other side, Ran Qiuye also turned over and looked at where Yang Xiaotao was. Too many things happened today, too fast, too urgent.
Someone came to her out of the blue to 'match-match' her, and they even lived together out of the blue, leaving her unprepared.
I'm so confused and don't know what to do.
She needs to take a good rest before thinking about life's major issues.
The next day, Yang Xiaotao woke up from his sleep and heard the sound of getting up next door.
Get up immediately and prepare to make something to eat.
"Good morning, Teacher Ran."
"Morning! Teacher Yang!"
When the two met, they looked the same as before, but they called each other teacher by tacit understanding.
"Well, I'm not a teacher."
Last night I learned that Yang Xiaotao was a teacher in school, so Ran Qiuye called him Teacher Yang like a student.
Yang Xiaotao said, "Just call me Xiaotao."
"Okay, then don't call me Teacher Ran. Call me Qiuye."
Ran Qiuye said generously, and Yang Xiaotao looked at her, making her feel a little red.
"Okay, Qiuye!"
"Um!"
Ran Qiuye responded softly.
Then Yang Xiaotao was preparing to cook, and Ran Qiuye was lighting the fire. The two gradually started chatting, especially about reading, and they were talking and laughing.
When Mr. Yang came back with his hands behind his back, he saw this warm scene, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Master, it's time to eat."
Ran Qiuye looked at the master and immediately stood up and shouted.
"Hey, just eat, just eat."
Yang Xiaotao cooked rice porridge for breakfast, and Ran Qiuye fried yesterday's pheasant eggs. After the three of them finished eating, they walked to school together.
Last night, every household got the news that a new teacher has arrived and the children can get professional education.
All the children who were originally on vacation came to school today, wearing red scarves and standing under the national flag.
Ran Qiuye followed Yang Xiaotao to meet this group of students, then visited the school classroom and asked about the students' learning progress.
Seeing Ran Qiuye asking and answering questions among the children, and quickly getting along with the children with his gentle personality, that kind of love from the heart made Yang Xiaotao's heart beat at the side.
In his previous life, he also asked himself what kind of girl he wanted to be his wife.
Beautiful? Rich? Ordinary? Ordinary? Connotative? Or considerate?
He didn't find the answer, so he didn't find his wife.
But today, he seemed to have caught something.
"That is, the three views must be consistent!"
Only when the three views are harmonious can we have a common language and a common goal when we are together, with less estrangement and less quarrels.
When the three views are in harmony, family affairs will be prosperous.
In the morning, Ran Qiuye was familiar with the environment in the school, while Yang Xiaotao also went to the cornfield in the south of the village to check the situation.
After lunch, Yang Xiaotao returned with Ran Qiuye.
Before leaving, Mr. Yang gave another instruction, which meant that he should be careful, which made Yang Xiaotao feel helpless.
Are you so worried?
On the side, Ran Qiuye and Yang Hongbing were mingling together. They were talking quietly and seemed to be very speculative.
Yang Xiaotao didn't know how the two met, but feeling the Ruowuowu eyes, Yang Xiaotao was sure they were talking about him.
"Master, the corn in Shannan will be pollinated at the end of the month. I will come back early then."
"Well, don't worry, I'll show that piece for you, and no one can go in."
The village attaches great importance to Yang Xiaotao's experimental field.
Not only were militia teams patrolling during the day, but they also arranged to watch the forest at night.
I'm afraid that wild boars or something like that will damage the cornfield.
Speaking of wild boars, they really do exist.
A few years ago, in Baima Village next door, several acres of cornfields were devastated by a nest of wild boars, which even dug up the roots and ate them.
The village organized people to hunt wild boars, but in the end they couldn't find them, so the matter was dropped.
But Mr. Yang knew that the mountains and forests to the south were the habitat of wild boars, so he was particularly careful.
"Okay, Master, let's go."
After saying hello, Yang Xiaotao and Ran Qiuye walked back in the donkey cart.
Next Wednesday, classes will officially begin in Yangjiazhuang.
This was Ran Qiuye's decision after learning about the progress of learning in the village.
I plan to start the class in advance to familiarize myself with the course and catch up on the progress.
As for the course arrangement, Ran Qiuye will make a course schedule after returning this time. Because he has to take care of three classes at the same time and the workload is heavy, the three-day course previously agreed upon has been changed to four days.
Classes will also be arranged on Saturdays, more details will be discussed later.
Of course, classes were originally on Saturday.
Only on Sunday, Ran Qiuye still forcefully stipulated that the children should have a holiday.
Yang Xiaotao also feels good about combining work and rest.
The two of them returned to Sijiucheng in a donkey cart. It was just getting dark, and Yang Shitou did not stay. He was anxious to go home to see his children and returned to the village overnight.
Now that I’m familiar with this journey, I’m not afraid.
Yang Xiaotao was not worried, but sent Ran Qiuye home.
He is not worried outside the Forty-Nine City, but within the Forty-Nine City, he still has to pay attention.
Especially at night.
Ran Qiuye did not refuse, and the two of them stopped in front of the courtyard.
"Well, Qiuye, I'm going back."
Yang Xiaotao said, Ran Qiuye stroked his hair and nodded, "Be careful on the road."
"fine."
"See you next week."
"Okay, see you next week."
Yang Xiaotao nodded, glanced at Ran Qiuye again, it was pleasing to the eye, turned around and left with a smile.
Ran Qiuye was a little confused when Yang Xiaotao laughed. It wasn't until Yang Xiaotao left that she calmed down and walked into the house carrying a basket.