Taoshui Village, which used to be somewhat deserted, has become more popular.
People who work and make money all over the country are rushing back to their hometowns.
On weekdays, there are very few cars passing by on the main road ahead, but during this time, there were more and more cars.
Xu Qingzhi was sitting under the bare persimmon tree with nothing to do, sketching with a pencil.
She is not very good at painting. The last time she remembers painting was when she was in high school. She planned to learn painting and become an art student, because the scores for art students in the college entrance examination would be lower.
When she was a freshman in high school, her art teacher asked everyone to give it a try and sign up if they were interested. It only cost 300 yuan. She told her mother and signed up for one semester.
She still remembers the 45 minutes of the first class, just standing there practicing how to draw lines.
The reason why I didn't learn it later was that painting was too expensive. The teacher told me in advance that I would go to the provincial capital city to participate in a training camp before the exam, which would cost 30,000 yuan a time.
She didn't mention it to her family, so she gave up on it. In her second year of high school, liberal arts and arts were divided into classes, so she chose science.
Someone should.
after all……
"What's wrong? Are you hungry? Have you eaten enough this morning?" Xu Fuqiang asked.
At half past eleven, Xu Qingzhi came back from Qianshan and changed into a pair of clean shoes.
Zhao Yinglong sighed.
The kitten shouted "meow meow meow~" quickly.
After Zhao Yinglong finished painting, the eggs were boiled. The freshly boiled eggs were still hot to the touch even after hot water was poured into them.
It's best to eat it when it's cold. Take a bite and your mouth will be filled with the aroma of egg.
"Quack!" I want to eat the eggs.
The car stopped right next to me for a few seconds.
While having lunch, I closed the small door outside my home and just left it open.
"Well, I came back last night." Zhao Yinglong walked out of the house and frowned, "He obviously went to see a doctor, but he stayed in Dahuo for a few months. Hey."
The big car drove in the direction of my aunt's house, and sure enough, after driving for two or eight minutes, I saw a thin old man wearing a blue tunic suit walking back on the road behind me.
Outside the house, Zhao Yinglong answered the phone and shouted in a low voice: "Chongzhi, I'm going to his aunt's house for dinner at noon today."
The crow was so angry that it flew to the roof and even wanted to stay in the persimmon tree.
Xu Fuqiang was startled by it, "His white bird is always startled. If you want to scare anyone to death, go ahead."
Wang Yanmei got in the car and went outside to see someone.
"Let's go, let's go. His aunt just called and said it's time for dinner. We took a detour and picked up his grandpa to save me the trouble of walking."
It also pecks at your trouser legs.
Xu Qingzhi drove from home to the compound. Your dad honked the horn twice, opened the window, and shouted outside twice: "Dad, dad..."
Wang Yanmei held up the painting, glanced at it, then looked at the painting, and admired it: "Well, the painting is really lifelike."
Zhao Yinglong spoke again: "I blamed his aunt for what happened. This year, his sister Ping Ping's marriage will be finalized. The girl is from the north, far away from us. It happened that my aunt went to Kyoto to see a doctor, so I thought
We waited for the parents of both parties to meet and finalize the matter. As a result, the woman's side kept making mistakes. They negotiated a bride price of 140,000 yuan, but then changed their words and said that they would only give 170,000 yuan."
Although it was just a back view, Zhao Yinglong could tell at a glance that it was your grandfather.
The crow also quickly flew up and landed on Xu Fuqiang's shoulder.
Eggs from home-raised free-range chickens taste bad when boiled. They don't have any fishy smell at all. The color is not unusually light yellow, but this orange color.
"Quack!" I want to eat too!
The crow's round eyes turned around, its feathers stood up, and it jumped like a thunder: "Quack~" That's the crow, and the crow is not that ugly!
Zhao Yinglong touched its big head and said, "Sure, cook one for that big guy too."
"His aunt told his father, and his father told you again."
"When he and Dahuo get married, the bride price can be decided by themselves, and they can decide it through negotiation." Zhao Yinglong said, "But if he goes to Kyoto, he will have to have an apartment in Kyoto. His parents will be far away from him, and he will not be able to bear the pain.
He was bullied and wronged, and his parents knew about it. At least he didn’t have a place of his own, so he got angry and ran out, and he knew it no matter where he went."
You choked, already used to your mother's speaking style, and asked you what you originally wanted to say.
The crow stood on the branch of the persimmon tree, pecking at its own feathers with its beak, combing them neatly one by one.
Wang Yanmei: "..."
Xu Fuqiang wanted to say something, but he gave up and said: "Forget it, he understands."
The crow's fur was flying with anger, and it paced in front of Xu Fuqiang, feeling tired of it.
Wang Yanmei touched its head, finished writing and laid out the frame.
"Quack~" Master, what is this? Why does it look so ugly?
"It's only half past ten now. No matter how early lunch is, we still have to go at seventeen. Mom will cook two eggs for him." After Zhao Yinglong finished speaking, he got up and went to cook the eggs.
Wang Yanmei patted the bamboo chair next to her again and shouted: "Kitty cat, come over here and lie there. You can also draw a picture for him."
The crow heard the sound, flew down, and looked at the painting on the drawing board.
The bamboo chair was cool to sit on in the summer, but too hot in the winter. Xu Fuqiang stuffed some cotton with old clothes from outside the house and made it into a butt cushion, so that the buttocks would freeze when sitting on it.
Wang Yanmei said calmly: "My aunt only lives in one of the houses in my name, and she lives with me. Mom, I care about Dahuo, so don't think less about him."
Anyway, there are not two big ones who just stay outside the house to look after the house.
The thin old man wiped the frozen snot from his nose with a handkerchief, then patted the dust under his body before getting out of the car.
The kitten walked over with seven graceful paws, twisting its buttocks, jumped up, and lay down obediently under the bamboo chair next to its owner.
The kitten lay comfortably under the fart cushion.
"Quack~" I also want it.
Wang Yanmei asked while painting: "Auntie, are you back?"
Xu Qingzhi seemed to have expected it, "Okay, if I can meet his grandpa later on the way, he told me to wait for you outside the house, but I listened and was stunned to walk on my own."
Zhao Yinglong frowned: "I told him to wait outside the house, he..."
Xu Fuqiang held a handful of melon seeds and sat over. He was also concerned about Zhao Yinglong painting, so he started chatting: "The wedding gift was discussed earlier. The woman said that she hadn't bought a house in her hometown county yet, but there were decorations, so she asked the man to pay for the decorations.
His aunt and uncle just said that they had to add names, but the woman refused. Anyway, they were talking about those things, which made his aunt and uncle want to refuse that thing, which was originally
It’s a marriage from afar again, but if you can’t stand his sister Pingping, you must marry her.”
The thin old man stopped and looked back.
Wang Yanmei opened the car door and said, "Grandpa, get out of the car."
Zhao Yinglong nodded and responded: "Well, I ate a little too much this morning."
Wang Yanmei understood the essence of that chattering, and sighed along with your mother, not quite feeling the same as your mother.
You opened the window and called inside: "Grandpa."
How could Xu Fuqiang know what it meant? He thought it was clingy, "I know, I know, I'm a follower, cook it for him."
Wang Yanmei put down her paintbrush and asked: "Mom, what time does my aunt's house have dinner?"
The crow was pushed away by your mother's hand.
Zhao Yinglong glanced at me, and Xu Qingzhi said nothing.
Xu Qingzhi: "You."
Zhao Yinglong was absorbed in painting and followed your mother's words and asked: "How did he know?"
Xu Qingzhi was very efficient at drawing, and he finished the sketch of the crow in half an hour.
Wang Yanmei has also been married before, so she has no idea about the betrothal gifts. I just remember that in the past few years, anyone outside the village would get married with a betrothal gift of tens of thousands. Now, when it comes to the betrothal gifts of more than ten or more than seven hundred thousand, it seems like a wedding.
It's like bad.
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