After Qi Lei finished speaking, he carried his sister on his back and continued forward.
Ling Xiaowei carried the basket and went to the field. She called her grandma and Zhang Cuifen to come over to drink mung bean soup. Grandpa Shi also called her.
"Oops, I'm late!" Just after Ling Xiaowei shouted, Grandma Xiao also came over with a basket.
"Grandma Xiao, are you here to deliver mung bean soup too?" Ling Xiaowei said.
"Yes! You are really clever. I came to deliver food in the morning, but I came late. Your grandpa was already full!" Grandma Xiao said with a smile.
"Grandma Xiao, you're not too late!" Grandpa Shi happily wiped his face and said with a smile.
"I'm not afraid even if I'm late, there's a kid named Xiaowei who will bring you soup!" Grandma Xiao said with a smile.
Grandpa Shi and I, you and I say every word, they are very loving!
When Shi Mingwei came to the field, he had a bad face and a bad mood again. When he saw Ling Xiaowei running out of the field with two bowls of mung bean soup and running to the front, he was even more unhappy!
What a guy with his elbows turned out, that was the mung bean soup he brought over!
Ling Xiaowei ran to her aunt's field and finally met Qi Lei's mother. When she saw Qi Lei's mother, Ling Xiaowei was slightly surprised!
Seeing Qi Lei's mother, she seemed to see herself in her previous life, working so hard.
Qi Lei's mother is almost in her thirties, but she is already as old as if she is in her forties. She is hunched over, cutting wheat, wearing a patched straw hat on her head.
"Qi Lei!" Ling Xiaowei shouted.
Qi Lei was also cutting wheat. When he heard Ling Xiaowei's cry, he raised his head and was stunned for a moment. When he saw the mung bean soup in Ling Xiaowei's hand, his heart warmed.
"Ling Xiaowei, you really brought the mung bean soup, thank you!" Qi Lei said sincerely.
Qi Lei's mother slowly straightened up, covering her waist with one hand, and looked up at Ling Xiaowei, her eyes lit up, she was such a beautiful girl, "Mom, she is the female classmate I told you last time, she is him
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Qi Lei's mother's eyes brightened even more, and she said in surprise: "It's true! I didn't expect such a beautiful little girl. Thank you, little girl."
"Auntie, you're welcome! Students should help each other. This is mung bean soup. I made it myself. You can drink some too!" Ling Xiaowei brought the mung bean soup to Qi Lei.
Qi Lei thanked him and took the mung bean soup, and gave one bowl to his mother. He gave the other bowl to his sister first, and then drank it himself.
After they finished drinking, Ling Xiaowei went back with the empty bowl.
Qi Lei's mother looked at Ling Xiaowei walking away, with a motherly smile in her eyes, and said to Qi Lei: "You, a classmate, are really a good kid. I am relieved that you can marry such a wife in the future!"
Qi Lei's face turned red and he said in a low voice: "Mom, what are you talking about! We are just classmates!"
Children in the countryside mature precociously, and many get married at the age of fifteen. Qi Lei is already thirteen. He actually thought about it silently in his heart, but he felt that this was impossible.
Ling Xiaowei must go to college. If he doesn't go to college, he will be farther and farther away from Ling Xiaowei.
"Mom, I want to go to college!" Qi Lei said in an extremely firm tone.
Qi Lei's mother frowned slightly, but seeing the firm expression on her son's face, she nodded silently, "Okay, mom will earn money for you."
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After returning, Shi Mingwei said angrily: "This is the mung bean soup I brought over. How can you give it to others to drink?"
"But I burned this, and I have the right to give it to anyone!" Ling Xiaowei said without giving in, feeling that Shi Mingwei was really inexplicable.
"Ling Xiaowei!" Shi Mingwei grabbed Ling Xiaowei's wrist and glared at Ling Xiaowei angrily.
Ling Xiaowei frowned slightly and tried hard to break free from his grasp, "It hurts! Let go!"
"Shi Mingwei, what are you doing? How can you bully Xiaowei!" Grandpa Shi said fiercely to Shi Mingwei from a distance.
Shi Mingwei immediately let go of Ling Xiaowei's wrist and took the bowl from her hand, "Take the bowl away, I don't even have a bowl to drink mung bean soup!"
He felt extremely wronged!
After the midday sun, the afternoon sun is no longer so hot, and there are more and more children in the fields. Basically every household here has two children, and some families have five or six.
An only child like Ling Xiaowei can be said to be rare.
Although family planning is in full swing, in this remote village, information is obviously still lagging behind.
In some houses, there are many people in the family, and the wheat is harvested very quickly. The children follow behind with baskets to pick the ears of wheat. Ling Xiaowei also carries the basket on her back and starts to pick the ears of wheat.
Waste is shameful, especially for farmers, every ear of wheat is precious.
Shi Mingwei squatted on the edge of the field and watched Ling Xiaowei bending down to pick up things. He was very curious and shouted: "What are you picking up?"
"Pick up the money!" Ling Xiaowei said.
"Money! How can there be money in this field!" Shi Mingwei stretched his neck and looked around. He didn't believe it!
But his curiosity drove him to go and have a look, but when he thought of going to the fields, he didn't want to. There were so many insects in the fields that he didn't dare to go.
"Show me what money it is!"
"Come down and see for yourself!" Ling Xiaowei picked up wheat ears by herself.
The sun was setting in the west, and the sunlight from the west mountain formed a protective film of golden light on Ling Xiaowei's body, making it difficult for him to see clearly what was in her hand, and she moved so fast.
In the end, he was driven by curiosity and ran to the field to see what Ling Xiaowei had picked up. "You lied to me again. This is obviously grass!"
"What a fool! These are ears of wheat! They are full of wheat. When the wheat is sold, it is just money!" Ling Xiaowei said angrily. He really has no common sense in life. He is a young man in the city.
...Shi Mingwei was speechless.
"I'll help you pick it up together!" Now that you've gone to the fields, let's help!
Shi Mingwei saw an ear of wheat at his feet and reached out to grab it. "Ah!" There was a stinging pain in his palm. He threw the ear of wheat in his hand away. What kind of weapon was this? It was terrible!
"How stupid! These are wheat ears. Wheat ears have awns and are very prickly." Ling Xiaowei said speechlessly, grabbing Shi Mingwei's hand, "Here, let me help you take a look!"
Shi Mingwei's hands, whose fingers were not touched by spring water, were so tender! They were pricked by wheat awns and were bleeding.
Carefully cleaning the wheatgrass on his hands and blowing on it again, "Okay, it's all cleaned up!" Ling Xiaowei raised her head and said to Shi Mingwei.
When she raised her head, her eyes met with Shi Mingwei's. "What are you looking at me for? Look at your hands!" Ling Xiaowei shook off Shi Mingwei's hand and continued to pick up the wheat awns.
Shi Mingwei looked at his hands, which were very clean. He smiled secretly and thought to himself, this bad girl is also quite good when she gets better.
"Teach me how to pick wheat ears!" Shi Mingwei chased after him.
