A Rural Life in the 70s

Wei Meimei went to the capital, and after a short break, she began to be busy. Help Liu Yuzhi to bathe his little grandson, change diapers, and sleep with little grandchildren. Of course, her favorite is to look at the growing grandson Peng Peng.

The little guy grew up in front of her, and it was fiercely separated for three or four months. Wei Aimei thought badly. In the first few days, he wanted his grandson to sneak a few times. Nowadays, it’s hard to see, naturally, hate can’t be in your arms, and it’s hurting and changing.

The night before, I made a traditional home-grown eggplant and bean soup for my grandson Peng Peng. Early the next morning, I got up early and made a hand-cooled noodle. I buried Peng Peng in the bowl with pleasure. I was very happy to eat, and I sneaked into a piece, and I was smashed on the table and clothes. A lot of soup ideas. Cheng He’s voice made him pay attention to it. Wei Aimei guarded his grandson and took a look at Chenghe.

“Children are not like this. When you were a child, you were not as good as Peng Peng. You took a dung from the outside and went home to eat without washing your hands…”

“Mother!” Chenghe was furious and angry, and did not dare to slap the aging mother, but put the smug little scorpion on the face.

Chengjiang Chenghe brothers heard the old lady coming to Beijing, full of happiness, but only saw the old lady busy with two little sister-in-law, my heart is really sour, especially Chenghe, even the facial features are sour and wrinkled together.

Seeing Peng Peng rolling in Wei Ai Mei’s arms, he screamed and said that he had eaten and let Wei Aimei give him a stomach, and Chenghe looked so sad and hurt.

When Wei Aimei went into the kitchen to pour Peng Peng’s water, Cheng Heyi made a fuss, and Peng Peng was thrown out, scared Peng Peng wow and wowed, but it provoked Wei Aimei to take a slap in the face of Cheng He. After a meal, it stopped.

It’s a time to go to school, and it’s time to go to school.

Wei Aimei took the initiative to ask Peng Peng to go to school. Cheng Jiang directly agreed to the master, and let Cheng He and Xiao Qiu go to school. He took Wei Aimei to Peng Peng and let Wei Aimei recognize the road.

Parents and grandparents are more likely to love their grandchildren, not to mention Peng Peng or Wei Aimei. Because of Liu Yuzhi’s special circumstances, even if he is out of the moon, he will not be able to return to his hometown for a while, and he will not have to live in Beijing for a while. Wei Aimei is an uninteresting temper, her body is good, let her pick up and take care of Peng Peng, and save her to remember the family, no neighbors to move around, depressed and ill.

Xiaoqiu morning has only two classes, thinking that her own aging mother has not been to her school, so she proposed to let Song Xiulian follow her to the school to see, of course, the excuse is to let the old lady help her to see the dormitory quilt need Wash and wash.

If a child has a job, he or she needs to do it himself. Parents will not be disgusted. They often feel that they are useful, but they will be happy.

Song Xiulian is like this. When she heard that Xiaoqiu’s quilt needed her to clean up and wash, she immediately followed without hesitation.

When she arrived at Xiaoqiu’s dormitory, she looked clean and tidy, and then she only had a thin silk quilt for the summer.

Xiaoqiu smiled and said: “If you want to let you play, you may still hesitate. You wait for me for a while in the dormitory. You can go back to sleep. I will go to class, come back soon, and then take you around. Go to our school and go to my second brother and their school.”

Song Xiulian also graduated from junior high school. She used to learn well. She naturally had a longing for the university campus. She listened to her daughter and said, she readily agreed. After she sent Xiaoqiu, she took the washbasin to wash the indirect water and started cleaning. health. The ground tables and chairs are all very clean, but it rained a few days ago, and the windows are still dusty…

When Xiaoqi came back from class, looking at his dormitory, it didn’t seem to move at first glance, but it added a new feeling.

Looking closely, I found that the corners under the bed, the corners of the roof, the windows… almost all the dead ends were cleaned up.

Look at Song Xiulian’s forehead on the upper layer of fine sweat, Xiaoqiu is really distressed and helpless, personally hit the clean water, let Song Xiulian wash his face, she also took the opportunity to get a cup of refreshing fruit tea to Song Xiulian thirst.

After drinking tea, the mother and daughter came down from the dormitory and circled the campus, the library, the teaching building, the experimental building, the administrative building, and finally, went to the restaurant with Song Xiulian for lunch.

The afternoon was the hottest, the sun was hot, and Xiaoqiu returned to the dormitory with Song Xiulian. Her dormitory was air-conditioned and opened up, and the room quickly cooled down.

The mother and the daughter were rarely squeezed into a small bed, covered with the same quilt, and screamed at the private room.

Although Song Xiulian didn’t come for a long time, she still saw some clues. When she was squatting, there was no one else. She asked her: “You and Qin?”

Xiaoqiu didn’t have any embarrassment, and there weren’t many embarrassing little daughters. He almost nodded and admitted: “Well, he has been very good to me, so I decided to try it with him.”

Looking at her daughter’s face and talking about the object, the shame and tweak of the girl’s family were not there. Song Xiulian couldn’t help but raise a worries, then the self-blame and embarrassment that came with her: they were all that year. It’s useless, only to force the eldest daughter to be in front of her and her younger siblings, and later, to study hard, to study medicine, to go to Beijing to study, and to earn a big family business…just because the daughter is too Too self-reliant, too self-reliant, and tossed the shyness of the girl’s family.

Such a girl can’t say bad, but too hard, strong personality, will not deal with bad relationship with the object, even, Song Xiulian thought of her daughter after marriage…

Although she has studied and read books herself, she still has some traditions in her consciousness. She always feels that women are still gentle, and they can get along well with their husbands, and the days will be smooth and stable.

However, because it is very clear that she understands that her daughter has become the reason for this, Song Xiulian wants to remind her daughter, but she does not speak.

She hesitated for a while and finally said, “The child is a good child. When you look at your character from a young age, you are considerate and thoughtful. If you intend to be with him, you should be good, don’t bully others.”

“Ah?” Xiaoqiu stunned, and there were some grievances. “Mother, I am the kind of person who bullies people!”

Listening to her daughter’s grievances, Song Xiulian was laughed at by her, and she screamed, “You are not like? You think about it, do you and the people’s nephews speak?”