Ordinary people's rice bowl

Chapter 280 Days of Solitude
Over the years, Xiaowangzhuang Village has kept a custom of visiting each other to pay New Year's greetings, which not only strengthens mutual communication, but also embodies the virtues of mutual assistance and mutual respect.

As in previous years, Lao Mu and Xiuhua went to the village to join the New Year greeting team.This kind of New Year's greetings is particularly lively for those with elderly people at home. The older ones sit down, accompany the elderly to make daily routines, and say some festive greetings of blessings. For the young, in order to show respect for the elderly, while When saying New Year's greetings, while kneeling down and about to lick his head, the old people who received the big gift would step forward and grab the young man's hand, saying "no, no" from time to time, and put this The climax of this kind of New Year's greetings is also those underage children. When they see the elders, they will kneel down on their own initiative, smack their heads, and then pester for some lucky money. Those funny scenes often attract onlookers haha laughing out loud.

Just as the people in Xiaowangzhuang were immersed in the joy of the New Year, Mu Zhen did not go out, and sat alone in the house, thinking about her own thoughts. Every Spring Festival is a rare time for Mu Zhen to rest in a year. Where can I go?While Mu Zhen was asking herself, she was thinking about her own growth process. For so many years, there was not a single playmate she could talk to in the village. In fact, it was not that Mu Zhen didn’t want to talk, but in the eyes of old Mu, Mu Zhen I can't go to play, as soon as I see the scene of Mu Zhen playing, Lao Mu will immediately feel [-] points of anger in his heart. In Lao Mu's eyes, if he wants to stand out and be a leader, he can't play freely like other children. Just like what Lao Mu said all day long, "Only when other people's playing time is spent on learning, can it be called real hard work."

There is one thing that remains in Mu Zhen's memory, like the content engraved on a CD, it is branded forever.It was a math test when Mu Zhen was in the second grade. Due to a little inattentiveness, Mu Zhen, who was only one point short of a perfect score, didn't take this matter to heart. It is the most popular recreational activity among elementary school students in rural areas. Just when they were getting excited, Lao Mu came out of the office and stood behind Mu Zhen. The children who were playing with Mu Zhen froze there. , before Mu Zhen came back to her senses, the slap that old Mu held high landed heavily on Mu Zhen's raised buttocks, causing Mu Zhen to stand there in a daze, with tears in her eyes, but they didn't fall. , although grievance, anger, and sadness gathered together at the time, for Mu Zhen, this kind of beating was not the first time, nor was it the hardest time, but it was the most self-respecting time. Since then, no matter who Call Mu Zhen to play again, Mu Zhen is indifferent, really don't want to lose the only dignity again in front of the children, the playmates of the same year also understand Mu Zhen who is hurt in the heart, no matter how much she plays in her spare time, no children invite her Mu Zhen participated, which just formed Mu Zhen's unique character of independent reading and thinking.

Just like the night of New Year's Eve, when children of the same age sat around in front of the TV, vying to taste the cultural feast that people all over the country were looking forward to, Mu Zhen still held a book in her hand and sat under the lamp in a daze. There is no obsession with TV programs, but at this time Mu Zhen's mind did not stay on the books, but went to the distant place with the longing.It was a white snowfield, a primeval forest overgrown with trees. In front of Mu Zhen, through the light, through time and space, it seemed to see Hu Guoqing running wildly on the vast snowfield, and also seemed to see Hu Guoqing and his mother. Together with the younger sister, they happily clinked glasses, drank milk tea, and savored the sumptuous dinner in front of them.

Knowing that his elder brother would not take him to play, Mu Bao left his job and followed Mu Yan to the village to find fun with other children of the same age. When Mu Zhen was alone in the yard, he suddenly felt a little helpless. What about talking to yourself?
(End of this chapter)