The leisurely life of rebirth.

Fang Monan can only wait patiently for the next few days, and there is no need to meet people in the mail. In this way, her small body can be hidden.She is also curious about who is the lucky recipient of this email, even if it is "no news, no news", it is okay to send it again!Cast the net widely, there will always be times when a blind cat encounters a dead mouse.

When Fang Monan turned his head to wave goodbye to the post office before leaving, he saw a set of 80-year-old "Gengshen Monkey" monkey tickets posted there. There was actually one here, and his eyes lit up instantly, tsk tsk... There are surprises everywhere in life, it seems Going home and trying to find a way to buy it back.

Fang Monan didn't go home, grandma was busy at home!She scratched her head and went to find her aunt.Anyway, she knew the way, and ran to the county party committee compound. The gate was old and mottled, and there were plaques of the county party committee and government on both sides of the door.The door of the guard's room was tightly closed, without defense at all, occupying the small and inconspicuous light, and sneaked in effortlessly.My aunt came to resign today, she probably hasn't left yet!Hope so, take your luck.I searched east and west, but I didn't meet anyone on the road. She was in trouble!I saw tables, chairs, and large boxes piled up in front of a house in front of me.She walked forward, try her luck, or find someone to ask.

Fortunately, the person I found was my aunt. Although she was covering her face, she was right from the clothes.My aunt is standing on a small ladder, holding tools, and demolishing the ceiling of the house!Dust all over.

"Little aunt" Fang Monan shouted with swollen eyes, didn't you come to resign today? [

"Ah! Xiao Nannan, why are you here?" She heard the boy's voice, climbed down from the ladder, walked up to Fang Monan, did not dare to get too close, looked around and saw no one else following, "You Grandma is really relieved now, she dared to ask you to come here by yourself." She took off the face scarf as she spoke. "This job was arranged a few days ago. Anyway, it's the last time. A person must start and finish. I've finished it, and I told them, don't watch it." She looked at Fang Monan and explained to the dust in the door .

"Aren't you drawing red at home at this time?" Auntie looked at her and asked, why did she have time to come here today when she was always very active in writing, and she hadn't had time to think about how she found it.He was startled by Fang Monan's next words.

"I have something to do with you, are you free now! Do you have ten dollars on you?"

My aunt searched her pockets and counted seven or eight yuan, "What are you doing! Why do you want money! Did you do something bad?"

"Let's tidy up your body first, and we'll talk as we walk." Fang Monan looked at the dirt on her body, frowning, displeased.

"It can't be that something has happened!" Auntie stood far away from her, beat the ashes on her body, and dragged her to go outside in a hurry.

Fang Monan followed her to the post office before telling her that she needed to buy stamps, so that my aunt was relieved of her fear just now. When she heard about buying stamps, her aunt said anxiously: "I'm full, I'm fine. Don’t write letters, buy stamps, and it’s six yuan, half a month’s salary.” Shaking his head, he refused to enter the post office.

Fang Monan saw that the normal way was not enough, so he came to take the children's privileges ruthlessly, and acted shamelessly, "If you don't buy it, I will cry for you." She did what she said, crying loudly.

My aunt was scared, it was really ugly, she couldn't resist it, and finally gave in.Walking out of the post office, Fang Monan was elated, and bought a large copy of it here.And my aunt was wilted like a frost-beaten eggplant. She thought that since this niece came back from the country, she would buy her candy, but she didn't want it, thinking that she knew the difficulties at home and became better and more sensible.Unexpectedly!Really cruel, all of a sudden half a month's salary is gone.

"Auntie, don't be sad. I'll give you 30 in 50 years." Fang Monan patted her on tiptoe, unable to pat her shoulder, so he could only comfort her by patting her arm.

Auntie was sad, and she only had two words when she heard her words: "Cheat ghosts." She obviously didn't believe it.

"Then let's wait and see! Whoever believes in me will have eternal life." Fang Monan raised his hand and drew a cross on his chest, with a solemn expression and a deliberately low voice, but who knew it would create a comic effect.

"Little kid, that's not serious." My aunt was amused by her serious and exaggerated expression, and her heart was relieved.

For the next few days, Fang Monan didn't accompany his grandma to sell steamed buns. The students and parents hurriedly asked what was wrong, why Aunt Mo's granddaughter didn't come, and whether she was sick.

It turned out that grandma's steamed bun stand was as famous as Fang Monan's nursery rhymes, so later Fang Monan also accompanied her grandma to sell steamed buns from time to time, and some students even came here to tease Fang Monan every day to see if they could come out of her mouth. The meaningful nursery rhymes are recorded, and the result is the recall nursery rhymes that she struggles with brains.At this time, I don’t care about the age, as long as it is good and meaningful, like Jingle Bells and health songs, accompanied by her special neck twist, little butt twist, shaking hands and feet.It was very funny, and everyone laughed, "Your granddaughter is so cute."

Some people said: "Mo's aunt, just for your lovely granddaughter, I have to buy two buns too." They directly paid for it openly.

You must know that the nursery rhymes of this era basically stayed in the 70s and [-]s.One, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain to fight tigers, tigers don't eat people, they only eat Truman. (Truman is the former president of the United States)

God, don't let it rain, and bless the baby to eat white rice.

God, don't blow the wind, kill a big cock tomorrow. [

When the sun came out, the sky was full of red, shining on the poor to turn over,

The sun is like the Communist Party, leading the people to sit in the country.

In the end, there were really no nursery rhymes to memorize. Fang Monan simply memorized an ancient poem a week, five-character quatrains, few characters and easy to remember. Most of them were Wang Wei's ancient poems describing scenery or inspirational.Three watch lights and five watch chickens are when the man is studying.Black hair doesn't know how to study early, but Bai Shoufang regrets studying late.In this way, you don't have to worry about saying "rebellious and immoral" words, and Mr. Lin has a complete collection of ancient poems, so it is easy to explain the source.

With Fang Monan's hard-working performance, grandma is busy and happy every day, she looks much younger, seeing that the small cardboard box for collecting money is full every day, Fang Monan finally feels relieved.As Fang Monan thought, from the very beginning to being hot, to calm.Adjusting the number of steamed buns every day, the average number of steamed buns sold is more than 100 per day.Aside from the cost, it will cost seven to eighty yuan a month!That's a really high salary.Because the up and down management is good, no one will come to make trouble for the bums and punks.

In the middle, Fang Monan asked his grandma to make a large apron like a dress out of light pink Dacron, and when she put it on, she looked neat and clean.She asked Mr. Lin to find some paints that would not fall off when exposed to water. Wearing a big apron, she drew a Q-version festive full-body portrait of a New Year's doll on her chest. She was dressed in warm yellow clothes and covered her body. White chef's clothes, a white chef's hat on his head, a red silk scarf around his neck, a plate of steamed buns in one hand, touching his chin with one hand, and licking his lips with his tongue, with a very satisfied expression. With a narration next to it, 'It's delicious. ’ Under the portrait, the character ‘Mo’ was written in big red paint.My grandfather's surname is Mo, and he sells steamed buns, which happens to be a homonym for Momo.

Fang Monan's new clothes style, I thought I would persuade my grandma for a while, but I didn't expect that as long as it was made by her family, Nannan, it doesn't matter what it is.My aunt said it was beautiful and festive.

Because of this novel shape, whether people buy steamed buns or not every day, there are many people who look at this painting, plus the hard-working performance of Manan above, at least it has gathered popularity, and the more people look at it, the happier it is.According to the living habits here, grandma also changed the time of opening the stall, because most people here say that dinner is porridge with steamed buns. The first time to open the stall is an accident!

My aunt finished class every day, helped grandma sell the steamed buns and drove home together in a small car, turning a deaf ear to the criticisms from the school.

Now Fang Monan has one more thing to do before going to bed every night, massage the acupoints on his grandma's hands, and eliminate the fatigue and damage caused by kneading steamed buns with his hands every day.In this way, you can continue to work without feeling the soreness in your hands the next day.

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More than a month later, one hour before people get off work, Fang Monan was sitting in the corridor, drawing a jujube tree in the yard with a charcoal pencil on paper, and the jujube tree was already full of red fruits. , ready to eat.Pomegranates are also red and green, and they should be edible during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

A middle-aged man stood in the courtyard, looking at the courtyard as if recalling something, and stood there in a daze.He remembered what had just happened at home.

"I don't care, you go home today and ask your mother to make it clear. Don't set up a stall in front of the high school and sell buns. I can't afford to lose that man. Mo Yonghui, did you hear the logistics, those old girls said What are you talking about, keep saying that I am not filial, which makes your mother come out like this and embarrass yourself." The speaker was short, with his hands on his hips, like a teapot, and his voice was full of air, like a machine gun.

"You really have overdone it!" He raised his eyes to look at her and muttered softly.

Although her voice was low, she still heard it. She was like a cat whose hair has exploded, and her voice suddenly rose, "Okay! You are heartless, I keep the money, so it's all subsidized for you and the child I'm not willing to spend too much on them, ah..." I sat down on the spot, patted my hands on the ground, wept and wiped away my tears, and shouted: "Oh!...I'm so god! Ah! There is no such thing as a day When the law is over, when will we not plan to live." Thinking about it, I felt that I was too ugly, stood up again, and twisted his ears, "You are so lazy in the factory, size is your head, you are not afraid of others Poking your spine in the back! If the reputation of being unfilial spreads, do you still want to be promoted! You didn’t hear other people’s pointing. Ah... You have to go today, you have to go , you don't go. I..."

"Mom, what are you doing?" A crisp boy's voice asked, looking at his parents.

"Ah, it's nothing... I'm fixing your dad's clothes!" She patted the dust on his body that didn't exist at all, and she still wanted to leave him with the dignity of being a father in front of her son. "Your dad is going to your grandma's house! Do you want to go?" Wen Gentle stepped forward, took a towel, and wiped the sweat off his son's face.

"I'm not going." He snatched the towel, still landed on the ground, and sat on the lower bench sulking.

"Hey, what's the matter?" When she heard that her son didn't go to see grandma, a trace of complacency flashed across her face, which was the result of her education. "Didn't you play in school for a while after school? What time did you come back?"

It's okay if she didn't ask, but when he asked, his son said with sobs: "They all look down on me, don't play with me, call me the grandson who sells steamed buns,"

"Mo Yonghui, listen, look, are you going or not." She seemed to have gained some kind of backbone, her fighting strength soared, and she yelled loudly. "It's okay for us to suffer some grievances in the factory. They don't know the real situation. We just have to feel guilty. Look, even the children are involved. This..." Wiping the tears in her eyes that didn't exist at all, she looked like a good wife and kind Mother's appearance.

He looked at his son's sad look, and looked at his wife, "If you don't go, she will fight desperately with him."He shook his head, reluctantly walked out. "Can't I go?" [

Having won the victory, she also has a thorough understanding of the old lady's temperament, as long as the child's father tells her, she will definitely succeed.Thinking about not having to listen to those old women's dry tongue tomorrow, she will be in a very good mood.He said to his son, "Come on, they don't want to play with us, why don't we care about playing with them? Mom is going to make you scrambled eggs with green onions now, before your sisters come back."

"Yeah!" He jumped up happily, "Mom, you are so kind!"

He stood in the courtyard, returning from his memories, thinking about the gossip he heard these days, and thinking about his son crying.He made up his mind.

"Nannan, is your grandma at home?" A simple and honest male middle voice rang, rubbing her head, "Why don't you come back from the countryside to play with your older brothers and sisters? In the past, they followed behind and couldn't be driven away. "

Fang Monan raised his head from one side and rescued his ravaged head. Looking carefully, he looked like an honest man in his 30s, who was either his uncle or uncle.He was much younger than he remembered, with a medium build, wearing a short gray shirt, black trousers, and a pair of black cloth shoes.

"Grandma, you're in the house!" Fang Monan said coldly.

The eldest uncle saw that she was not as close as usual, he only felt that the child was young, he would not see her for a while, he forgot himself, and he didn't care.Knowing that his mother was in the house, he got up and stepped over the threshold to enter the house.

Grandma is making noodles in the house!Hearing the voice of his son, he hurriedly walked out of the house happily. "Why are you here? Does your wife know?" As he spoke, he still picked up the small bench from the wall, watched him sit down, and went to pour him a glass of water. Holding the cup by himself, he also sat down.

"She knows." The uncle shook his head and said sadly.

Then there was a long silence, Fang Monan looked at him and his heart sank to the bottom, as expected.

He looked at his grandma's happy face. It had been a long time since he saw her, as if he hadn't seen her since his father passed away.Henghengxin, muttering and muttering, still opened the mouth and said: "Mother, I heard that you set up a stall in front of the high school."

Grandma laughed when she heard it. It turned out to be this matter. Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, she thought something bad had happened. "You know, I've been putting it on for half a month. Let me tell you, I can earn..." Before the money was spoken, he was abruptly interrupted.

"Let's withdraw..." He lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.

"What are you talking about? I didn't hear it." Grandma looked at him in surprise, the water in the cup was trembling, and the water splashed on her hands didn't feel hot.

"Mom, just withdraw! Do you want everyone in the neighborhood to say that your son is unfilial?" He said dejectedly.

'You are filial, hum...everyone knows that you are filial.It has been nearly two months since they came back from the countryside, and they have never seen him visit grandma.This is Lai Xingshi's questioning. 'Fang Monan slandered in his heart, looking at his grandma worriedly, she had also heard rumors, but they were all irrelevant people, and this came from relatives, it was very lethal, I don't know if grandma can stand up past.She looked at her worriedly.

"Unfilial, don't care what they say, I can eat and sleep by myself, and while I'm still young and have the strength to work for a few years, won't this also reduce your burden? Your father left early, and I don't have a job. Although there is a pension of a few dollars, I can't even buy a bag of flour. After two years, your little sister will stop talking about others." Grandma explained.

Hearing this, he still wanted to do it, "This is an act of prying into the corner of socialism!"A few years ago, the old man was almost criticized because of his ancestors. Fortunately, his ancestors defeated the family and escaped the catastrophe.

'Haha... your old thinking is really ancient! 'Fang Monan laughed, let's see what moves you have, use them.

"Hehe...you don't have to worry about it. I asked your little sister to ask about it. It's not mentioned in the newspapers and radio. It's allowed by the policy, so what are you afraid of!" Grandma said with a smile. "Besides, I used to do it secretly, but now I can do it openly. I don't steal or rob, why not."

"Mother, we are old, we don't care what other people say. But you have to think about your grandchildren! Children are ignorant, so they just follow around and talk about everything. You should always think about it ! I'm leaving first." He didn't finish his sentence, leaving it to the old man to imagine.

It really hit the nail on the head!Grandma can bear it anywhere else, but when it comes to grandchildren, it's her lifeblood.Although her grandchildren are not close to her, and even during Chinese New Years, they just come to order a meal, and they don't even eat a bite of food.But Fang Monan knew that her favorite was her grandson.In the previous life, grandma always thought about her grandchildren until she died.She is not sure what grandma's decision is now, she doesn't know who grandma will choose in front of her career and grandson.

The grandma stared blankly at the direction in which her son was leaving, and sat there, maintaining the posture of holding water until the aunt came back.