Farmhouse Pastoral Notes

Chapter 188 Osmanthus Fragrance

"Mom, I'm going to my aunt's house tomorrow."

When Chunqiu was talking, he was lying on the edge of the table, with his head resting on his arm, looking sideways at Yuan Shi.

Yuan Shi was lowering her head to sort out today's account books, but she didn't raise her head when she heard her daughter's words, and replied directly, "Niu Niu misses your aunt?"

Chunqiu smiled, "Well, the sweet-scented osmanthus in my aunt's house is in bloom." Chunqiu said the reason seriously.

"Pfft..." After hearing this, Yuan Shi laughed out loud, put down the account book in her hand, raised her eyebrows and looked at her daughter, "Niuniu, you must be greedy for sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

It can be said that Yuan Shi's mother understands her daughter's mind very well, Yuan Shi does not believe that her daughter will simply go to see flowers and people, maybe she is greedy for sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Seeing that her small thoughts were punctured, Chunqiu didn't panic, but admitted generously, "Yes, sweet-scented osmanthus cake is delicious." Anyway, she is already a snack in her mother's eyes, so she is not afraid to expose more .

Yuan Shi recalled what Yang Meijuan specially told her a few days ago, and thought that it would be better if her daughter had gone now, and she would bring the cloth from home by the way, so that she would have to go and look for it by herself, "Go, a few days ago, you My aunt also asked me to help bring a piece of cloth to make clothes, the cloth has already been bought, when you go tomorrow, take it with you by the way."

Chunqiu responded with an "ah", and after saying this, Chunqiu felt a little sleepy, and blinked carefully, "Mother, I'm going back." His eyes were very dry, and Chunqiu wanted to go back to sleep.

Yuan looked up at her daughter's sleepy face, nodded, and urged her to go back to her room to sleep, "Go back, get some rest early, and get up early tomorrow." There must be a lot of people, and there are not enough staff in the family, Chunqiu has to get up to help.

Yuan Shi pushed Chunqiu out the door, but didn't go back to the house. Instead, she sent Chunqiu back to the house directly. After putting Chunqiu on the bed, she closed the doors and windows of Chunqiu's room one by one and checked them one by one. It was windy that night, and Yuan was worried that her daughter would accidentally kick the quilt, and it would be uncomfortable if she caught the wind and caught a cold.

After closing the doors and windows, Yuan Shi walked to the bed with a smile, looked at the girl who was lying in the quilt and wrapped herself warmly, and stretched out her armpit to put the quilt under her armpits, "Go to sleep, mother is gone."

"Well, I know." Chunqiu obediently covered the quilt under his neck, waved his hands to her mother, and put his hands back under the quilt.

Yuan Shi smiled, and then blew out the oil lamp on the table beside her. The room was plunged into darkness. Chunqiu opened his big eyes, watched her mother leave, and then closed them...

Hearing the noise outside, Chunqiu opened his eyes, at this time the sky was already dark, but the room was still a bit dark because the windows were not open.

Chunqiu sat up from the bed, lifted the quilt covering his body, got up and put on his shoes.

Walking to the window beside him, Chunqiu raised his hand and opened the window. The early morning breeze still smelled of dust, which smelled fresh. Chunqiu took a deep breath, then faced the window, shook his head, rubbed Rubbing his arms and feeling comfortable, Chunqiu turned around and prepared to get dressed.

The clothes were put on the table by Chunqiu last night, Chunqiu sat on the stool beside him, picked them up, searched the front and back, and stretched out his hands to wear them.

After simple washing, Chunqiu pushed open the door and walked to the shop in the front yard.

The door of the shop has not been opened yet, the room is a bit dark, the small door on the side is simply opened, with the faint light of the small door, Chunqiu directly walked into the kitchen, as expected, her mother was busy cutting cucumbers in the kitchen.

"Mother, let me come" Chunqiu shouted, then reached for the kitchen knife at the side, ready to do it himself.

Yuan turned her head and saw her daughter coming in, so she put down the kitchen knife in her hand, "Come on, mother, go and cut the cold noodle and gluten, the guests should come soon."

Chunqiu nodded, took the half-cut cucumber that her mother had cut, and started to do it. When she was in the shop in Heishan Town, she also cut the cucumber. After making the grater later, she didn't do it, just But the silk grater is not ready yet, and Chunqiu has to cut it by hand for two days.

Because there were so many people in the morning, Chunqiu couldn't just run away for the sweet-scented osmanthus, she could only wait until the afternoon to go out.

After finally having free time in the afternoon, Chunqiu hurriedly greeted Yuan Shi beside him, turned around and ran out the door, it was not far from here to the aunt's house, there were only two alleys in between, Chunqiu first turned left, then turned right, and walked straight After walking for a while, he arrived at his destination.

The door of the aunt's house was left open, Chunqiu also saved the act of knocking on the door, and walked in directly with his calf.

As soon as Pu entered the yard, Chunqiu was attracted by the golden osmanthus tree not far away. The thick osmanthus tree was full of densely golden osmanthus flowers. The fragrance is far away, the breeze blows, the whirling osmanthus trees sway with the wind, and the falling osmanthus flowers are like golden butterflies or silver ribbons, lingeringly floating, falling down, floating to the on the ground.

Chunqiu stared blankly at the scenery in front of her, walked under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree unconsciously, felt the falling sweet-scented osmanthus petals brush her face gently, delicately, with a unique fragrance...

"Qiu'er, is that you?"

A sweet voice awakened Chunqiu's thoughts, Chunqiu turned his head abruptly, and saw Yang Meijuan sitting on the steps hugging Gao Mingxuan.

Yang Meijuan was worried at this moment, she kept looking at Chunqiu, knowing that her niece had been standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree for a long time.

"Aunt"

Chunqiu showed a bright smile at Yang Meijuan, directly dispelling the worries on Yang Meijuan's face. Yang Meijuan lowered her head and patted her son who was restless in her arms, and said with a smile, "Qiuer, come here quickly."

"Hey" Chunqiu responded, and then trotted over, "Auntie, this is what my mother asked me to bring here." Chunqiu put the cloth in his arms beside Yang Meijuan.

Turning his head and looking around, Chunqiu said again, "Auntie, where is Hanhan? Why isn't she here?"

"I went to the shop. I begged your uncle for a long time last night, saying that I would use my lucky money to buy things for my little brother." Yang Meijuan turned her head and laughed while talking.

Chunqiu also sat aside with a smile on his face and listened earnestly, and echoed a few words from time to time. When Yang Meijuan was satisfied with what she said, Gao Mingxuan in her arms was so sleepy that he wanted to sleep.

"Oh, look at Auntie, I've been holding you back for a long time, but I forgot to ask Qiu'er why I came here." Yang Meijuan got up with Gao Mingxuan in her arms, and then looked at Chunqiu with an apologetic expression, " Qiu'er, my aunt is going back to her room, you..." Before Yang Meijuan could finish speaking, Chunqiu took over the conversation, "Auntie, I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake, can I pick some sweet-scented osmanthus?"

Yang Meijuan nodded, "Okay, go, there are sticks over there, be careful..."

Chunqiu pursed the corners of his mouth, looked at Gao Mingxuan who was restless in Yang Meijuan's arms, and urged, "Auntie, go back to the house quickly, brother is about to make trouble."

Yang Meijuan also noticed the movement of the villain in her arms, and gave Chunqiu a few more instructions, then hurried back to the house. Chunqiu saw that the cloth had not been picked up, and followed with the cloth.

Holding the small cloth bag she found from her aunt in her left hand and the waterproof cloth her aunt found for her in her right hand, Chunqiu went back under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

Because of her short stature, it is impossible to pick them directly. My aunt and younger brother have to take care of her, and I can’t help her. Put it in a cloth pocket, and it can be used after washing at home.

Of course, in order to be cleaner, Chunqiu picked up the broom beside him and cleaned up the area around the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and then spread the waterproof cloth in his hand on the ground.

Picking up the wooden stick at the side, Chunqiu held the corner of the stick with both hands, and then hit down on the brilliant sweet-scented osmanthus tree above his head. With the movement of the wooden stick, all the sweet-scented osmanthus trees on the tree fell off, flying all over the sky. The sweet-scented osmanthus is like falling raindrops, and there is a golden rain of sweet-scented osmanthus.

By the time Chunqiu was out of breath and dropped the wooden stick, the ground was already covered with a piece of golden petals, and the smell in the air was even more intense.

Chunqiu simply wiped his hands, squatted down, grabbed the sweet-scented osmanthus on the tarpaulin and put them in his pocket. The sweet-scented osmanthus was so light that Chunqiu was afraid that he might crush the petals of the sweet-scented osmanthus. Seeing that the appearance was almost the same, he went back to his aunt Asked for a pocket and filled it, filled two pockets full, Chunqiu was very satisfied, and talked to the aunt in the room, rejected the other party's asking her to stay for dinner, turned around and went out the door.

Chunqiu returned to the shop with a fragrant bag in one hand. At this time, Yuan Shi was busy at the counter when he suddenly smelled a fragrance. Wiping flowers? It smells so good." Yuan walked out of the counter and came to Chunqiu's side. After saying this, Yuan sniffed Chunqiu's clothes again, and then nodded, "It really smells good. Could it be that Niuniu couldn't hold back and stole it?" Eat flower petals," Yuan sarcastically teased.

Chunqiu thought to herself, it's strange that she doesn't smell good after playing the sweet-scented osmanthus all afternoon.

"Mother, here is sweet-scented osmanthus." Chunqiu directly handed the two pockets in her hand to Yuan's eyes, and immediately, a fragrance stronger than Chunqiu's smell wafted out.

Choked by the sudden fragrance, Yuan sneezed twice.

Chunqiu asked anxiously in fright, "Mother, are you okay?" Could it be that her mother is allergic to osmanthus?Chunqiu thought uncertainly.

Yuan Shi waved his hand, and quickly got up to move away from the two pockets, "It's okay, but the smell is too strong."

Hearing her mother's words, Chunqiu felt relieved, as long as it is not allergic, otherwise the sweet-scented osmanthus was picked for nothing?Thinking that she still had a lot of things to do, Chunqiu didn't stay still, and after talking to her mother, she ran directly into the backyard. Her sweet-scented osmanthus was not cleaned, and the sweet-scented osmanthus ointment she planned to make hadn't arrived yet. There are many things...

(End of this chapter)