Farmhouse Pastoral Notes

Chapter 218 Daily Life

The 29th of the twelfth lunar month.

Early in the morning, Chunqiu was yelled at by the "bang bang bang" sound of Yuan's chopping things at the door, opened his somewhat confused eyes, Chunqiu rubbed them twice, then got up and put on his clothes quickly, and went to the ground to put on his clothes. shoe.

The curtains on the side have been pulled up, Chunqiu glanced at the neatly folded quilt next to the curtains, and then remembered that her second brother had already woken up, but Huzi was still sound asleep, Chunqiu curled up and tiptoed out of the door, as if Like a thief.

After leaving the door, Chunqiu straightened up, stretched his waist, and yawned a lot.

"mother"

Chunqiu walked up to Yuan Shi, and shouted into Yuan Shi's ear.

"Are you up? Where's Hu Zi?"

Yuan Shi looked back at her and said with a smile.

Chunqiu Shunzui, "Still sleeping"

Chunqiu glanced at the things in her mother's hand, and then said, "Mother, I'll help you." After saying this, Chunqiu squatted down directly, and was about to reach out.

Yuan Shi hastily hugged the basin and hid to the side, with a look of disapproval, "No, this thing is greasy, what are you doing, let's play with it."

The pork in Yuan's basin was obviously the pork bought by Yang and Li. Because it had been stored for a long time, Yuan was worried that it was not clean. Chunqiu also woke up like this.

Looking at the bloody water in the basin, Chunqiu didn't do anything in the end, he squatted quietly beside her mother and watched for a long time, until her mother finished all the work in her hand, Chunqiu turned and left bored.

Her mother had already carried the washed pork to the kitchen, Chunqiu thought about what she was going to do, did she also want to help in the kitchen?
Chunqiu stood at the gate of his own yard, with a serious expression on his face, deep in thought.

"Autumn"

The meditation was interrupted, Chunqiu directly raised his head, trying to see clearly who was calling her.

Unexpectedly, Chunqiu actually saw Yang Hu who was walking out with his waist supported. Looking at the other's raised hand, Chunqiu knew who called Qiu'er.

"Third Aunt" Chunqiu called out sweetly, then pushed open the fence, and ran directly in the direction of Yang Hu.

Yang Hu was also very happy to see Chunqiu, because Chunqiu likes to buy pastries in Heishan Town, the relationship between the two has always been good.

It's just that later Hu Mei married Yang Weisong, Chunqiu went to Linfang, and the two didn't see each other for half a year.

"Third Aunt, when will the little brothers be born? Then Qiu'er will take them to play"

Chunqiu stretched out his hand to hold Yang Hu's arm, and helped her to the bottom of the pear tree before letting go.

Mrs. Yang Hu was obviously very happy to hear Chunqiu's words, especially the "little brothers" Chunqiu said made Yang Hu's heart elated. In ancient times, which family didn't like their sons, and which woman was proud of their sons? Just as it was on Yang Hu's heart, Yang Hu looked at her belly lovingly, thinking that if she could give birth to two sons at once, she would not have to spend so hard on her pregnancy for ten months.

"Qiu'er, there are still some cakes in the third aunt's room. It just so happens that the third aunt has bad teeth and can't eat sweets. I happened to see Qiu'er. Go back with the third aunt to get some."

The pastries that Yang Hushi mentioned were officially brought back by Yang Weisong two days ago from her mother, and they were going to keep them as a cushion for Yang Hushi, but Yang Hushi's appetite has been bad these two days, and the sweet ones are a bit sweet Tired of teeth, I planned to distribute it to the children in the family, but unexpectedly met Chunqiu, and she also liked to listen to what Chunqiu said. Thinking that Chunqiu likes to eat sweets, Yang Hu directly waved his hand, ready to send all the pastries her mother sent over. For Chunqiu, it's just worthless food anyway, if you give it to anyone, Yang Li won't say anything about her even if she knows.

Of course Chunqiu wanted it in his heart, but he still shook his head and refused on the face. After all, it was for the child in the third aunt's stomach, so what did she eat.

Yang Hu noticed Chunqiu's "want but can't want" eyes, stretched out his hand and patted Chunqiu's little face lightly, his affection for Chunqiu intensified a little, and the two talked for a long time under the pear tree In other words, it wasn't until Yang Hu said that he was tired that Chunqiu and the two of them got up and went back to the house.

Back in the house, Yang Hu did not let Chunqiu leave empty-handed, besides, her mother brought her several packs of pastries, both sweet and sour, and Yang Hu specially handed the sweet pastries to Chunqiu, even though Chunqiu refused repeatedly, But after all, Yang Hu is pregnant, and her belly is still big, so Chunqiu didn't dare to struggle too much. Yang Hu seized the opportunity and put the cake into Chunqiu's arms, and then excused that she was too tired and needed to rest, Chunqiu That's how he was "thrown out".

Chunqiu carefully closed the door, and then went back to the house with three packs of pastries in his arms.

Seeing the exact same kraft paper, Chunqiu thought about it, and opened a package of pastries with the traditional Chinese characters for "jujube".

Picking up a piece, sniffing the faint jujube fragrance on the pastry, Chunqiu put it directly into his mouth.

"It's delicious, and Grandma Hu's craftsmanship is good"

Chunqiu sighed while eating, and by the way, she pretended to enjoy herself very much.

One piece after another, Chunqiu saw that there was only half a package left in a full bag of pastries, Chunqiu had no choice but to stop.

Forget it, she'd better give the remaining cakes to the second brother.

"Second Brother, Second Brother" Chunqiu stood at the door of the study, shouted to the two of them, and without waiting for Yang Chunming to reply, he opened the door and walked in.

Chunqiu turned around and found Yang Chunming who was reading a book behind the desk, "Second brother, I'll bring you pastries." Chunqiu said with a smile, walked to the desk and stopped, then put the half bag of pastries in his hand In front of Yang Chunming.

Yang Chunming had already put down the books in his hands at this time, with a smile on his lips, he stretched out his hand and pinched a piece of pastry from the kraft paper, "Oh? Where did Qiu'er get it?"

Yang Chunming remembered that all the cakes they brought back had already been given away, and Yuan didn't even keep a pack. Looking at the exquisitely crafted cakes in his hand, Yang Chunming was a little curious about where his sister got them.

Chunqiu told the truth, "This is given to me by my third aunt. The pastry made by Grandma Hu is delicious."

After listening, Yang Chunming put the pastry in his hand into his mouth with a smile. Yang Chunming's hands are very beautiful, and with the delicate pastry, it looks very pleasing to the eye.

Yang Chunming read the book in his hand while eating the pastries, while Chunqiu was lying on the desk admiring Yang Chunming's every move. The two siblings looked harmonious.

Unknowingly, when Yang Chunming stretched out his hand to touch it, he suddenly found that the pastry was gone. He looked down and saw that he had eaten too fast. Looking at his sister who was watching his jokes, Yang Chunming lowered his head and coughed twice. Voice.

"Second brother, give you water"

Yang Chunming looked up, and saw Chunqiu handing over the tea beside him with a smile.

Yang Chunming: "..."

(End of this chapter)