It rained on and off for two days.
Wang Zhenzhen and the children in the village finally started school.
Wang Zhenzhen’s schooling in the county town was okay, but the children in the village had to brave the light rain to queue up to get new books.
Children from Chenwangzhuang, Kinmen Village, Taoshugou, and several nearby villages are in three grades. That’s quite a lot of people.
Zhao Yubao and Mr. Zhong are both educated people. They couldn't bear to see the little carrot heads picking up books in the rain.
They lived on a hillside, relatively close to the school, and two families of four went over to help.
After Chen Ling, his son and Shan Mao came over from behind, they also went to help. Ruirui followed and walked around the classroom pulling desks.
After cleaning up, two female teachers were unable to come because it was raining and the mountain road was difficult to travel.
Zhao Yubao and his wife were so happy to see Xie Xin that they flipped through the textbooks on the spot and started teaching the students of the two grades.
Great writers and professors are giving lectures.
Several elderly teachers and vice principals moved small benches over to listen carefully.
However, Chen Ling and the others were no longer interested. When the rain stopped, they went back to the small courtyard of the thatched cottage on the slope with Old Man Zhong and his family.
Today is Old Man Zhong’s birthday.
Lynx used to run around all over the world, so much so that he had never given his old father a proper birthday even though he was still young.
After Chen Ling made a phone call yesterday, he called his brother and sister and promised that he would celebrate his old father's birthday well this year, and at least make a bowl of longevity noodles with his own hands.
Now that the big words are said, it must be done beautifully.
No, early in the morning, before the rain stopped, Bobcat dragged Chen Ling to the scene for guidance.
Chen Ling knew that this old boy had never cooked a serious meal.
It’s not a joke that he can’t even roll noodles with his hands.
After all, it is a filial piety, and filial piety is commendable.
After returning from school, Shanmao started kneading and kneading dough under Chen Ling's guidance.
"Fugui, I'm a little tired from kneading the dough. I've only been kneading for a few minutes, but my arms are starting to get sore?"
Shanmao rubbed the sweat on his face with his elbow. , and then complained softly while rubbing his hands covered with white flour.
At this time, Chen Ling and Old Man Zhong were sitting under the low eaves like old rich men, with a pot of tea beside them. They would take a sip of tea from time to time, and then stare at themselves. On the small chess table in front of me, I played two moves leisurely.
I don’t even care to talk to him.
Old Mrs. Zhong was picking vegetables on the vegetable shelf next to her. She looked up and smiled at her youngest son: "Sanzi, you know now that your mother and I don't have an easy time cooking, right?"
"That's different. Mom, how many years have you been cooking... I don’t think this is a job for men, and it’s not comfortable anywhere.”
Shanmao sighed and continued to knead the dough awkwardly.
Chen Ling then raised his head and smiled: "It's not easy, that's right. It has to be the longevity noodles you made like this. It makes sense for old Uncle Zhong to eat it."
"Yes, Sanzi, your dad and I are waiting to eat your longevity noodles today. I haven't eaten your food in half my life. If I can't eat your longevity noodles today, I won't be able to sleep even if I die underground." .”
Old Man Zhong held the chess pieces and sighed.
"Dad, this is too exaggerated. I said two days ago that if I don't have a baby, it's okay if you die in peace. Eating longevity noodles won't make that happen.
I have a relationship with my brother and sister. Now that I have obtained the military order, even if the pot of batter is half boiled, I still have to make a bowl of longevity noodles for you."
Shanmao grinned.
Old man Zhong suddenly glared: "What you said is as out of tune as the sea."
Chen Ling made a move, then turned his eyes from the chessboard to the kitchen basin again, and looked at the dough, "Shanmao, please knead a few more times, be patient and knead the dough with the mentality of playing with mud, and you won't be tired anymore. "
"What? Playing in the mud? Are you kidding me?"
Bobcat looked suspicious.
Chen Ling's attention returned to the chessboard. Nothing else. He noticed that Old Man Zhong wanted to steal his [Rook] while he was not paying attention.
Old man Zhong is not as flamboyant as Zhao Yubao, but he is not a gentleman, he is also a wilted and bad old man.
Chen Ling was on guard against him, rubbing his chin, thinking about how to deal with it next.
Listening to Shanmao playing with the dough in distress next to him, the two of them ignored him at all.
“Come on, two stinky chess baskets, it’s quite exciting to play.”
Otherwise, there was no response, but when it came to the stinky chess baskets, Old Man Zhong definitely couldn’t stand it, so he said with a serious expression: “You understand. What? ! Fugui and I are inseparable.
When we meet opponents of equal skill, we will be inseparable.
This kind of chess game is enjoyable enough to play. "
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the two people playing chess continued to focus on playing chess, kneading the dough and choosing vegetables.
The yard soon became quiet again.< br>
Except for the pleasant sound of water dripping from the eaves, the whole courtyard was quiet.
But this tranquility was quickly broken.
Two little heads appeared outside the fence garden.
Two little kids wearing crotchless pants poked their heads inside, chuckled slightly, and then retracted their heads.
Back and forth several times.
Discovered by Mrs. Zhong.
“Xiao Maozi, why are you sneaking around with your brother?”
Mrs. Zhong is a fat and kind mother-in-law, and the children in the village are not afraid of them.
However, Aunt Zhao has the temperament of a teacher, and the children are a little afraid of her.
"Grandma Zhong, let's look for Ruirui."
Xiao Mao is the child of Chen Ze's sister's family. At this time, he was standing at the door of the yard holding the son of Chen Ze's family.
Chen Ze's son is still very young, only a month shy of two years old. He is a little smaller than Ruirui, and he looks around randomly with a pair of dark eyes.
He really likes to play with Ruirui.
"Ruirui is not here, Ruirui is in the classroom with your Grandpa Zhao and Grandma Zhao."
Aunt Zhong said with a smile.
It was said to be in class, but in fact Ruirui was sitting behind the table playing with Xizi and the others.
It’s great to look at the pictures in the new book.
Chen Ling waved: "Xiao Mao, come in and play with Goudan."
Chen Ze's Goudan is still young and wears clothes when it rains. Xiaomao, who is over four years old, doesn't wear any clothes at all.
The entire small body is naked, and the body is as tanned as black hair.
Seeing this, Old Man Zhong couldn't help but said: "It's cold out here, why don't you wear any clothes?"
Xiao Mao chuckled: "I was just fishing in the pond with my uncle. I’m not cold.”
"It's the same for your uncle. If you're fishing for fish on a rainy day, grandma will get you some clothes to wrap up first so you don't get cold."
Aunt Zhong went to the house to get a coat and wrap it up for the little kid. Actually, the older children in the village are almost naked all summer, and only a few are wearing clothes.
You can understand it just by looking at their little bodies that are as dark as a loach.
Chen Ling came here like this when he was a child. At that time, he was not as well-dressed as Xiaomao. At least he bought sandals. Chen Ling was really naked at that time, without any worries from head to toe.
"Uncle Fugui, my little uncle caught a big fish and brought a lot of small fish with him. I came to Ruirui to catch a turtle."
After wrapping up his clothes, Xiaomao took the puppy and sat down. Next to Chen Ling, he started talking.
If Ruirui didn't have toys in his hands in the village, he would often grab the little turtle and play with it back and forth. Sometimes he would put it in his pocket, and sometimes he would put it under his pillow at home.
I don’t know anything about cleanliness, I just care about having fun.
It gave Wang Susu a headache.
"Come and catch turtles, okay. My uncle will go back to Zhuangzi later and catch a few for you to raise."
Chen Ling touched their little heads.
Little Dog Dan still couldn't speak clearly. He raised his head and looked at Chen Ling: "Look for Rui Rui, come and play with Rui Rui."
"Hey, just you look for Rui Rui every day, okay, I’m going to bring Rui Rui back.”
Chen Ling smiled. This kid was much older than Rui Rui, but he behaved like Rui Rui’s younger brother. He would go look for him after not seeing him for a few days.
Follow Ruirui and make trouble together.
Just as he was about to get up and go to school to look for her, classes were over at this time, and Aunt Zhao came over with Ruirui in her arms.
Now the small yard becomes more lively.
The ground in their small yard on the slope was hard enough and paved with bluestones. It was very clean after the rain, and the three little kids played all over the ground.
Chen Ling saw that Shanmao was almost done with hand-rolled noodles. After teaching him how to make a whole longevity noodles, he was going home to catch two turtles and give them to Xiaomao and the others.
At this time, Zhao Yubao came back and said that he happened to have some at home. He should grab them and let the kids play with them. Chen Ling should not go back and mess with them.
"Hey, Uncle Zhao, you are so awesome. Even the turtle catchers in the village couldn't raise them well. They disappeared in a few days, but you, the quiet one, still raised them."
< br>Chen Ling said unexpectedly.
The Wheatfield Turtle is amphibious on land and water, and can crawl very fast and far on land. It is an outstanding escape expert.
It’s not like the villagers didn’t catch turtles and go home.
The wheat field turtle that had not been seen for many years suddenly appeared this year, and everyone was very friendly and excited.
But what about after being captured and raised?
Many of them ran away within a few days and could not be found.
Although some people are familiar with the local wheat field turtles, they do not understand the habits of the wheat field turtles, so they add water to the water tank and drown the turtles.
So when the little kid wanted to play with a turtle, the first place he thought of was the Chen Ling family.
Ruirui has been holding it in his hand all day long, and the turtle has not escaped. Everyone knows about it.
"Of course, you, Uncle Zhao, kept it secret."
Zhao Yubao raised his chin, looking very proud, and then grabbed the turtle.
Actually, this is also the turtle raised by Chen Ling's family.
It was just that he and three old men Wang Cunye captured them from Laohewan. After raising them at the farm for a while, they crawled too much everywhere, so Wang Cunye asked him to catch some more and take them home to raise.
After catching the turtle, Zhao Yubao said mysteriously: "I tell you, this turtle will be valuable in the future, and it can be raised as well as Coyotito.
Compared to other turtles, it is much better. "
Chen Ling smiled, he already knew this.
He didn’t know much about turtle species before. He only knew the difference between water turtles and land turtles, and the one he was more familiar with was the old turtle.
When I was little, I only played with wheat field turtles.
So I didn’t really care.
Later I heard from Han Ninggui that the wheat field turtle here is a branch of the yellow margin turtle.
The appearance is not outstanding among the Huang Yuan turtles from various places, but it is indeed Huang Yuan.
Otherwise, there would be no behavior of laying eggs in wheat fields and earning the title of wheat field turtle.
Other turtles would never crawl so far to lay eggs.
"I'm too lazy to deal with these turtles now. They are mainly cattle and dogs."
Chen Ling thought to himself, as the three little people were already grabbing the turtles and playing in the yard.
After playing around for a while, the kitchen started cooking noodles, and Shanmao called Chen Ling over to teach him how to make a few simple side dishes.
At this time, Xiaomao let Ruirui and Goudan play at home while he ran out to call Chen Ze.
Chen Ze also had something to do today. He was repairing a leak in the tiles at home. He brought a large iron bucket and put half a bucket of fish for them to play with. He went back to work without saying a few words. .
"Good guy, I asked you why your uncle went to fish in the pond on a rainy day. It turned out that he ran into the big fire."
When Chen Ling looked in the bucket, it turned out to be a fat and big black fish, surrounded by people. Catching a lot of small miscellaneous fish: "Now, let's make pickled fish for lunch. It's just in time to celebrate the birthday of old Uncle Zhong."
"This fish looks a bit scary. Can it be delicious when cooked?"
Zhao Yubao took a glance. The big black fish was dirty, dull in color, and had python patterns on its body, which was a bit scary.
“It’s delicious. This thing is so fresh and tender. If I hadn’t run into the pond, I wouldn’t have been able to catch such a big one.”
Chen Ling said happily.
Zhao Yubao was a little confused when he heard this: "What do you mean? They ran into the pond? The pond to the north of the dam is so far away from the reservoir and not close to the river outside the village. Where did they run into the pond? "
"Just jump over. The big blaze is not happy in the river, so jump out of the water. It can jump far, and it can jump into the pond.
Here. The thing is so strong that it won’t die even if it jumps to the shore.”
Chen Ling responded and reached out to grab the big fire head from the barrel. The big guy suddenly crackled and shook its head and tail. It was so energetic that it threw several people away. Face full of water.
"I'm going to kill the fish, Xiao Mao. You can use the remaining small fish in the bucket to feed the turtles."
He went to kill the fish, and Zhao Yubao followed closely and said, "Fugui, look at how big the village is. There is no such thing as a preschool education class?”
“In the past two years, there were some in the township and some in the village, but you have to pay tuition for the preschool. How can we be like the children in the city who have to go to school for two years before going to elementary school?" Chen Ling shook his head.
As soon as he said this, Old Man Zhong also came over and muttered: "Then just run around like this all day long. See, Liu Nier and the others are all good kids, smart and clever, but they are worse than Zhenzhen in studies. Far away, this means there is a lack of education.
In the city, children as young as four or five have already started to learn something. ”
Chen Ling knew about these problems, but he felt conflicted when he thought about so many subjects in later generations and the cram school homework that made parents of children breathless.
"Uncle Zhao, old Uncle Zhong, there are no such conditions in the countryside, so let them grow up according to their nature. Sometimes it is not a bad thing."
Zhao Yubao is very serious: " When I say wealth, I have had an idea for a long time. Anyway, our two families have settled here and are reluctant to leave.
We have nothing to do here except farming and raising fish. If you have something to do, just invite some old friends over and come to your village to cultivate your body and mind together, and at the same time come to your school to teach.
It is also a hobby for these little kids who are not old enough. In class.
It can be considered as exerting some residual heat.
What do you think? ”