Picking mulberries

After getting off the bus, Qiu Yang originally wanted to call his father to pick him up on an electric car, but seeing that the weather was cool and suitable and the temperature was not so hot, he walked home directly from the street.

The sun was hidden in the thick clouds, and the lingering southeast wind mixed with the faint fragrance of mulberry leaves came to the nostrils, refreshing and refreshing.If you smell it carefully, you can still vaguely smell the rose fragrance brought by Tianhao Garden, which is elegant and moist, and the senses are comfortable.It was a scorching summer, and it was rare to see the scorching sun in the sky. All kinds of birds were also active, singing far and near, one after another.The Mulberry Sea on the east side of the Tan Road is green and lush into a sea, and the mature early rice in the west is a river, surrounded by green hills around the big gourd, dotted with rows of villages with white walls and black tiles at the foot of the mountain. There is agility in the tranquility, and simplicity in the trendy, which makes people feel a long-lost feeling and closeness unconsciously.The scenery in front of me is like a Danqing landscape painting, with fields and fields, and villagers who come out to work in the cool weather in twos and threes, you call and answer, and you answer and answer, which makes the whole picture come alive.

Qiu Yang stood at the intersection of Tan Road to Jiuqiu Village, stretched his waist as hard as he could, took a few deep breaths through his nose, and muttered to himself, the air at home is still fresh, it is really a natural oxygen bar.

Zhuang Huaying, Zhou Gui's sister, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, one pushed the cart and the other pulled, and pushed the scooter from the field to Tan Road. Just as they were about to take a breather, they ran into a daughter-in-law who was of the same generation as Zhuang Huaying in the village.Seeing Zhuang Huaying, she laughed and said, "Your star son is back."

"Hey, it would be great if he was a star, and it would save us from carrying our backs for him to study." Zhuang Huaying, who had just put the scooter on the stable side, straightened up.

"You saw my little grandson, is he home yet?" Zhou Guimei, who was behind the cart, asked happily.

"Here," the daughter-in-law raised her hand, turned around, pointed back, and said with a chuckle, "Still standing there looking at the scenery, looking at his posture, I'm afraid he wants to choose a scene for filming here."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked up, yes, there was a young man dressed in fashion at the T-junction far away, standing there as if admiring the scenery of Xishan, with a pleasant look.

"Heh, brat, I'm so tired that I'm dying, he's fine, he's laid out his star chart leisurely, he really thought he came from Korea by plane." Zhuang Huaying scolded with a smile.

"Is that really my grandson?" Zhou Guimei asked with some uncertainty.The young man looked gorgeous in his clothes. My grandson was not the kind of person who loves to be smug since he was a child.

"I doubt it too, is that my son?" Zhuang Huaying blinked.

"Hey, you're old too, and you're not separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, so you can't recognize your son after such a few zhang miles." The daughter-in-law laughed loudly, and hurried away on her own.

Zhou Guimei quickly overtook her daughter-in-law, ran for a while, and shouted at the top of her voice, "Oh, is that Hong Kong guy in front of me my grandson?"

"It's not popular to be called Gangzai now, but to be called Ouba." Zhuang Huaying, who pulled up the cart and followed him, said with a smile.

Qiu Yang turned his head and saw that it was grandma and mother, and hurried over cheerfully.

After greeting grandma with a kiss, he ran to his mother again, threw the bag on his back into the mulberry leaves on the cart, and easily took the cart from his mother.

"Don't move, don't move, I'll pull it for your mother, don't get your clothes dirty." Seeing that her grandson was going to pull the scooter, Zhou Guimei hurriedly followed and ran back, trying to snatch the handlebar from her grandson .Looking at the clothes on the grandson, it is extremely high-end. No wonder the daughter-in-law just said enviously that the grandson is a star. Isn't this just like a star on TV?

"It's not the way you want to be pampered by an old man. You can't wash your clothes if they are dirty, and how tired and dirty a cart of mulberry leaves can be," Zhuang Huaying said disdainfully. The young man is strolling around, is it plausible, his face can hold me but I can't."

"That's right." Qiu Yang turned the cart in the opposite direction, turning it into a push instead of a pull. It seemed that a cart of mulberry leaves was effortless and easy for him. "How can grandma pull it?"

"Why don't you go home quickly after getting off the car, why don't you stand on the side of the road in a daze, pretending to let the villagers watch jokes, you think you are a model catwalk." Looking at the young and handsome son, Zhuang Huaying also loved it very much, but Still no good words came out of his mouth.

"It's been a few months since I haven't been back. Seeing that the landscape at home is getting more and more beautiful, let's take a look at it a few more times." Qiu Yang put on an obedient look.

"Hey, enjoy the scenery? You don't have the literary accomplishment of your father, and you can't write any feelings after reading it. No matter how good the scenery is, it will stink in your mind. Why are you pretending to be elegant?" Zhuang Huaying snorted. road.

"Mom, that's not right. Co-authoring the most beautiful scenery in the world is just for literati like Dad. I don't deserve it for a layman like me." Qiu Yang said with a smile.

"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense," Zhou Guimei followed closely behind her grandson, pulling his skirt and patting his trouser legs from time to time, "She is jealous that you are more handsome than his husband."

"Hmph, no matter how handsome I am, I was born." Zhuang Huaying stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Guimei, preventing her from patting Qiu Yang.This old man really regards the stinky boy as a star, no matter how well dressed he is, is he worthy of such service?

"That's that, and I don't want me to pick it up from the fields." Qiu Yang bared his white teeth and smiled.

The three of them chatted while walking, and when they met acquaintances on the road, they stopped to have a conversation, all of which were nothing more than saying good things to praise Qiu Yang.

Seeing her trendy son, Zhuang Huaying was very happy, but she was also slandering her in the back of her mind, brat, your father and I face the loess with our backs to the sky, how many times can the income we dig from the fields for a year withstand your squandering like this? In order to find a girlfriend at school, do you have to dress yourself up as a rich man first?

But then again, people rely on clothes to get gold clothes. This kid is getting more and more attractive. If he goes out, he must attract a lot of girls.The fabric on his body is really the same as that worn by those Korean drama stars, and the style is also novel. If you want to buy the real product, you must not be able to afford it. This should be a high-quality imitation product. I don’t know how much it cost. I think it must not be cheap, I am afraid it will cost more than a thousand yuan, and I have never asked my family for additional fees. It must be the subsidy that I usually earn from part-time jobs.

My husband often said that people who believe in religion and worship Buddha are more compassionate, can appreciate the hardships of the world and people's livelihood, know how to be frugal, can control desires, and resist the customs. I used to always ask me not to care about his belief in gods and ghosts. It seems that my husband’s idea is not right. This kid worships Bodhisattva frequently, but he doesn’t look like a thrifty person. He doesn’t look like a person who can control his desires. Just look at the watch on his wrist, and you can tell at a glance. There is no one that cannot be bought with thousands of dollars, and they have clearly become captives of material things.

I'm afraid that this kid is like his cousin, he will forget his hometown when he gets married, and say that he is returning from his studies to serve his hometown, coaxing ghosts, how can he be willing to part with the colorful world in the city? Like the sister-in-law, the son was raised for nothing.Alas, I can't blame this kid for becoming more and more in pursuit of material comforts. The world is like this. In this increasingly flashy and vain environment, my father and I can't control it. When children grow up, they have their own thoughts , There is a deep gap between myself and today's young people.

Besides, looking around, people like myself and his father who underestimate material interests and focus on spiritual pursuits are considered rare animals. Which parents don't want their children to develop in big cities, and people like myself who want to put their children If you are around you, there are probably very few people who don't want to be famous.The times have changed, and I have to change my concept. Now who in the society is fighting for his father and mother, he and his father are unable to help him, and he has to rely on his own ability to make a living. No matter how hard he struggles, he wants to fall in love The big cities let him go.

However, isn't this kid a little too ostentatious? He wears such brocade clothes when he goes home. What do you mean? He wants to show off in front of his folks?I don't care how you spend the money you earn yourself. Thinking about how hard-earned money earned by me and your father has been used by you to decorate the facade, I really feel a little bit reluctant.In order for you to marry a wife and buy a house in the future, your dad and I are saving money for you. I usually want to spend some money to buy a fashion dress and wear it. Your dad will strangle you to death. You are a bad boy , a boy, dressed so gorgeously, really thinks of himself as a star.

Thinking about it, Zhuang Huaying subconsciously raised her leg and kicked Qiu Yang's ass hard.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Yang was suddenly attacked by someone from behind, so he was kicked firmly by his mother, staggered, and almost dropped the handle of the scooter: "Mom, why am I bothering you, why are you kicking?" I."

"I'm going to die, what's going on like crazy again, Ah Yang helped you push the cart well, why did you provoke you again, look at this kicker, hurt him, I'll never end with you." Zhou Guimei scolded her daughter-in-law, The subordinates hurried to help the grandson remove the shoe prints on his buttocks.

"Are you the reincarnation of chatterbox? You just stand and talk for a long time when you meet people. There are not many poems and books in your stomach and you want to make a publicity speech. You still want to go to tomorrow for this passage, delaying my time." Zhuang Huaying was unreasonable. Get three points.

"You think it's too late and you go back first. The road is so wide, and we didn't pull you. The heart is really cruel. Every time I go home, I don't look good, like a stepmother," Zhou Guimei said angrily, " I still have a lot to say to A Yang."

"That's right, if you think you're walking slowly, you should run home first," Qiu Yang said dissatisfiedly, "I've been hungry since I got off the car, so it's not good to help you push the cart."

"All right, all right," I ran into several elders in the village head-on, seeing that his grandparents and grandchildren were about to chat with them again, Zhuang Huaying hurriedly overtook them from behind, "Go slowly, I'll go home first and let the young master get some help." Go eat, good tea and good food will be served."

Zhuang Huaying couldn't help smiling as she walked, feeling extremely refreshed. Such a handsome guy can kick and scold if he wants to, which is really a great joy in life.As she walked, Zhuang Huaying happily hummed her best song "Who Do You Think of When You Are Lonely".

"I bought a lottery ticket and won a lottery. I'm so happy." Qiu Jingping, who was carrying the strain bag from the mushroom room to the steam room, smiled when he saw his wife returning humming a song.

"When did our family ever buy a lottery ticket?" Zhuang Huaying curled her lips deliberately, and said with a look of indifference, "Your son is back."

"A Yang is back, where is he?" Qiu Jingping hurriedly looked out of the courtyard when he heard it.

"I'm walking slowly behind with my mother, and I want to rush home to cook for him."

"Didn't you say you won't come back during the summer vacation?" Qiu Jingping said cheerfully.

"You are busy with your work, and you need to meet the young master in person." Seeing her husband take off his gloves, Zhuang Huaying teased.

"The bacteria will be steamed later. Let me cook for you first. After sitting in the car for so long, I must be very hungry."

"I don't think it looks like it sounds very energetic," Zhuang Huaying snorted, "Don't get too excited, that kid said he would stay all night and go back tomorrow morning."

"Staying for one night is still a stay. When your son grows up, you still think he can cling to us every day." Qiu Jingping suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Have you brought your girlfriend back?"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I only saw a bag on his back. I don't think that bag can hold a girlfriend." Zhuang Huayou grinned.

"Still alone? I thought I would bring them here this time," Qiu Jingping was slightly disappointed, bending over to hug a bundle of dried mulberry branches in the corner of the courtyard, "Let's cook it with a wood-fired stove, the time will be faster and the food will be more delicious. "

Not long after, Qiu Yang, who was pushing the cart, was yelled at by daddy at the gate of the courtyard.

"Son, are you the only one coming back?" Qiu Jingping hurriedly came out of the kitchen and asked before Qiu Yang entered the courtyard and unloaded the mulberry leaves.

"No, grandma just went to uncle's place, and I want my ancestors and uncle to come over for dinner."

"I didn't ask this." Qiu Jingping took off the apron and threw it to Zhuang Huaying who followed, "I heard what you said last time, it seems that I found a girlfriend. I reckon you will bring it here."

"Where is the girlfriend, I came alone," Qiu Yang pretended to be dissatisfied, "What's the matter, you don't welcome me home?"

"No way, of course I'm happy that my handsome son is back home." Qiu Jingping patted his son on the shoulder hard, and helped to erect the cart.

"Oh, that's right, as soon as he comes back, look, our house is full of glory." Zhuang Huaying, who picked up the mulberry leaves with a shovel, sneered.

"How did you offend your mother again?" Qiu Jingping laughed.

"I don't know why. I was kicked for no reason just now." Qiu Yang said aggrievedly.

"I'm afraid it's menopause, so be careful when talking to her." Qiu Jingping whispered deliberately.

"Menopause? No way, mom is still young, hasn't she just turned [-]? If you don't strictly enforce the family planning policy, you will have a younger brother and sister in time." Qiu Yang was afraid that his mother wouldn't hear it. , with a clear voice.

Zhuang Huaying flicked the trap in her hand, stared and said, "Before you bring your girlfriend back, don't blame me for not being nice to you."

"It's really fresh. When did I start to be so anxious to find a girlfriend?" Qiu Yang disagreed. "To tell you the truth, don't count on a girlfriend."

"Are you really planning to become a monk?" Qiu Jingping was also anxious.

"Oh, who would become a monk?" Qiu Yang said impatiently, "Don't worry about your partner, it will happen naturally when the time comes."

"Nonsense, the object and the girlfriend are not the same thing." Zhuang Huaying couldn't help but hit Qiu Yang's head with a hammer.