Dress like a farmer

Chen Yuping pushed Cui Yuanjiu with his hands: "Brother Cao is calling you."

"I..." After a while, Cui Yuanjiu spat out a word with difficulty. He wanted to say something more, but he didn't know what to say.

"Your father is so happy, you are already stupid." Chen Yuping kissed the forehead of his precious son: "Father's son, you are really great! When did you learn it? Call father again and listen, maybe your father I will be excited to drop the golden beans."

Brother Cao giggled and threw himself into Father's arms with a smile, burying his face in Father's chest, hiding himself tightly.

"I..." Cui Yuanjiu licked the corners of his lips, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down his over-excited emotions.

After a while, he stretched out his hands: "Give me Brother Cao."

Chen Yuping lowered his head, leaned into Brother Cao's ear, and asked him with a smile, "Do you want to hug your father?"

Brother Cao rubbed his hands in Father's arms, then turned his head and looked to the side, met Cui Yuanjiu's gentle eyebrows, looked at his open hands, blinked his eyes, and suddenly laughed again: "Ah Father, hug."

"Little baby." Cui Yuanjiu hugged the little dumpling that still smelled like milk, and looked to the side smilingly at Brother Ping, his little baby and his big baby.

This life is worth it!

The night is getting darker, and the evening breeze is slightly cooler.

The children fell asleep one after another, and the adults went back to their houses with the children in their arms.

Carefully put the sleeping Cao Ge'er into the bed, and covered him with a thin quilt.

Chen Yuping and Cui Yuanjiu sat by the bed, their eyes fell on Brother Cao who was sleeping soundly.

I looked at it quietly for a while, and my heart was quiet and peaceful.

"You taught him?"

Chen Yuping shook his head: "No. I just mentioned it casually when I was talking, and I didn't deliberately teach him. Don't say you were surprised, even I was very surprised that he would call Father, and he knew how to shout and pronounce words at you. Clear."

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. I was dumbfounded when I heard him call me Father. After finally recovering, my eyes were slightly hot, and I don't know how to describe it. It was really a surprise." When Cui Yuanjiu spoke , with a slight tremor, it was hard to hide his excitement.

Chen Yuping hugged him with a smile, put his chin on his shoulder, and gently patted his back with his right hand: "Our brother Cao is just a sweet boy."

"Sweetness has entered my heart."

"It's also sweet into my heart." Chen Yuping said, and said: "Hold him, play with him, and when you are with him, you will be very happy and relaxed."

Cui Yuanjiu pulled Brother Ping into his arms with his backhand, and kissed him gently on the tip of his ears and forehead: "You are sweet too."

"The three of us in our family are very sweet. We drink honey every day, our hearts are sweet, our mouths are sweet, and our days are sweet too." Chen Yuping smiled brightly like flowers.

"Yes. Sweet and sour."

The two of them laughed together, afraid of disturbing Brother Cao, they didn't dare to make a sound, instead they became more indescribably lingering.

Chen Yuchun couldn't go to Chen Ji's shop on South Street, because Chen Yuanqiu couldn't keep up with it all by himself, and the family couldn't spare any manpower, so the shop on South Street had to close for a day.

Coincidentally, there were a lot of things to do in the field, old man Chen Yuandong, Cui Yuanjiu and the three of them were exhausted. The shop was closed for a day, and Chen Yuanqiu couldn't rest. He had to go to the field with his father and brother to harvest the crops early.

When Chen Yuping arrived at the store, he specifically said something to Shen Le: "I don't need to go to South Street to deliver lunch at noon today."

"Huh? Why?"

"Something happened at home, temporarily closed for a day."

"Third brother, what happened? Where's the youngest?"

Chen Yuping said with a smile: "The youngest is very good, I help to collect it at home."

"Oh." Shen Le heaved a sigh of relief, and the rest of his eyes caught the teasing in the eyes of the third brother, his eyes fluttered, and his face showed a bit of restraint and embarrassment.

Chen Yuping didn't dare to tease him: "I'm busy in the back kitchen."

"it is good."

When Chen Yuping and Cui Yuanjiu arrived home at noon, Chen Yuchun was also there, helping Father Chen make lunch.

"Brother, how is brother-in-law?"

"I came back, lying on the bed, taking medicine on time and changing it on time, I have to rest for ten days to recover."

Chen Yuping said: "It's fine if nothing happens."

Zhang Zhiwei's forehead was injured, he was a little weak, but it didn't hinder his walking.

At lunch he came out and sat down at the table.

The whole person is particularly thin and haggard, and his eyes are dull, as if he has lost his soul.

"You're living here these days, take a good rest, and don't fall into the root cause of the disease." Father Chen said softly, seeing that he didn't respond, he sighed: "Don't think too much, think too much, you are the one who hurts Myself, it's hot now, and the wound is not easy to heal, take it easy, eat and sleep well, you are still young, and you have to take care of your bones."

Zhang Zhiwei was holding the bowls and chopsticks, his hands trembling slightly, he opened his mouth: "Father..." His voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear what he said, and then he spoke, tears dripping like raindrops under the eaves With a click, it landed on the back of his hand and fell into the rice bowl.

"I've become my father's person. It's just such a little thing. What's there to cry about?" Old man Chen said angrily: "Be a man!"

Father Chen winked at his eldest son.

Chen Yuchun got up, fetched a basin of water, twisted the towel half dry: "I told you a long time ago, you treat them as a father and mother, but they don't treat you as a son."

This is what he said... Fearing that his eldest son's words would become more outrageous, Father Chen secretly poked him on the back.

"You live here, and you can heal your wounds in peace of mind."

Zhang Zhiwei put down the bowls and chopsticks, covered his eyes with a half-dried towel, and remained silent, but his shoulders trembled slightly.

"Don't worry about the farm work in the field. Your father and second brother Yuan Jiu and the others will clean it up for you." Seeing that the eldest son was not soft-spoken, Old Chen had no choice but to speak up himself: "While recuperating, I happen to be with the children. Get along with each other more, you have a lot of things on weekdays, and it is rare to talk to them. Da Zhuang and An Geer are very well-behaved and sensible, knowing that you are injured, they will not make trouble with you, and you will be more comfortable with them quietly accompanying you .”

Old man Chen just looked down on the cowardly appearance of his eldest son-in-law, so it was hard to say anything about him, so he said with a stern face: "Eat and eat, and then I have to go to work in the fields."

"Let's eat first, let him take his time." Chen Yuchun answered.

After a while, almost everyone at the table had finished their meal.

Zhang Zhiwei put down the handkerchief, and silently picked up the bowl and chopsticks.

"Wait." Father Chen called to stop him: "The rice is cold, I'll refill it for you, and I'll reheat the soup."

"Father..."

Father Chen smiled, with gentle warmth in his brows and eyes: "Eat first, the world is not as big as eating. If you want to eat something, tell me, as long as it is edible, it is good for the recovery of the wound, I will not eat it." If you know how to do it, let Brother Ping help Zhang Luo."

Zhang Zhiwei didn't have much appetite, so he only had a bowl of rice and a bowl of soup and put away the bowls and chopsticks.

He walked slowly into the house.

Da Zhuang followed behind him step by step, and when he was about to enter the house, Da Zhuang stretched out his hand tentatively and held Father's fingertips.

Zhang Zhiwei looked back at him.

Da Zhuang showed a shallow smile: "Father."

With these two simple words, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes turned red again, he grasped the elder son's hand, looked at him, and after a while, he stretched out his hand to rub his hair, and led him into the house .

Not long after, Chen Yuchun walked in holding the sleeping An Ge'er: "Put the child by your side?"

"it is good."

Chen Yuchun looked at him, a little surprised, and said without stopping, "Aren't you afraid that he will trouble you? Touch your wound?" This person cares most about himself.

"Not afraid."

Yo, modified.Chen Yuchun smiled, didn't say anything, and rubbed the eldest son's hair: "Look at your father and brother."

Zhang Zhiwei can't work in the fields, he has some free time today, so naturally he gets help from the fields to harvest.

Father Chen saw his eldest son wearing a straw hat and holding farm tools, looking in a hurry: "Brother Chun, where are you going?"

"I'll help in the fields."

"It's such a big sun, have you forgotten what Dr. Shen told you? Don't think that after drinking the medicine, your body has recuperated, and you treat yourself like iron." Father Chen got a little angry when he said that, and stood up angrily: " You come back to me."

Chen Yuchun stopped helplessly: "Father, it's just this afternoon. Tomorrow I have to guard the shop on South Street again. How can I be so tired after such an afternoon."

"You look at the child at home, I'll go." Father Chen snatched the straw hat from his head and the farm tools in his hand, and while the eldest son was in a daze, he walked away as if stepping on the wind.