Dress like a farmer

Chen Yuchun stood under the eaves for a while before turning around and going inside.

The eldest son slept on the bamboo couch, and Ange slept soundly in the bed.

Zhang Zhiwei... leaned on the head of the bed, fanned his younger son with a fan, and fanned his elder son twice from time to time.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" It really made a big difference after being beaten.Chen Yuchun thought with a smile in his eyes.

"I slept a lot in the morning and couldn't fall asleep."

Sitting on the bamboo couch, Chen Yuchun took a cattail fan to fan himself, and also fanned his eldest son: "Does the wound hurt?"

"A bit."

"Who hit it?" Chen Yuchun didn't ask. He wasn't interested in knowing at first, but seeing that her husband had a tendency to change his temperament, he wanted to ask: "Your two older brothers or your mother? Or your father? "

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Brother Chun, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Chen Yuchun smiled: "Forget it."

There were no voices, and the room seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Cicadas outside the house were screaming endlessly, the voice was sharp and noisy.

Chen Yuchun reached out and touched the elder son's head. His hand was sweaty. He put down the fan, got up and went out of the house, fetched a basin of water, and wiped the elder son.

Immediately, he wrung out a semi-dry towel and handed it to her husband: "Wipe Angle, be gentle."

Zhang Zhiwei took the towel in silence, and with clumsy and careful movements, he wiped the sweat off his youngest son's head, then wiped his face and neck.

"Tell me, if I hadn't married you, what kind of life would you have lived?" After wiping off the sweat of the two children, Chen Yuchun didn't rush to leave, sat down, shook his fan, and asked such a casual gossip. question.

He didn't seem to need Zhang Zhiwei's answer: "What kind of life will your children live? The children in the Zhang family's old house said they were on the tip of their hearts. Take a look at them, and then look at our Da Zhuang and An Geer." In the past, the village always said that the village head's Fu brother was raised delicately, like a brother from a wealthy family. Now everyone says that the four children of the Chen family are raised very well."

"I was watching over you last night. I didn't dare to close my eyes. I was afraid that you would wake up to drink water or be hungry, or that you would suddenly have a high fever. The window spilled into the house, I looked at you lying unconscious on the bed, and I thought, what kind of life would I have if I hadn't married you. "

Chen Yuchun twitched the corners of his mouth: "Just such a question, I thought about it for half a night until you woke up. When I got home, I saw the two white and clean children, listening to their laughter and daddy's warm greetings. The words, I understood immediately, no matter who I marry, my life will never be too bad."

"But you are different, Zhang Zhiwei, you are different from me." Chen Yuchun's flat tone suddenly became sharp: "If you hadn't married me, no matter who you married, your life would not be as good as it is now , your child will not be like Da Zhuang An Geer."

"Why do I want to tell you this, Zhang Zhiwei has to be a man with a conscience, don't you think so?"

The air seemed to freeze into ice.

The sun is scorching outside, and the house is as cool as water.

Zhang Zhiwei lowered his head and fanned his youngest son one after another.

After a while, without seeing him speak, Chen Yuchun left the room with a washbasin in his hand.

When he came in again, in the quiet room, Zhang Zhiwei, who was speechless, opened his mouth hoarsely: "You once said that you wanted to rebuild a brick and tile house. If you don't have enough money, I'll pick up some after I'm done. Day laborers, try to build the house this winter."

"Are you going to talk about the Zhang family?"

"I'll go talk."

Chen Yuchun looked at him, looked at him for a while, and then said: "Okay. You go and talk. Our family is not the same as before. With Brother Ping's help, three or five bright blue brick houses are still not a problem."

Chen Yuping slept with Cao Geer Qiao Niuer for a while, when he woke up, the two children were still sleeping, he walked out of the house lightly, just happened to meet the eldest brother who came out of the house, seeing his brows and eyes stretched, his steps were full of sweat Indescribably brisk, he laughed and joked, "Brother, has something good happened to you?"

"That's right." Chen Yuchun was not afraid that Zhang Zhiwei in the room would hear it, and said with a smile on his face, "Your brother-in-law is finally enlightened."

"Hahaha, big brother and big brother-in-law have worked hard, and the days to come will be smoother and more prosperous."

"Borrowing brother Ping's good words."

The two brothers talked and laughed and entered the kitchen.

"Dad sent herbal tea?" Chen Yuping asked.

Chen Yuchun shook his head: "I was busy harvesting in the field. I wanted to go, but Dad refused to let me grab my straw hat and farm tools and left quickly." He looked helpless: "I'll deliver herbal tea."

"Cut half a watermelon. I hung a bamboo basket and splashed it in the well in the morning." Chen Yuping said as he brought up the watermelon and herbal tea: "This watermelon is very sweet. It was sent by Lao Shen, and the Shen family planted the watermelon themselves. , the melon seeds brought from Yanjing are more delicious than those sold outside."

Chen Yuchun picked up a piece and tasted it: "This melon is really sweet! It's crispy and sweet, delicious. I have to walk faster, and it's better to eat while it's still cold."

He ate the watermelon in two or three bites, and hurried out of the house with the wooden barrel in his hand.

"Brother, straw hat." Chen Yuping took off the straw hat from the wall casually, and ran after him: "It's such a big sun, how can I do without a hat."

Chen Yuchun smiled: "I'm leaving."

Chen Yuping continued to put the remaining half of the watermelon in the well, and took the two slices of watermelon to the second brother's house next door.

"Second sister-in-law, try this watermelon."

Liu Guixiang put down her needlework and said with a smile, "This watermelon looks delicious."

"Just brought it up from the well."

"It's so sweet!" Take a bite, it's juicy, sweet and crunchy.Liu Guixiang took two bites: "Where did you get the melon? It's much sweeter than the one I bought."

"Old Shen gave it, the Shen family planted it themselves, and don't sell it out."

"No wonder it's so delicious, save some seeds, let's try to grow some by ourselves next year."

Chen Yuping laughed at her: "That's so easy."

"If you don't try, how will you know, father is a good hand in the field."

The two were talking in unison.

After chatting for a while, Chen Yuping went back to the old house.

In the room, Brother Cao and Qiao Niuer woke up, and they were climbing down the bamboo couch very skillfully.

When they got to the ground, put on their shoes, the siblings held hands and happily walked out of the house.

As soon as they left the house, they saw Chen Yuping coming from the next door, and the two children smiled brightly.

"Father!"

"Uncle Three!"

The little milk voices were getting sweeter and sweeter.

Chen Yuping washed their faces and took out the cut watermelon.

He didn't dare to give the children the watermelon just brought up from the well, it was too cold, for fear that they would have a stomachache.

One small bowl per person, the watermelon was cut into small pieces, and the seeds were carefully picked out.

Eat with a spoon without a toothpick.

Qiao Niu'er buried her little brain and ate with relish. Watching her eat would make her feel particularly hungry.

Brother Cao tasted it and said, "Sweet." His eyes narrowed into double crescent buds, he took half a piece of watermelon with a spoon, and held it steadily: "Daddy, eat."

Chen Yuping naturally ate half of the watermelon handed over by his precious son, feeling that the watermelon was really sweet, and the sweetness entered his heart.

He rubbed Brother Cao's head, smiled softly and kindly: "Eat it, dear boy."

"sweet?"

"Sweet. Very sweet."

Brother Cao smiled sweetly, ate a piece by himself, and then scooped up a piece with a spoon and handed it to Dad next to him: "Eat it, eat it, eat it. Sweet~"

"Okay, Father and Zai Zai eat sweet watermelon together."

"Watermelon, sweet."