Jiaojiaojia family

Mr. Zhang was squatting at the gate of the vegetable market with a coin purse slung over his shoulder, chatting with a few elder brothers, saying that he was having a stall with Father Chen, but in fact he came to help collect the money and make change. Father Chen was afraid when no one was there. The old man was bored and asked to stroll around. It's only been a few days to get along well with each other. He took out the cigarettes that Father Chen bought and shared a cigarette with each of them. With his hands behind his back, he strode toward the intersection. Ever since his family’s business developed into a small storefront, he could always feel two unknown eyes turning around him these days. He suspected that someone was staring at him. Famous pigs are afraid of being strong, not afraid of thieves stealing, but afraid of thieves thinking about it. He has been hiding this matter because he is afraid that he is careless and will increase mental pressure on his family. When he reached the side of the road and looked around, he was fixed by a black back. The man hurried forward and quickly disappeared. Mr. Zhang's eyes were scarlet, and the familiar but unfamiliar shadow opened up the dusty memory. Maybe the missing is only similar so far. Yes, Ma's has lost the ability to control all spirits.

Until a concerned face appeared: "Uncle, what's the matter with you?" Father Chen stayed in the store for a while and didn't see Mr. Zhang returning. He hurried out to look for him and saw him standing motionless at the intersection, and shouted a few times They didn't respond, which frightened Father Chen.

Mr. Zhang asked in a trance, "Binzi, how old are you this year?"

Father Chen gave a silly laugh, put him on his back and walked slowly into the store, and replied: "It's almost 30, uncle, do you think I've aged a lot? I can't accept my old age. My son is chasing after me, and I don't feel like I'm living too long. How fast, Serena and Xunzi are almost on my shoulders in a blink of an eye."

Mentioning that grandson Zhang's tense body relaxed, he continued, "It's like a dream," wiping away the tears welling up from his eyelids with trembling hands: "It's getting colder, so tomorrow I'll pay uncle to go to Zhengzi's grave." Well, I always feel that the figure is dangling in front of my eyes."

"Success!" Mr. Zhang sat in the shop in a trance and lost his mind. Father Chen squatted in front of the people and asked, "Uncle, are those old men fooling around with you? Don't think about those things that don't exist, let's have a good time." My own life." Seeing that people are not in a high mood, and don't feel bad for the two money, the store closed and the old man was sent back to the village. After dealing with this, he went home and waved to Mama Chen, awesome Said: "Daughter-in-law is walking, your man will show you the world."

In front of the daughter-in-law, he performed nervously, stood in front of the stall without shaking, and was super-smart and foolish. He went there in the morning happily and came back in the evening sullen. Mother Chen was cooking and Dad Chen was chopping firewood in the courtyard. The little firewood was flying, and the elder son was fine, so he ran to the younger son because he couldn't breathe. Chen Qing was very wronged, and went into the room with a dirty face and pouting mouth to complain: "Brother, our father Hen answered (cursed) me."

"Why?" Chen Wei also saw that after the couple went out, Father Chen was stubborn when he came back.

The little guy arched into his brother's arms, sobbing and replying: "Say I'm not home all day."

Chen Wei hugged his younger brother with great effort: "Brother, help you vent your anger. My dad probably has advanced menopause." Today, I really don't blame Chen Qing. Dad Chen dragged his daughter-in-law away and let the "little light bulb" have fun freely. Pick this up.

Father Chen took a broom and looked back into the house to see that no one answered him. He was unwilling to be lonely and continued to pollute the environment. The dust was flying and hazy, and he felt like a fairyland.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Chen's father kept moving his hands and swipe left and right in silence. Chen Wei touched his younger brother's forehead: "If you don't tell me, I'll ask my mother."

Throwing the broom, Father Chen said stubbornly (in vernacular: blunt and angry), "What are you asking? Your mother is famous all the time. As soon as you stop at the stall, someone will come to recognize relatives." These days have not been in vain. There is also a sentence at the end: "My old love is unforgettable."

Chen Ma poured dirty water into the yard, and glared at her husband: "What are you talking about?"

"Why am I blind? Didn't I just come to the door with a few pieces of cake back then, what's the matter," imitating the man's tone with a suppressed voice: "What about Xiaolan, look at how many hairs are left on that guy's head, The youngest's eyes are cracking (old-fashioned) and I'm still pissed."

Chen Wei looked at the sky speechlessly, and smelled a sour smell in the scattered dust. Chen's mother wiped her son's face, and looked at Chen's father who was standing in the courtyard with gentle eyes: "How old is our son?" What are you still thinking about? You don’t know my father’s temperament. He locked me in the hut when he went home early. I don’t remember where he saw him. I thought everyone crawled like you. In the corner of the wall."

Chen Wei put down his younger brother and clapped his hands. As long as the old couple and old wives have memories, their words and deeds reveal some simple romance. Chen Wei understands his father, the rival in love back then appeared out of thin air, and the superiority of marrying a handsome wife has become a reality. In the naked comparison, he stepped forward and hugged the blushing Dad Chen, encouraging him: "Dad, I like you."

Chen's father turned his head and picked up the wronged young son: "Dad will weigh a five-jin cake for you."

Chen Wei: "..." This resentment is deep enough.

There was a rain after the autumn harvest, and the temperature began to cool down, and the clothes were changed from two-padded jackets to large padded jackets. There are countless hymns and adjectives about snow, describing its shape, its beauty, and its poetic flavor. In his previous life, Chen Wei used a sentence The words expressed my dislike for the cold winter months: You let those poets become poets, come here and try again at 0 degrees below 20 degrees, the front teeth are frozen off by him, I don’t know if they will come to Chen Wei, the teacher that day During the home visit, his front teeth were almost cut off by his father. He heard the sound of pots and pans in the outhouse, and buried his head in the quilt. There was still heat in the quilt. Chen Wei wanted to stay again. The marinade is still the same, the two parents don't want to delay their studies, and if they make a profit, they will do other things later. Chen Wei didn't force his contentment to be happy, and he had to study hard. The final exam in the first semester of the fourth grade is proof Whether he will advance or retreat to the third grade is the key. Unfortunately, both he and Xunzi are facing the danger of becoming a squatting bag. Chen's mother went into the Westinghouse and put his son's cotton jacket and cotton trousers on Luzi (laid on her body) The narrow quilt under the bed) is booming: "Serena got up and got up, your dad is sharpening the pencil? Go and see how nervous your dad is."

Chen Wei turned a blind eye and asked, "Why are you nervous?"

"If he does well in the exam, he will give him a face lift, if he fails in the exam, he will sweep his face, and eat a warm meal before going to the exam to keep warm."

At the dinner table, Father Chen looked at his eldest son, and said in a pleasant voice: "Take a good exam," and then said after a pause, "It doesn't matter if you fail the exam." Such a gentle Father Chen is really rare. It's good if you can make money by raising your eyebrows, and the big thing is directly resolved.

It was very easy for the two babies to reunite. The big smoke bubbles made people unable to open their eyes. In the weather of minus [-] degrees, they were walking on the road wearing thick cotton-padded clothes and cotton trousers wrapped tightly in three layers. Still shivering from the cold, the sleet whistling and scratching his face hurting, his feet squatting on the snow, Xunzi was holding an ice skate in his cotton glove (Note [-]), and it stinks there Se: "Look at how long my icicles are? Tomorrow, let our mother make a five-fingered glove, and if the big finger is missing, I can't beat the icicles well."

Chen Wei kicked him, and Grandma Zhang's eyes were not good. In the past few years, the whole body of the two dolls has been made by Chen's mother. The handwork does not have to be finely stitched, just to keep warm. He is in good shape, and his weight has increased by at least six catties with a set. Chen Wei dusted off the frost from the cotton-padded hat and jacket collar: "Can you stop thinking about playing all day long? Treat your paws well, they even fanned you." (san Note [-]) There must be a gap."

Xunzi ran behind the person with a hippie smile, pulled Chen Wei's hands and squatted on the ground: "Pull me to run rough and slippery."

In winter, there is a stove in the middle of each class, and the whole classroom is shrouded in smoke. Chen Wei quickly finished answering the test papers, staring at the handwriting with his chin in a daze. He has been back for more than half a year, everything has changed, but it is still as quiet as In the past, will the days in the future go smoothly according to your own ideas?Or go back to the old road of the previous life?Man is not as good as God, sometimes I feel like an old man waiting to go to bed at the end of his life, who doesn't know when he will disappear from the world as soon as he closes his eyes, and he has never lived so freely from day to day.

After the exam, I felt relieved. Xunzi was on the back of the kang in Chen Wei's house, and there was another Chen Qing who used himself as a pillow. Chen Wei leaned against the fire wall and listened to him talking about the funny things in the exam room. Carrying the sack into the room, Chen Wei immediately got up and announced, "Dad, let's make a new trick tomorrow."

"Don't mess with it, your grandpa is going to celebrate his birthday, and there are people calling at the other end, so go there tomorrow."

A passionate heart was thrown into the ice skates by his father, and the heart was so cold and reluctant to ask: "Is that far? Why don't I remember that there is a grandpa."

Father Chen brushed the snow off his body, squatted by the kang pit and warmed his hands, fearing that his son would not hear him, he raised his voice: "It's quite far away, it's in the city, and it takes three o'clock by car to get there. I haven't had much contact with you for a long time. Your father said that the whole family has to go for the 60th birthday. I don't know how many years it will take to catch up. I don't want to go for two or three days in such a cold day. Your father has already spoken, what can I do? .”

"I can't bear to ride in such a cold car. I have to go back to school the day after tomorrow. I'll stay at home and work out." Chen Wei rubbed his father's back to inquire about the gossip: "Why can my grandpa live in the city?"

"I saw him once when I was young. I heard from your grandfather that your eldest grandma was an educated youth. When I was transferred back, your elder grandpa also went with him. The eldest son can be transferred to our city. The old man misses the past. Didn’t I just write to your father when I was done with my work not long after I came back? Their family used to be in other provinces, so it’s normal for them to communicate infrequently.” Father Chen thought that the cold weather was enough, so he went to Zhang’s house again To sum up the matter of going out of the stall, Tian Han and the slippery road persuaded him to take a rest for a few days, and he was not in a hurry. Mr. Zhang had just delivered the rice, but he had other ideas. His family had to follow the gift, Mr. Chen really had nothing to do. For the important event of the ceremony, the elderly in the family are about the same age as myself, and they have to wait ten years for their birthdays, let alone the younger ones.

Chen's mother said: "Let's go together, the old couple will be at ease, and we will do it. Later, when Xunzi is going to study and get married, we will follow the big share." He stayed at Chen Wei's house.

"The stall has not been out for a few days. Winter is no better than summer when the coal is not clean and smoky. Besides, the road is so slippery. You children, you can't do it! Stay at home."

Chen Wei quit: "It was all done by me before."

"If you say no, you can't." Dad Chen gritted his teeth, and Chen Wei stomped his feet. Dad Chen took out the key of the small store: "I will make an agreement with you, Uncle Zheng, if you have anything to do at home, you can go to Ershuan's mother, do you hear me? .”

Chen's mother dragged him back to the east room: "Is this something to do with children? You don't know what day it is."

"You think I think, you know what I'm most afraid of? I'm afraid that the bastard will quit. It seems that I have been using that tank all the time. Then what will happen after scratching the post (quit)? He is still holding it in his hand, can you figure it out if the shop is rented and the eldest son is gone?"

Chen Ma said without confidence: "Serena can't."

"Impossible? Li Xiaolan, you forgot what kind of temperament that kid is. If he is stubborn, he can't turn back even if you cut him down." Father Chen snorted coldly: "I've been on guard against this trick for a long time. When he is so energetic, let's save some money and follow him. If he wants to quit, we won't lose. I have secretly read the secret recipe a few times, and the brat has memorized it tightly. Yes, he didn't give me a chance."