Jiaojiaojia family

Father Chen really followed his daughter-in-law's way of thinking. Farmers spend all day soaking in the fields when they are busy walking and farming, and they don't see them when they look down. They answered unanimously as if reciting lines: "It's nothing, it's not that the eldest son of the family did well in the exam this time, let's make some delicious food for the child to satisfy his cravings."

"I didn't do well in the exam. I just ranked first with 97 for both subjects and [-] for one subject."

After Mr. Chen's intentional or unintentional publicity, the news that Chen Weiya was the first in the exam was known to everyone for a long time. The remaining half pot of chicken is heated up again. It’s not that the family is stingy. Yesterday, I wanted to order Xunzi to have a good meal. There is a bit of meat smell wafting from this house, which can be smelled everywhere. It’s not good to call this place It's not beautiful to call that house.

I didn't see him and heard his voice first, but through the window, I saw Xunzi's swollen face screaming outside his courtyard, and it was only after I got out of the room that I heard the content of the follow-up conversation: "Is there still a need? Looking for kicking?" Ah? Don't expose your face to this Gadda."

"Look at your bear look <read sai three times>, don't blame me for not telling you, my grandfather said that Chen Wei was stunned, and you still play with him? That thing is crazy."

"You bastard," Xunzi got angry and picked up a brick nearby: "You try to pick it up again, the prestige will cut you lightly..."

"Xunzi," Chen Wei hurriedly stopped. He didn't remember the size of the brick he was holding back then. The "weapon" in his hand was not light. It would be strange if the boy's head was hit again and he didn't open the scoop: "Come in, I heard you chirping there early in the morning."

"Like two tigers and eight chickens." Feng Xiaozi continued.

Xunzi threw the bricks on the ground and followed into the house, turned around and climbed onto the kang to catch up on the fire. Chen Wei set the table on the kang and pushed him awake when the chicken was served: "The swollen face is from sleep. Or was it cut by your grandfather and cried?"

"My grandfather is not like your father, he is reluctant to cut me," he asked, wiggling his nose, "Why is it so fragrant?"

"If you don't get confused (disgusted), get up and eat—chicken."

There is nothing more refreshing than this. Xunzi got up scrambling, picked up two big bowls and started to chopsticks. Chen Wei didn't disturb his appetite and turned out the copybook. He traced stroke by stroke and practiced several times. Yue finally got rid of the chicken chop font, and he still wants to practice better. At this time, calligraphy is the second face of a person. In five or six years, he will start a pen pal mode. There are not many good characters that can hook up with strangers. Well, the failure rate in the previous life explains everything.

Xunzi was not full after eating a bowl of rice, and he didn't have the nerve to serve another bowl after the rice bottomed out. This was not made by his family. After looking at the chicken again, he was reluctant to put down his chopsticks, and his face blushed unnaturally. : "That... Weizi, let's have another bowl."

"Go to Shengbai by yourself, why do you really treat yourself as a customer, and have to serve you?"

"Okay!" I ran to the outhouse and filled a bowl of rice with a mouthful of delicious food, and boasted while attacking the delicious chicken: "My parents are so kind to you. If you want my grandma, you can't do this." Food, when was the last time my family stewed chicken?" Xunzi rolled his eyes upwards, and thought for a long time: "Yes, when my aunt came back, no one stopped her and killed a chicken stubbornly. I didn't catch any chicken butts, and they were cheaper than the little ones in her family. After leaving, I took a bag and brought a whole basin. My grandpa is so naive, I haven’t turned around for several days.” He glanced sideways at the silent Chen Wei, and comforted him: “Don’t listen to that kid fooling around, you just passed the exam with all your strength, The whole scene of Yaodaoer, with his babbling and deflated belly, can he say those shocking words?"

When Chen Wei raised his head and looked at each other, he asked, "Do you believe me?"

"Pa" Xunzi put down his chopsticks, widened his eyes angrily, and said sternly, "What are you talking about, how can I not believe you."

Chen Wei nodded in satisfaction: "That's fine." He has never cared about other people's opinions, but he must face up to the people he cares about. Parents and family members gather in one place with nothing to do, and they can make some gossip after squatting for a while. It’s not the age of fighting for fathers, it’s the sons and grandchildren of various families who are fighting for their fathers. Rumors will flow out after taking the first place in the exam, which is not conducive to future development. Without much culture as the foundation, just believe in ghosts and gods. Now, not only to silence those people, but also to reassure the family members. Parents understand their children, and as family members who get along with each other every day, how could he not see the entanglement in Chen Ma's heart.

Xunzi chewed the chicken in his mouth, thought for a while and scratched his messy hair. He was young and simple-minded, and couldn't hide things. He rubbed his bare feet forward with his legs crossed, and asked softly beside Chen Wei. : "It's not that I don't believe you. Why are you so quiet recently? I don't have much fun playing thieves by myself, but if I worry about it, I always touch my forehead because I'm afraid I'll be blown by the wind. I also feel bad."

Chen Wei looked at Fa Xiao with a puzzled face in front of him, and he also noticed the difference. Not being able to express does not mean that he has no ideas in his heart. It seems that his clumsy acting skills only fooled himself, and he patted Xunzi on the shoulder: "We are both like this. When you're older, you should calm down, go, clean the dishes, don't think about being lazy, and do your homework after cleaning."

Xunzi pursed her lips, and reluctantly pulled the vomited chicken bones into an empty bowl. After Chen Wei wiped the kang table clean with a rag, he leaned against the door of the outer room and asked repeatedly while supervising the work: "What are you doing?" Why is that face swollen?"

Xunzi washed the bowl inside and out three times. She is also a clean person in other people's houses. She put it on the dish shelf before answering: "Last night, most of my hair fell asleep, and I dropped the pillow on the floor. When I woke up in the morning, my face was smudged." It's swollen."

Chen Wei laughed: "Success, this face looks quite round, and looks quite lucky."

Xunzi was still thinking about Journey to the West, and was forced to do homework for several hours, and gradually began to lose his mind. Chen Wei didn't force it, and combined work and benefits. I have to say that this kid has a very active mind. I have talked about the topic once and then it will be clear. I just thought about playing before, but I didn’t pay attention to it. It is a talent to teach well. I have a little foundation and hard work to make up for my shortcomings. I have an advantage, but Xunzi is a bit of a latecomer. He He would like to see this buddy become his opponent for learning. After letting the tiger go back to the mountain, he wiped his face and started to walk down.

Chen Qing played wildly all morning, before entering the house, he patted the ashes on his body indiscriminately, his brother became a clean person in an instant, and even the little guy had to keep his daily cleanliness, and stomped his feet before running to the west room to see Seeing Chen Wei lying sideways on the kang, he tugged at his trouser legs: "Brother, I'll buy you some yo." Father Chen's reward only became verbal, but Chen Wei really gave him four cents, and when he turned around, he was rejected. Chen's mother confiscated it, and all hopes were in vain. Today, when he saw other people playing glass balls together, he was also very greedy. Knowing who in the family is easy to talk, he ran back and planned to pester his brother to buy it for him.

Chen Wei got up from the kang and sat on the edge of the kang, and asked desolately, "What's wrong?"

Children from poor families have already been in charge of the family, even though Chen Qing is only five years old, she also has some good eyesight. Looking at his brother's listless appearance, he swallowed the words again, lowered his head and picked his little finger for a while, and then said: "We Hei Tiantian by Jiayuanzi is ripe, do you want to eat it? Go pick it up for you?" His brother's words were not received after his good intentions.

Chen Wei pulled on his slippers, found a canned bottle that Chen Ma had washed clean, and stepped out the door with his head down. The little guy followed with busy small steps. The fruit is the size of a lid, black and shiny like a black gem, and the sweet taste can be regarded as a snack for farm children. The thin skin is easy to be squeezed, and the juice stains the clothes and can hardly be washed off. Standing on the side, kicking the soil a few times with his little feet, he looked up at his face, sighed, he really didn't want to put on such a face, after Xunzi left, he wiped the corners of his eyes with a small pepper, and his eyes were red and Swollen, the whole demeanor of a sad person, for the sake of the family's peace of mind, I can wrong my brother first.

After washing the whole jar of Heitian, drained it with a strainer, put it in a small basin, and handed it to Chen Qing, Chen Wei climbed up on the kang and closed his eyes to rest. Sun exposure hurts his eyes, and tears always come out. My brother is too young, and he is really afraid of being frightened.

Chen Qing didn't go out to play anymore, she sat in front of his brother with a basin and two short legs and watched, when the courtyard door slammed, she went out of the room, pulled at the skirt of Chen Ma's clothes, pointed her mouth at the room, Seeing that the younger son was about to cry or not, Chen's mother thumped in her heart. She walked into the room in two steps, pulled up the older son who was still lying down, and slapped her hard on the back. Chen Ma, who has Fan Hong's eyes, is still skeptical. The old man will follow the child's back when he is fine, and he will increase his strength when he is shocked. body, because he was afraid that his soul would escape.

Father Chen didn't want to, he pulled away the dazed mother Chen, and said in a stern tone, "Why are you hitting your son, you can hear the hollow sound from this slap, I can't tell Li Xiaolan, you can be with me on weekdays Nai, you are cruel to your son too." Angrily picked up Chen Wei: "Go, let's stay away from your mother, she is going crazy." Chen Qing was not happy anymore, and Chen's father was holding the eldest son in his arms. , followed by the youngest son who found a small bench in the yard, sat down and hugged his son and sulked, he is such a precious son, give him a face, this is not bad, he was beaten by his wife in a few days, looking for No matter what reason, he has a reason to do it. This son is too bad to be a filial son. If he doesn't take action to teach him a lesson, he is still worthy of being an old man. After learning it with great difficulty, I don't want to beat him up again.