little son-in-law

About Nangong Jingshen coming to Zhaoyang.There are quite a few people in the town who come and go to Zhaoyang County on weekdays, and they haven’t heard any movement. They may have come here in a subdued manner. It’s a lie to say that Mo Nanjin doesn’t care at all, but if you want to say that he is looking forward to it every day, It's impossible with his temperament.

In addition, the work in the field is also busy recently.

The harvested peanuts and beans were piled up under the eaves. Taking advantage of the good weather these few days, Mo Nanjin and the others carried them out, put them on the road in front of the door, spread them out, and dried them in the sun. Few, peanuts, beans, persimmon cakes, dried sweet potatoes, and the leftovers in the stockpiles were dug out to dry in the sun before winter.

Although the weather is warm and sunny, it is autumn after all, and the three of them have already put on thicker autumn clothes, Yun Zhi is wearing a bright red cotton dress, Jing Zhi and Xing Zhi are still wearing the same attire, all in lotus leaf green , one person embroidered a grasshopper at the bottom of the clothes, the one with a stop is on the left, and the one with a stop is on the right. When the child is running and jumping, the grasshopper is also flying up and down, which is really cute.

Yuyang prefers to make brightly colored clothes for children, and Mo Nanjin also thinks that children, being small, can look good in anything, and it doesn't matter if they are brightly colored.It was Yuyang who cut one of the same color on a whim this time, saying that the father and son would look good in the same color, but he secretly put it under the box, the child is fine, Let him wear such a color, how can he feel like a grass caterpillar.A big grass caterpillar is carrying two small grass caterpillars. For some reason, thinking of this scene, Mo Nanjin himself is amused.

Mo Nanjin brought a pony from home, and sat in the shade under the sycamore tree at the gate, with a big cattail fan and scattered rattan under his feet, Mo Nanjin was weaving a rattan basket in his hand, and raised his head from time to time Take a look at the food in front of the door, it’s not designed to guard against people, it’s mainly to drive away birds, but don’t underestimate these little things, they’re a group of hula-la-la, they’re not counted when they’re fed. Without them there will not be much left.

Mo Nanjin learned to weave rattan baskets when he came to Nanshan Town. Rattan baskets are basically used by every family. It has been soaked in water for more than ten days, and now is the most flexible time. The wicker baskets are finely woven. He has seen some old people in the town weave baskets that can hold water. Wicker baskets are mainly for household use. Mo Nanjin’s This one is intended to be used to hold marinated chicken and duck meat. When the time comes to add a cover to the house, you don’t have to worry about hanging it under the eaves. If you can’t see it, it will be taken away by wild cats and weasels. There is also a Vitex basket. It was cut from the wild thorn bushes on the roadside. The thorns are thick and hard, and the rattan baskets weaved out have large gaps, but potatoes, peanuts, yams and the like collected in the fields are very good.

"Brother Jin, this year's harvest of peanuts and beans seems to be good." Second Uncle Tian, ​​who was at the opposite door, came out with a small square table.

"Second Uncle Tian, ​​when did you come back? A few days ago, I heard from my aunt that you went to Brother Lian and the others." Uncle Tian's four girls only had one son, and they were in the same generation as Tian Shulian in the county. Worked as a clerk in the shop, married the only daughter of the manager's family, and stayed in the county town for a while. Although everyone dared not speak out because of Uncle Tian's old face, in fact, it was his son who became a door-to-door son-in-law.

"Last night, I just came back when it was getting dark. The grandsons came back with me. Today their son and daughter-in-law are coming back too." Second Uncle Tian said, laughing at the deep wrinkles in the corners of his eyes.

"Brother Lian's daughter-in-law, we old neighbors haven't seen her before, Second Brother Tian, ​​we have to let her out and walk around, and we will meet." Ye Qing's mother next door happened to be holding a sieve of beans When he went out, he smiled and added a sentence when he heard this.

"Old Sun's family, what you said, you must let Xiao Lian lead you around the neighborhood to recognize your face." Uncle Tian set up the square table under the tree in front of the door, and took four or five pieces from the threshold. Come out with a small bench.Set up a circle around the small square table.

Ye Qing's mother was squatting by the gutter in front of her door, shaking the sieve from side to side, sifting the soil mixed in the beans, and said: "The relationship is good, we will wait at home, his second brother of the Tian family, you What are you doing?"

"The little grandchildren were clamoring for watermelon just now, and it happened that there was still some watermelon bought at home a few days ago, and they were eating at the door." Uncle Tian replied loudly with a smile.

"I think, he is afraid that others will not know that it is true that his son and wife are coming back." Ye Qing's mother winked at Mo Nanjin, said in a low voice, and couldn't help but spit again with a smile: "This old man."

Mo Nanjin squeezed the cane in her hand, and smiled slightly. Aunt Tian is a very straightforward person, but her poor health has killed a lot of anger in the past few years. I haven't seen her so funny in the past two years. Today Seeing that she was very energetic, he asked, "Is the aunt's body getting better recently?"

Aunt Tian picked out the rotten beans in the sieve and put them aside, and replied: "That's it, there are good times and bad times, you can't do the work in the field, but you can still do these things at home."

Mo Nanjin said: "Ye Qing is grown up now and has married a wife. When you get old, just wait to take care of your grandson at home. Let the young people do the work in the fields."

Ye Qing's mother smiled and said: "Brother Jin will comfort me, these young children have gone to their father, these two children are not sensible, thanks to your family's help."

Mo Nanjin replied: "Auntie, this is out of the question. Who in the neighborhood can say that they don't expect others to help. When our family first moved here, Uncle Sun helped our family a lot. .”

While the two were talking, the three little guys came out bouncing back not long after they ran home, each with a lotus leaf in their hands.

"Daddy, eat." Yun Zhi snuggled into Mo Nanjin's arms, holding a piece of white glutinous rice pot to his mouth and said.

"Daddy's little daughter is really a good girl." Mo Nanjin patted her head and praised.

Yun Zhi giggled, and handed over another piece: "Daddy, eat."

"Yunzhi give this piece to the mother-in-law?"

Yun Zhi nodded obediently, then turned around and handed a piece of the crispy rice in his hand to Aunt Sun, and said, "This one is for mother-in-law."

Aunt Sun happily took it, and put it in her mouth in front of her: "Yunzhi is so good. It's delicious." Then she turned to Mo Nanjin and said, "These three children, I can count them as watching." When he grew up, he was not petty at all, and he was really likable to look at."

Xingzhi was putting it in his mouth, when he heard this, he tilted his head, and immediately took a piece of yellow crispy rice to Aunt Sun's hand, and said, "Mother, this is honey."

Mo Nanjin tapped his forehead angrily: "You are the one who is slippery."

Jing Zhi on the side seemed to nod sensiblely, expressing his agreement.

Seeing this, Mo Nanjin pretended to be angry and educated her, but her eyes were gradually stained with a smile.

After cooking a few days ago, there was still some fire in the stove. Mo Nanjin just made some rice crackers. The white ones were added with sugar, and the yellow ones were added with honey. They were all cooked for the three little guys after dinner. Snacks.

The bean stalks were dried before the beans could be harvested. Mo Nanjin passed by from time to time, turning them up and down with a wooden fork to dry.

"Daughter-in-law of the Mo family, are you going to the embroidery room?" Aunt Sun asked when she saw Yuyang coming out of the house with a small blue and white cloth bag, and Mingyue came out after him.

"Aunt Sun, you are here too, yes, I embroidered a door curtain and sent it over." Yuyang smiled.

"Then go quickly, don't delay." Aunt Sun said.

Yuyang nodded to her, walked up to Mo Nanjin and said, "Master, I'll be back before lunch. The lunch is ready and warmed in the pot. If you are hungry, eat first."

Mo Nanjin said: "No need, look at these little guys who haven't stopped talking, they probably won't be hungry for a while, you go and come back quickly, we'll wait for you to come back."

Yuyang smiled again and said: "Well, Mingyue and I will go and come back quickly."

Xiao Mo and Ming Ting came back with a cart of bean stalks from the field. Seeing that there was no space on the side road, they unloaded it and stood it under the south wall to dry.

The two of them entered the house and drank two bowls of water.Seeing that the time was still early, before noon, I decided to pull another cart back.

"By the way, Brother Jin, what did you do with the fish your wife sent you a few days ago? Yu'er was so sick that she didn't eat anything these days, but she ate all of that fish." Thinking of this matter, the aunt hurriedly asked. She had felt that there was something she wanted to ask just now, but she couldn't figure it out.

"It's nothing special." Mo Nanjin told her the basic method.

After listening to it, Aunt Sun asked again: "What's the matter with that sour soup?"

Mo Nanjin said: "That's old sour soup. I'll just pour you some from home."

Aunt Sun went home to get the utensils.

The three little grandchildren of Uncle Tian's family all came out, the older one looked eleven or twelve years old, and the youngest one looked only four or five years old, about the same age as Jing Zhi and the others.

Uncle Tian is cutting watermelon.Oily green melon rind.With a knife, the bright red flesh was exposed, and Second Uncle Tian cut it into thin slices. He turned his head to greet the three little guys who were playing hide and seek on the street, and said, "Jing Zhi, all three of you come to Grandpa Tian's place." Eat melon."

Mo Nanjin smiled and nodded, and the three of them passed by hand in hand.

Aunt Sun brought out a small terracotta jar.

Mo Nanjin told a few little guys to eat watermelon there obediently and not to run around.

"Don't worry, Brother Jin, I'm here to watch these children." Second Uncle Tian was washing watermelon in the basin beside the table, and said with a smile.

Mo Nanjin finished pouring the sour soup for Aunt Sun, and as soon as she returned to the front yard, she heard the sound of carriages approaching rapidly on the street.Mo Nanjin wondered how he got into the town, the carriage was still running so fast, fearing to startle the child, he quickened his pace and rushed to the door.Before reaching the threshold, Mingyue screamed: "Miss..."

The carriage had already stopped, Yun Zhi was still hugged by Yu Yang, his clothes were as red as blood...