Master is not to be provoked

The north wind blows the ground and the white grass folds, and soon the first snow after winter comes.

When Jing Yunsong came back from school, Ke Muai was mending last year's padded jacket under the lamp. This padded jacket was made for him by his mother the year before last. Last year, a piece was attached to the trouser legs and cuffs. This year he has grown a little taller, and he needs to be attached again. piece.

Jing Yunsong came in lightly, as if he had a guilty conscience, and silently put his schoolbag on the table, a little afraid to look at Ke Muai.

"What's the matter? Why did you come back so late today?" Ke Muai asked while threading the needle, "When I finish sewing this, I'll go to cook. The rice is already ready and warming up in the pot. If you're hungry, eat it." Eat the salted eggs first."

Jing Yunsong didn't say a word, and stood in the shadows with his head bowed, as if he had done something wrong.

After waiting for a while, Ke Muai didn't see an answer, but heard sobbing. Looking up, Jing Yunsong's tears were falling down.

"What's the matter? Was she bullied by her classmates at school? Or was she beaten by my dad?" Ke Muai put down her needlework and asked.

Jing Yunsong finally spoke, weeping uncontrollably: "My mother bought me a down jacket."

"Really? Where is it? Let me see."

Jing Yunsong pointed to the schoolbag, and Ke Muai went over to open it, and saw that there was indeed a down jacket inside, which had been crumpled up and stuffed inside with some creases.He pulled out the clothes, put them on the kang, and smoothed them out. They were silver-gray, and there was down in the hood at the back. Are you afraid of the cold, why are you crying?"

Jing Yunsong didn't pick up the down jacket, didn't dare to look at him, and lowered his head again: "They didn't buy it for you, woo, I asked them to buy it for you, your dad said that the more than 200 yuan won today is only enough I bought one, and my mother asked him to buy it for me first. Mumu, I don’t want it, you are still wearing such a ragged cotton jacket, my clothes... I said I don’t want it without you, so my mother pinched me, Woohoo."

"Where is it pinched?" Ke Muai opened the back of his clothes according to the place he pointed, and saw that there were patches of bruises from the left rib to the shoulder. He rubbed it, "Does it still hurt now?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"It's fine if it doesn't hurt." Ke Muai put on the little down jacket for him, "Isn't it a good fit? You can just wear it, I'm fine, and mine is also very warm. You go to school every day, so naturally you have to wear it. Feng thing, your mother is pinching you because she is afraid that you will anger my father, and if you don’t buy clothes, you will be beaten again, and you will be the one who suffers.”

"But you haven't..."

Ke Muai took Jing Yunsong's hand and touched the inside of her padded jacket: "See? Although it is an old padded jacket, the lining is new, and the cotton inside is also brand new. Don't look at the patches on the outside. Wear it warmly. Here it is, no worse than yours." He went to open the kang cabinet again, and pulled out two boxes from the inside, "This is two sets of thick shirts, one for each of us, and cotton socks, also a pair for each of us, Wear it inside so you won't be cold."

"Your dad bought it for you?" Jing Yunsong touched his shirt and socks in disbelief.

"How can it be? I made the money by going to the market to buy mushrooms. Try not to let them know. If I let them know that I made some money, I will definitely hand it over. In fact, let me tell you, I don't care about your down jacket. I can afford it, but the money cannot be revealed, and the money cannot be known, so the outside of my padded jacket is still so torn, but the inside has been replaced with new ones."

Jing Yunsong burst into tears again: "I got a down jacket, don't you? Buy me some clothes..." He suddenly hugged Ke Muai, "Mumu, I will treat you well in the future, and I will make a lot of money in the future , I won’t let you get tired or suffer any more.”

"Okay man, don't cry all the time, you clean up, I'm going to cook, I'm happy today, let's cook something good!"

Ke Muai went to the kitchen of the outhouse. When he came back from the town during the day, he bought a piece of tenderloin, which had been marinated with egg liquid, white wine, starch, and refined salt. After it comes out, it can be eaten after frying for the second time. The outside is charred and the inside is tender. Needless to say, the taste is very good when paired with the salt and pepper powder that Ke Muai made himself.

In addition to this soft fried tenderloin, there is also a small bowl of pickled salty cucumber, which is also crispy and delicious.

Jing Yunsong deliberately ate more cucumbers and refused to pick up tenderloin: "Today in the town, my mother, your father and I have already gone to restaurants, so you should eat more of these."

"Hehe, what did you eat at the restaurant?"

"Dried tofu with sharp peppers, fried fungus with sliced ​​meat, stewed pork with sauerkraut, and two fried chicken racks."

"Is it delicious with me?"

"No." Jing Yunsong shook his head honestly.

"That's it!" Seeing that he refused to eat, Ke Muai simply divided the dish in half, "This is mine, and the other is yours. If you don't finish eating, I won't cook for you next time." Already!"

Jing Yunsong got the "task", so he ate his chopsticks frequently. He ate two bowls of rice, Ke Muai ate one and a half bowls, all the soft fried tenderloin was wiped out, and his stomach was full.

"In the future, you have to eat like this. If you eat cleanly and love to eat, I love to cook. Otherwise, you can eat all the dishes I cook. Why should I cook for him?"

After eating, Ke Muai still went to the kang to sew the little padded jacket, Jing Yunsong finished washing the dishes, went into the back room to spread out the textbooks, and did homework under the lamp. The rustling sound of passing.

After finishing the Chinese homework, Jing Yunsong took the math again, and suddenly saw Ke Muai flying needles on the kang, sewing quickly, nimble fingers, soft outlines, and began to dream, he suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction, it was him He has never felt so grown up, even his mother has never given him a sense of satisfaction, making him feel at ease and at ease, and he feels that it is good to just have a drink like this.

It suddenly occurred to me that this is what my mother often said, the feeling of finding a reliable person to live with, right?

"What are you looking at?" After one thread was used up, Ke Mu Ai threaded the second thread, seeing Jing Yunsong staring at herself in a daze.

Jing Yunsong bit the cap of his pen and said blankly: "Mumu, it would be great if you were a girl."

"why?"

"If you are a girl, I can marry you. At that time, the two of us will live together and grow old together. You and I will plow the fields and you will weave cloth, and I will carry water and you will water the garden." When he said this, he changed his tune and sang, Looking longingly at Ke Muai while singing, "Although the cold kiln is broken, it can shelter from the wind and rain, but the love between husband and wife is bitter and sweet. You and I are like mandarin ducks and birds, flying together in the world!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and do your homework!" Ke Muai was a little embarrassed, he was crooked, and his face turned red when he was told that, but what does a ten-year-old child know?He just treats it like a child's talk.