Master is not to be provoked

Zhao Muguo said while rubbing soap on his hands: "Why don't Mumu go? You just go, my aunt and second aunt are here, uncle and the others are back, brother Xun Ting and sister Meng Fei are also here , it’s just missing your home.”

Ke Muai said: "We just had a fight with Ke Lingxiao yesterday, and beat him and Hong Changbao. My dad went to fight again yesterday. Now it's over, it's boring. You can eat two dumplings from me. Try my cooking." Is it delicious?"

Zhao Muguo was a little anxious: "Why? Even if we fight, we can reconcile. We are a family. I think my father and my mother also quarreled and fought. Once my mother cut me with scissors. Dad's hands were all pricked, but when I cried, they were fine. You and Xiaoxiao are both children, and there is no overnight feud. good."

Hearing Zhao Muguo's innocent and naive words, Ke Muai could only smile: "Forget it, he won't want to get back together with me, and I don't want to get back together with him either. Just don't bother anyone."

Zhao Muguo still didn't give up: "You just go and don't talk to him when the time comes. You don't know, there are a lot of delicious food made there, and my uncle even brought back a Wuchang fish, which is said to be shipped from Hubei. Come here, do you know where Hubei is? It’s on the other side of the Yangtze River, thousands of kilometers away from here. And the Wuchang fish is famous all over the world. Chairman Mao wrote in a poem that he only drank the water of Changsha and ate Wuchang. Fish, that’s what you’re talking about, just go and try it.”

Ke Muai chuckled: "I don't like to eat fish, and I don't like to eat fishy things."

"There are other things besides fish. There are crabs, such big sea crabs, the kind with thorns on the side, you go, go, good Mu Mu, Mu Mu is good, we specially come to invite you .”

He begged in every possible way, but Ke Muai was unmoved. He took them into the back room, poured soy sauce and mature vinegar in turn, and divided them into four small bowls: "Try it, the dumplings we made yesterday are delicious."

Zhao Muguo took a bite of the dumpling, and said with greasy mouth, "But I still want you to eat with us."

"I won't go, the food at home is pretty good." Ke Muai repeatedly declined.

Guo Zhendong saw that Ke Muai's attitude was very firm. Since he entered the house, he never mentioned that he should go to the old people's home. He just talked about the Chinese New Year and asked about yesterday's fight. He didn't comment after listening. But Zhao Muguo said: "Xiaoxiao is like that. When he sees something good from others, he opens his mouth to ask for it. If he doesn't give it, he grabs it. He even wants Dongdong's game console. He also grabs the slingshot my grandfather made for me. I wanted to ask him, but my mother stopped me, Mumu, don't be like him."

"I know, that's why I don't associate with him, and usually stay away from him."

The four children were eating, and someone came outside again. This time it was Wang Mengfei, Wang Senlin's sister. She is 22 years old and has been studying in other places all year round. College students at this time are quite valuable, especially in rural areas. After the first year of compulsory education, I started looking for a job to support my family. Even if I could get into university, there might not be one out of ten villages and eight shops.

After eating the dumplings, Guo Zhendong and Zhao Muguo were about to go back, and Ke Muai took out two photo frames from the cabinet: "I have a gift for you, hey, I made this with Songsong, glued it out with pheasant feathers, and gave it to you." For you guys."

A photo frame made out of two book-sized templates, with chicken feathers pasted inside to form a picture, for Guo Zhendong is a landscape painting, which is the scene of Suzaku Mountain in the space, with beautiful peaks and vines hanging down, the lake below is green, and wild ducks are cruising. The one given to Zhao Muguo was Sun Wukong fighting Zhu Bajie, with a piece of glass inlaid on the outside, and the words "Mumu presents Dongdong Suzaku Mountain View" and "Mumu presents Guoguo Gao Laozhuang slave" are engraved on the edge. After so much cherished wood, he bought a full set of chiseled axes and saws in the space, practiced carpentry when he was free, tried to make small benches and small shelves to add furniture to Qi Zhuang and the others, but Jing Yunsong was on vacation After that, he did very little.

In his previous life, he tried to make all kinds of handmade ornaments and sold them. He had heard of chicken feather paintings, and tried to make a few, but he was not well-known, and the work was laborious and labor-intensive and he couldn't make much money, so he gave up later. The two paintings are not very detailed, it should be more like a child's scribbled painting, but the key points are very vivid.

The two children fell in love with each other at first sight, held them in their arms, looked left and right, Zhao Muguo blushed and said, "Mumu, I really didn't expect you to give us a gift, but we didn't even prepare a gift for you."

"Didn't you guys already give me presents? The stamp album Dongdong gave me, and the watercolor pen you gave me. I'm paying back today haha." Ke Muai pointed to the photo frame and said, "These two paintings are loosely in harmony with each other. I made it together, it's a joint gift from both of us. By the way, this photo frame is made of golden nanmu, which is very precious wood, so don't break it."

"Don't worry, Mumu, I will protect it with my life!" Zhao Muguo said excitedly and seriously.

After sending the two of them away, Ke Muai looked at Jing Yunsong with great interest: "What about you? Did you get angry when I gave them gifts and didn't prepare them for you?"

"I don't." Jing Yunsong shook his head, "I'm envious that you still have relatives you can keep in touch with, and you can also make two friends. I have nothing." His eyes were red, and he was already choked up after speaking.

Ke Muai hugged him and comforted him: "You still have me, and besides, you can be friends with them, didn't they thank you just now?" Jing Yunsong never mentioned things in school when he returned home. Listening to him talking about being bullied by his classmates in the past, he never asked about it. He held Jing Yunsong's face and kissed his forehead, "We will have many, many friends in the future! We won't be lonely anymore!"

"Well, it's okay, I still have Mumu!" Jing Yunsong kissed his left and right cheeks, and smiled with tears in his eyes, "Mumu is enough! Grandma said that one must be content! In my world, I will not be lonely if I have Mumu!"

Although Ke Muai didn't go to the dinner in the old home, she heard from Zhao Muguo that her uncle Xu Leyang still went to Ke Yongsheng's cement factory. Ke Muai was very anxious: Is the tragedy of my uncle in the previous life repeated in advance?Although the broken leg was an accidental event, and it might not happen, Ke Muai was really worried about his uncle working in Ke Yongsheng's factory.

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, he and Jing Yunsong came to Nianpangou again. He hated his aunt's behavior, so he didn't bring anything and went into the courtyard empty-handed. Xu Leyang's small hut was locked outside.