Spring is coming

Jiang Mengyan complained to Grandma Yin. At first, she wanted to satisfy the child's wish, but then she cried while holding Grandma Yin's hand.

Her parents died young, she longed for a family, she became pregnant before she was married, and traveled all the way to the north to find her husband. At the age of 19, she had Xueli, and at 21, she found out that her husband was cheating, and she took the train to the south overnight.

Back in Rong County, fortunately, I still have the house left by my parents, my classmates from Team 153.From then on, he focused on making money, and finally got the child back when Xueli was nine years old.

Speaking of Cannes, Jiang Mengyan was full of resentment.

"Rotten steamed buns, rotten pickles, it's unpalatable, it's cold, the dust is big, and you can't see any green in winter. It's really not a place for people to stay."

Xueli also heard this from her grandparents.

"The corners of the poor mountains in Rong County are full of troublemakers! Southern barbarians!"

Everyone hurt each other.

The drama of bitterness eventually turned into a criticism meeting between Cancheng and Xueli's father. In the end, the three said together: "Rong County is better."

Grandma Yin concluded: "Nowhere is as good as home, and a golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse."

In the end, Grandma Yin agreed. After school at noon the next day, Xueli stayed at Grandma Yin's house for dinner, and did her homework by the coal stove.

Xueli's family doesn't have such things, Jiang Mengyan doesn't have time to do this, the house is always cold.

Chunxin's house is very warm, the stove is painted black, the surface is smooth and warm, and hot tea is always warmed on the fire.

This is a kind of local tea with no name. It has large leaves and many thick tea stems.The tea is not freshly brewed, but it has a rich aroma and just the right amount of bitterness.

Grandma Chunxin found a new enamel cup for her, and the team logo of Team 153 was printed on the cup.

Pour a full cup of tea, hold the hot teacup in both hands, sit by the fire, trembling firmly in the snow.

Chun Xin lay down on the table and drew with a pencil, copying the villains in Chinese textbooks.

Grandma Yin is knitting wool, using the thread removed from the old sweater to weave a colorful sofa cushion full of knots.

The TV was turned on very quietly. At one o'clock in the afternoon, Grandpa Yin, who was dozing on the sofa, woke up automatically, put on his coat and a fleece hat.

Someone knocked on the window outside, looked in with his hands covered, and shouted at the half-open screen window: "Yin Jiahong! Let's go!"

Grandpa Yin replied: "Come on!"

It's time to go for a walk. Team 153 has such a group of old men who go out for a walk in the street after breakfast, lunch and dinner every day.All year round, rain or shine.

According to Grandpa Yin's words, if you don't go out for a day, your bones will itch.

Xueli had never been to Chunxin's house before, and in her eyes, the inside of the vermilion gate was no different from a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair. Chunxin, a poor kitten, struggled to make a living in the wolf's den. left.

She thought so until now, it was just the calm before the storm.

As the final exam was approaching, Jiang Mengyan was on a business trip, so Xueli didn't even go home at all, and she had to sleep with Chunxin at night.

Before going to bed, Grandma Yin boiled a large pot of water for them, scooped it into an enamel basin, and the two children washed their faces with the same handkerchief.

The wash water was poured into a large wooden basin, and some hot water was added to soak the feet.

"The feet of the tub are not ice." Grandpa Yin added another ladle as he said.

The four white and tender little feet were soaked in hot water, Chun Xin stepped on them playfully, Grandma Yin held her knees to keep her from moving, "I really hate you."

Chun Xin was honest for a while, and when grandma left, he continued to step on and play, and Xueli smiled and quarreled with her, splashing water on his face.

"It won't be cold at night after soaking for a while." Grandpa Yin wandered around the room and added another scoop.

The water was a little hot, Xueli put his feet on the edge of the basin, Chunxin gritted his teeth and remained motionless.She is always used to be patient, in all kinds of little things.

Xueli put her foot down cruelly, endured it for a while, and after getting used to it, the heat penetrated into the flesh and penetrated into the bones, making her drowsy from comfort.

After soaking in the spring letter, grandma grabbed her ears and dragged her on the floor. She was obviously often scolded, so she didn't pay attention to this little pain at all, and went back to the room happily holding her big teacup.

There was a big and old wooden bed in the room, half of which was not covered with mattresses, and a mat was placed on the wooden board. She usually did her homework and played on the mat.

The inside of the bed is used for sleeping, which is more than enough for two children. The quilt is very heavy. The quilt is made of smooth red satin, and the inside is made of white cotton cloth. Big needles and big needles are sewn together with the quilt.

It is really a very special quilt for the bed. It takes a lot of work to remove and wash, but it is very comfortable and warm to cover. After soaking your feet and taking a deep breath of cotton, you feel like you are about to melt in the snow.

It was Chun Xin's first time sleeping with other children, and he was not used to it. He was afraid of squeezing her, so he lay flat on the bed, his hands and feet neatly arranged.

The lord turned off the lights and closed the door to go out. Xueli turned over to face her and called her softly, "Chunchun, are you asleep?"

"Ah."

"Then why are you still talking?"

"Hey, I fell asleep."

At this time, lying here, I can still hear the faint sound of insects in the courtyard, sighing for a while.

Xueli said, "Chunchun, let's chat."

Chun Xin pulled the quilt over his head at once, "Keep your voice down, or you will be scolded."

Soon she said again: "Why do you call me Chunchun, no one calls me Chunchun."

Grandparents call her Xiaolei, and teachers and classmates just call her by name. Why does Xueli call her Chunchun? It's so special and strange, but I like it very much.

Xueli said, "Isn't Chunchun nice?"

"It sounds better than Xiao Toilei. I'm so annoyed that my grandma calls me that, it's embarrassing." After a pause, he added, "Yin Yuanchang calls Xiao Ergou even worse."

Yin Yuanchang is her father.

She added: "Then you can always call me Chunchun, so that I also have a nice name."

"Then do you like it here?" This is a question asked in an adult tone.

Chunxin didn't know what she liked or didn't like, she thought for a few seconds, and talked about an incident that happened when she was younger.

She can't remember many details. She only remembers a place to eat. That place should be a restaurant opened by Yin Yuanchang's friend. Yin Yuanchang took her to eat.

She was probably unwell, couldn't eat, and vomited all over the place. She was suddenly picked up and thrown into the room. on the sheets.

In fact, she had said this many times, Xueli remembered.

She couldn't remember how many times she was abandoned. "I carried an empty basket and was sent to 153. I squatted at the door of Grandma Liu's coal shed. I fell asleep... Later Grandma Liu called my grandma to come. , Grandma took me home, I remember I ate many bowls of rice..."

"Hey, my grandma told me these things. I don't remember many of them. My grandma said that I ate eight bowls. I don't believe it. I can only eat four bowls at most!"

After babbling again and again, Chun Xin fell asleep, opened his mouth slightly unprepared, and breathed evenly and long.

Under the quilt, Xueli went to hold her hand, interlocking her fingers, there were tears in her eyes, and her breath was stuck in her chest, sore and painful.

——Chunchun, then I will stay with you, and I will always be with you.

- I will be your family for the rest of your life.

With Chunxin by his side, this sleep was really good.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Grandma Yin woke up Xueli.She opened her eyes, suddenly thrilled by a strange, rough and dry touch.

"Wake up!" Chun Xin had already put on her thick padded coat, jumping up and down happily, "Get up and go to exercise!"

When she was pulled up and stood by the sink with a hot towel stuffed into her hands, Xueli was still confused.

"It's still dark."

Chun Xin twisted the towel for her, "You won't be able to see the stars at dawn!" She actually wiped her face herself, "Oh, the morning star!"

Put your hands down in the snow and enjoy it peacefully.

Putting on cotton coats, woolen hats and earmuffs, the two old and the young turned off the lights and went out.

At the gate of the community, Grandpa Yin and the old man with a bucket of hats went to the south of the turnpan, and Grandma Yin took Chun Xin and Xueli to the north of the turnpan.

Probably because it is a newly paved asphalt road, there are few cars in the morning, and there are not a few people jogging in groups on the sidewalk. In such a cold day, they only wear vests and shorts, panting and sweating. Woolen cloth.

Grandma Yin walked quickly on the sidewalk, swinging her hands back and forth rhythmically and slapping her body. Every time she overtook the old lady and old man in front, the frequency of shaking her hands became larger and faster.

Xueli was stunned. Such a scene could only be seen in Rong County 20 years ago.

In Nanzhou City 20 years later, in addition to the vast number of laborers who are busy making a living, there are only drunks who have just come out of nightclubs and bars.

She is both.

Being able to go out to exercise with Xueli, Chunxin was so happy that he jumped up and down all the way, "Dongdong, I'm so happy!"

The two little hands are tightly held together, and it takes a lot of concentration and hard work to keep up with the pace of the adults, breathe the fresh and cool air, raise the face, and let the morning breeze with light rain brush over the cheeks.

An easy-to-satisfy child, I really hope she can always be so carefree.

This kind of walking will not feel tired, just like the ebb and flow of the tide.

Watching the sky slowly fade its color, like the ink is being diluted continuously, the clouds are constantly changing shapes, occasionally revealing a gap of light blue sky, the misty drizzle turns into smoke, and the distant mountain tops are surrounded by clouds and mist.

On the way back, the two children were still in good spirits, and they didn't feel regretful that they didn't see Venus.

The sidewalk is being paved with new floor tiles, square, red, yellow, and blue. Grandma Yin has taken a fancy to that brick and is hesitant, wondering if she can get two of them to go home and pave the yard.

The worker squatting on the side of the road eating breakfast saw her intentions, "You take it."

Grandma was overjoyed, "Can you take it?"

The other party pointed to the pile of waste bricks in the corner, "Take it."

"Don't want money? To whom?"

"Money? Hey, I don't know."

"Then I took it? Go home and pave the yard."

"Take it fast!"

Grandma picked a few pieces that were considered complete, and the two children each took one piece.

"This brick is better than red bricks and blue bricks. Build an amusement park for the two of you."

The old lady picked up the brick and walked like flying.

Four colored floor tiles were laid in the center of the yard, where Chun Xin often ate with a big bowl.