The Sweet Little Fulang

Day by day passed quickly, and it was almost the twelfth lunar month.

On the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, Lu Gu soaked the beans the night before. Today is the Five Bean Festival, and he wants to eat five bean porridge, red beans, soybeans, chai beans, black beans, mung beans and five kinds of beans, plus yellow rice and peanuts to make porridge.

It is said that the twelfth lunar month is a good time to appreciate the snow, but this kind of leisure is mostly only available to wealthy families. For farmers, the most important thing is to have a full stomach first.

Early in the morning, when the sky was bright, Lu Gu was boiling water in the kitchen. After the water boiled, Shen Xuanqing and Shen Xuanqing scooped up the water to wash up, and put hot pancakes on the basket.

Shen Xuanqing had nothing to do, the weather was cold and even his exhaled breath was white, so he practiced boxing in the spacious area of ​​the courtyard.

This is what old Yangtou taught him before, and he also taught him a set of sword skills. They all say that poor people are rich in martial arts. Whether it is boxing or practicing swordsmanship, the action makes you hungry faster and eats a lot. Even rice and noodles can't satisfy your appetite. Feel full.

It's been two or three years since I started boxing, and my head is still a little rusty and stagnant, but it will be fine after practice. The weight, speed, and speed have their own rules.

Lu Gu heard the movement outside and looked out through the crack of the window, and saw Shen Xuanqing punching and practicing martial arts. He was surprised and thought it should be so. He had seen Shen Xuanqing shoot and hunt before, and he felt that he was different from ordinary men at that time. He really knew martial arts of.

Withdraw the strength and return the hand, and the practice of boxing is over.

Shen Xuanqing looked up and saw Lu Gu standing at the door of the kitchen, a smile immediately appeared on his expressionless face, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Practice boxing to keep fit, or I'll teach you to get up early and fight to keep you warm."

Lu Gu didn't expect that he was going to practice boxing just by watching for a while, his eyes were blinded, so he was dragged to the yard by Shen Xuanqing who was too busy to teach him.

"No, that's how you make a fist." Shen Xuanqing smiled while holding her smaller hand.

Lu Gu's punches are limp, and his feet are not stable, obviously he is not made for martial arts, and he is past the best age, but if he really practiced, his body might be better.

"How do you teach Gu Zi this?" Wei Lanxiang saw them boxing in the yard as soon as they left the room, and she felt a little disapproving. How could such a good pair of boys practice boxing like a rough guy.

As soon as Shen Xuanqing heard it, she said: "Mother, you can strengthen your body by boxing. If you don't move your body to warm up, why can't you practice? It's not a bad thing."

Wei Lanxiang still felt that it was inappropriate, so she glanced at her son and said, "It's always reasonable for you to talk too much."

Lu Gu has no idea, she knows it must be Shen Xuanqing's instigation, reading and reading is just a matter of course, that is a quiet and serious thing, how can anyone teach Fulang to punch and use a knife, this is something wild boys do, called The villagers seemed to be making jokes behind their backs.

Shen Xuanqing didn't say a word, living together was like this, she thought differently about some things, so she would inevitably be scolded a few times.

Seeing that Lu Gu was anxious, he looked at Wei Lanxiang helplessly, and said, "Mother, I didn't ask him to go out and compete with others, and teach him a few punches and kicks, but to move his hands and feet in the yard. It's warmer than stomping around."

Usually when scolded, Shen Xuanqing bowed her head and remained silent, but she would still do what was supposed to be done, it was uncontrollable.

Today, it was rare for him to explain softly, so Wei Lanxiang gave him another look, and said: "Well, don't go out to practice, just stay at home, it's not good for people to see."

Lu Gu was pushed down by Shen Xuanqing and couldn't escape, so he could only whisper: "Mother, the pancakes in the pot should be hot, and the water is also hot."

"Okay, you do your work first." Wei Lanxiang said, and went into the kitchen to scoop up water to wash up.

After she entered the kitchen, Shen Xuanqing whispered in Lu Gu's ear: "It's okay, it's not you who scolded me when mother scolded me, don't be afraid, practice your skills."

Warm breaths swept over the ear, and Shen Xuanqing's voice was pressed down, which was different from usual, low and deep, which made Lu Gu lower his eyes in a hurry, and let out a "huh" with red ears.

His ears were obviously red, Shen Xuanqing didn't care at first, seeing this, when there was no one else in the yard, he pinched Lu Gu's earlobe with his hands, it was soft, and the ears became even redder when he touched them, he couldn't help but smile.

In broad daylight, still in the yard, Lu Gu was very embarrassed by his pinching his ears like this. After hearing Shen Yan's voice, he stopped panicking and got up to push Shen Xuanqing's troubled hands away, blushing and shy Said: "You... I went to wash beans."

Shen Xuanqing stared behind him with a smile in his eyes, with his hands behind his back, and his face was quite serious, but he rubbed his fingertips lightly, as if he was still yearning for the touch of the earlobe.

The five-bean porridge at noon had soft and rotten beans, and Lu Gu added a few pieces of rock sugar to make it even sweeter.

I also practiced calligraphy in the morning, and the yard was covered with snow. After eating, I sat in my room to keep warm and work.

Lu Gu moved the kang table onto the bed, put a long pillow behind him and sat on the head of the bed, covered with a thin quilt, so he pulled the fox fur quilt to cover his legs, and Mrs. Tang also covered it inside.

The fox fur quilt was not too big, it was narrow and long, but even if Shen Xuanqing was sitting on the other side of the kang table, both of them could cover their legs and feet.

Lu Gu tied a carp double knot with red string and red thread, also known as the goldfish knot.

The ties and knots he made were big and small, with different shapes and colors. The country people don't usually make these decorations, but they are happy to wear a sachet on their bodies during the Chinese New Year.

"Sister-in-law and mother are also beating. There are so many, can they be used up?" Shen Xuanqing didn't know how to do this kind of work, and she was sitting by the side with her legs covered in fox fur.

"Sister-in-law said, there are too many things to hang on the branches of the trees during the Chinese New Year. The white snow and red knots and colorful zippers are so beautiful." Lu Gu raised his eyes and said seriously, and then said: "Leave fewer persimmon trees outside. Hang more jujube trees in the yard, it looks nice."

The small jujube tree was just dug from the third uncle's house and planted in the yard this year. It may be able to bear dates next year after it grows, but it is definitely not as many as the big jujube tree.

"That's right." Shen Xuanqing nodded, he actually wanted to say too much and stop calling, let Lu Gu talk to him, or do something else.

However, Lu Gu didn't understand this meaning, thinking that he was also included in the excitement of this year's Chinese New Year, he was even happy and nervous, and couldn't stop the work in hand.

Seeing that he was so busy, Shen Xuanqing hesitated to speak, finally sighed softly, stretched out her hand to cover the little Tang lady on the kang table, secretly adding to her troubles, and couldn't relax her brows for a long time.

The window was opened a slit to let the cold air in.

Shen Xuanqing got out of bed and closed the window, and the door was also closed. When she came back, she saw that the carp knot in Lu Gu's hand had been tied. .

Shuang'er's fair neck was far more delicate than the rough man's. He rubbed it, and then touched the earlobe again.

In fact, Lu Gu's neck wasn't that uncomfortable, just rub it twice, but Shen Xuanqing's palm was rough and warm, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he didn't stop it.

At this moment, the earlobe was pinched, and his face was flushed red. Before he could break free, Shen Xuanqing leaned over to kiss him again.

The fox fur was caressed by the palm of the hand, and it was rough but brought a very intimate sense of security.

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Once the five beans are over, it is the Laba Festival again in the blink of an eye. Yellow rice, white rice, walnut kernels, pine nuts, various beans, peanuts, red dates and hazelnuts, and even chestnuts are boiled into Laba porridge, which is richer than five bean porridge.

It was sunny today, and in the morning Lu Gu and Shen Yan smashed walnuts, peeled chestnuts and hazelnuts, and did not throw away the remaining shells.

When he came out of the kitchen after pouring, he saw Li Wanyun, who was wearing a man's clothes, come in with a bowl. Seeing him, he even pursed his lips and gave a very shallow smile, saying, "Guzi, is Aunt Lanxiang at home?"

Before he finished speaking, Wei Lanxiang poked his head out from the main room and said, "I'm here."

The day before yesterday when she went to visit the house, she passed by Zhang's house, and Mrs. Zhang joked with her when she saw her. At that time, she felt strange, and said a few words to Zhou Xiangjun, but no one in the village knew what happened to Li Wanyun.

But as long as the gray and lifeless anger on the face is gone, it will be a good thing. Neighbors and neighbors, who have nothing to do will hope that others will die.

"Auntie, I want to exchange some red dates with you to cook Laba porridge. There are only beans and peanuts in the house, so add some dates." Li Wanyun smiled a little shyly, but as long as people have lively eyebrows and eyes, they are happy even if they look plain.

Wei Lanxiang saw that there were two eggs in her bowl, not only red dates, but also a handful of walnut kernels and chestnuts. Their family got them from the mountains without spending any money. Li Wanyun was also willing to exchange eggs. Hens don't lay much eggs in winter, gold is precious, and she should give more things.

"Auntie, I'm going back first." Li Wanyun took the bowl, said it and left.

Because her family had a funeral and didn't like the old Mrs. Zhang, Wei Lanxiang didn't visit her house very often. Only now did she recognize that the clothes on her were like the winter clothes that Zhang Zhengzi had worn before. Clothes, who can wear them.

"Zhengzi's clothes, she finally remembered, otherwise it would be hard to wear such thin clothes." Wei Lanxiang and Lu Gu sighed.

It is good for country people to have food and clothing, women wearing their men's leftover clothes are not likely to attract gossip, besides, it's winter, Li Wanyun is also pitiful.

Li Wanyun was more or less aware of the sympathy and sympathy of others, but now she was no longer in embarrassment.

She returned home with the bowl, and the old Mrs. Zhang who used to call her back and forth huddled in her room and dared not speak.

Li Wanyun originally wanted to starve old Mrs. Zhang a few times, and let her taste that taste, but then thought, if Mrs. Zhang is old and frail and has a broken leg, if she can't stand the starvation to death, even if she wants to remarry, She also had to wait until the funeral was over, and with the relatives of the Zhang family watching, she had a hard time living alone, so she had to serve meals and tea with a cold eye.

Up to now, she no longer kneels at the door of Lao Zhang's room, and she doesn't even need to call her mother, she just leaves after eating, and doesn't care about anything else.

Outside the kitchen, Li Wanyun was busy alone, while in the room, the old Mrs. Zhang barely leaned on the head of the bed, her old eyes were cloudy, and her expression was listless and sleepy.

Li Wanyun tidied her up, even combed her hair, if a relative came over, as long as she had eyes, she would not say anything when she saw that Mrs. Zhang was clean and tidy.

Old Zhang's eyes were half closed, and he suddenly remembered that on the day Zhang Zhengzi got married, she was so handsome in red cloth.

Li Wanyun was chopping vegetables, which brought her back to her mind.

When she married Li Wanyun back then, she treated Li Wanyun well. Mother-in-law must set the rules, otherwise those little daughters-in-law would be lawless. Zhang Zhengzi once supported Li Wanyun. The daughter-in-law can't control it, and the son won't listen to him.

In addition, Li Wanyun's stomach hasn't moved since she got married. It's okay for half a year, and she can wait, but after a year, a year and a half, she still can't give birth to a son and a half daughter, so she is anxious and feels that she has been cheated. , Marry back a son who is barren.

All these things made her dislike Li Wanyun more and more, beating and scolding gradually became commonplace.

As for regrets, Old Zhang herself doesn't know, she sometimes even forgets about Zhang Zhengzi's death, and still calls out her son's name, but she knows that she is afraid of Li Wanyun, but she still can't figure out how she got to this point , sometimes subconsciously call Li Wanyun to serve her, and when she sees the coldness in the other party's eyes, she shrinks her head back, obediently, and dare not speak again.

In the past few days, she has become more and more depressed, as if living in a dream, illusory and muddled.

Old age and frailty are like this, if Li Wanyun hadn't been fed with food and thick quilts, and given decoctions, she would have gone underground to meet Zhang Zhengzi long ago.

Laba porridge is fragrant, and the second room of Shen's family is full of people, as are other families.

The Zhang family was cold, Li Wanyun sat alone in the main room eating porridge and vegetables, dressed warmly and well fed, she felt that she could get close to the bustle of the world.