Zhao Mo Xiu Mo

Since Sanwa started to go to school, Zhao Mo's busy life has become more fulfilling.Every morning, I go to sell pancakes and fruits, and then rush home to pick up Sanwa, send him to school, and then go back by myself.Evening is also the same, first pedaling the car to pick up Sanwa home from school, and then rushing to sell pancakes and fruits.

Elementary school starts at 08:30 in the morning, but Zhao Jun and the others have morning self-study every morning in the third grade of junior high school, and they must arrive at school at seven o'clock.Zhao Mo thought that Zhao Jun left too early, and felt that if he was to take Sanwa to school on the way in the morning, Sanwa would have to stand at the school gate by himself and wait for the school to open. Thinking about it, he felt pitiful for the child .

Not only in the morning, but also in the evening when elementary school and junior high school are out of school. Zhao Jun and the others don't finish school until almost six o'clock, and Sanwa has already finished school by then.Zhao Mo usually loves Sanwa the most, and he is reluctant to let him wait pitifully at the gate for half a day, so apart from letting Sanwa go to school with Zhao Jun at noon, he would rather make two extra trips by himself in the morning and evening. Going to pick up the third baby to school.

A small rattan car seat was also installed on the front beam of his pancake and fruit cart. Sanwa is small, and there is plenty of room for sitting in it with small arms and legs, and it will not block Zhao Mo's view.

Since Zhao Mo picks up Sanwa every day, and Sanwa is an eye-catching child, in less than half a month, Uncle Chen from the Second Elementary Guard, Teacher Liu from Sanwa's preschool class, and several others and Sanwa Parents of children in the same class who often come to pick up their children know Zhao Mo.Teacher Liu also praised Zhao Mo several times that Sanwa was sensible and smart, and she never cried or made trouble, but she didn't want to talk.

In fact, it doesn't take Teacher Liu to say that Zhao Mo can tell that Sanwa's handwriting in that little notebook is better than his handwriting. Apart from being a little limp because of lack of strength, I can't find any other faults.He also learned pinyin and arithmetic very well, and Zhao Mo couldn't pass him at all.

At the very beginning, Zhao Mo even used the time after dinner to help Sanwa with homework. Although he didn't have much education, he didn't even understand preschool knowledge.But after two or three days, Zhao Mo didn't think about teaching the third child anymore. The child learned the ninety-nine multiplication table on the stationery box by himself, and his calculation was faster than Zhao Mo's!

Busy days always go by very fast, half a month has passed in a blink of an eye.Autumn is here, the crops in the field are ripe, the leaves on the road are turning yellow, and the people who live on the fields should start to get busy.

Although most of the people in the area under the poplar trees do not cultivate the land, but rely on working and doing small businesses in the county street, but in autumn, they have to start to be busy in autumn like other places.What they are busy with is not the crops in the field, but the fruit trees on the Calabash Mountain.

Every family with a few acres of mountain land will plant a hundred or ten chestnut trees. In autumn, the chestnut trees are covered with thorn-like fruits. Beating chestnuts, picking chestnuts, and tidying up the chestnut tree field have become a family tree. Everyone is busy.

Zhao Mo's family also planted more than a hundred chestnut trees, and they can pick up [-] catties of chestnuts every year. When Zhao Jianquan was still alive, this was a big income for their family, let alone the whole family now. Zhao Mo is the only laborer in the family.

Zhao Mo had inquired with Aunt Fat two days ago, and according to Aunt Fat, after the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, he would be able to go chestnut-hunting in a few days.Fat Aunt’s family’s land on the mountain is next to that of Zhao Mo’s. Unlike Zhao Mo’s family, her family has an acre of arable land, so they plant more chestnut trees than Zhao Mo’s family. When picking chestnuts, she was even married. Liping, his daughter, will come back to help.

In a blink of an eye, August [-]th will arrive.Waking up early this morning, when Zhao Mo was tearing up the calendar paper, he was stunned for a while looking at the big red characters "Mid-Autumn Festival" on it.

It's Mid-Autumn Festival again!

Zhao Mo sighed, crumpled up the thin calendar paper and pinched it in the palm of his hand.August [-]th, the moon is full, people reunite, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is a family reunion, alas!

He looked back at the second brother and the third baby who were lying in a row on the kang and hadn't gotten up yet. The second brother was still sleeping on his back, and the third baby was still sleeping well. They all had a faint blush of deep sleep.

Looking at it like this, Zhao Mo suddenly felt that this is actually quite good, the family has no worries about food and clothing, and the two younger brothers are both healthy, obedient and sensible, what else can he ask for? !

As long as the three brothers can live together dependent on each other, and as long as they can support their second brother and third child well, Zhao Mo feels that no matter how hard he is, it's nothing to worry about.

On this day, the streets are filled with a festive atmosphere.Zhao Mo rode his bike to the entrance of No. [-] Middle School, and saw that many shops along the street were pasted with various Mid-Autumn decorations, and even the stalls at the entrance of the school were decorated with moon cakes.

Today junior high school and elementary school are on holiday, but senior high school only has a day off for senior one and senior two, and senior three students are still in class as usual.Although there are not as many people at the gate of No. [-] Middle School as usual, it is very lively. The students and pedestrians coming and going are much more lively because of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Seeing the exquisite mooncakes with packaging bags in their hands, Zhao Mo's heart skipped a beat, and a hesitant look appeared on his face.Finally, when he closed the stall and went home, he gritted his teeth, turned into a small store passing by, and bought two mooncakes in plastic bags for ten yuan.

These two mooncakes were not as big as his palm, and the packaging bag was pretty. Zhao Mo didn't dare to make big movements when holding it in his hand, for fear of damaging the delicate-looking packaging.

One of them is stuffed with jujube paste, Zhao Jun must eat jujube paste, the other is filled with peach jam, Zhao Mo thought that the fruit filling is sweet enough, Sanwa should eat it.He ordered a plastic grocery bag from the store owner, carefully put two mooncakes in it, and when he held it in his hand, the corners of his mouth turned up.

After buying for his two younger brothers, he weighed two catties of mooncakes in bulk, and there were seven or eight of them, all of which were filled with five kernels.This kind of moon cake doesn't even have a packaging bag outside, but it's a big taboo, and it's cheap and affordable, only [-] yuan per catty.

He put the two bags together, and put the bag containing the small mooncakes into the big bag so as not to be bumped.Finally, he hung the mooncake bag on the handlebar, stepped on the bike and pedaled home.

The dinner was not rich, but it was much better than what they usually eat.In addition to stewed cabbage with sliced ​​fatty meat, a plate of steamed eggplant, and Zhao Jun and Sanwa's favorite egg spread.

It may be that there are too many pancakes and fruits at ordinary times. Not only is Zhao Mo very skilled in cracking eggs, but even the egg pancakes are round, soft and hard, moderately soft and evenly thick, and the golden yellow color looks mouth-watering.

Sanwa is not picky eaters at all, usually he will eat whatever Zhao Mo gives him, and he is not coquettish, and never asks Zhao Mo for this or that.When some children see other children eating popsicles, candies or other snacks, they will ask their parents to eat them, but the third child does not, even if some children in the big class take the initiative to give them candies He didn't even look at it when he ate it.

This kind of Sanwa is like a different person when there are scrambled eggs, spread eggs, and stewed eggs on the dinner table at home. Zhao Jun has never been able to catch him with his chopsticks.Sometimes Zhao Mo hasn't given them whole eggs for a long time, and he will follow Zhao Mo intentionally or unintentionally, with a cold little look on the cartons containing the eggs at home, and those two big eyes are shining brightly. It's hard for Zhao Mo to ignore it.

Zhao Mo has always felt that Sanwa is too sensible, and he is both gratified and distressed, almost to the point of being responsive to him.Children only eat eggs, so he usually stays tighter, and tries to make eggs for the family in different ways every now and then.

Zhao Jun also complained in private, saying that the eldest brother is the third baby who is drowning. If the third baby wants the stars and the moon, the eldest brother must also find a way to pick it off?In fact, it's not Zhao Mo's fault. When Sanwa finally asked him for something, he was too happy, so how could he not do it!

After dinner, Zhao Mo cleared the dining table and the kitchen, and gave each of the two younger brothers a piece of mooncake for them to eat later.

Zhao Jun was standing on the kang spreading the quilt, and when he saw Zhao Mo's beautifully packaged mooncakes on the edge of the kang, his brows immediately frowned, and his voice was full of dissatisfaction: "This is expensive and not delicious, why buy it? !"

"I think everyone eats this, it looks pretty good." Zhao Mo put down the one filled with jujube paste, then took the one filled with fruit and stuffed it into Sanwa's little hand, "I thought you two have never eaten something like this, Just buy two for you to try."

Sanwa lowered her eyes to look at the mooncake in her hand, then continued to raise her eyes to stare at Zhao Mo. There was no emotion in her big black eyes, neither happy nor unhappy.

Zhao Mo has long been used to his appearance, so he naturally thought that Sanwa wanted to eat, so he got on the kang and sat down against the wall, hugged his small body into his arms, and gently rubbed his bulging cheeks with his palms. The little belly coaxed: "Brother rubbed your belly for you. I ate so much and I still haven't digested it. Save this mooncake for now and eat it later!"

After Zhao Jun spread the quilt, he handed the mooncake to Zhao Mo with a look of disgust, and said, "Brother, let me eat it for you, I won't eat it."

Zhao Mo, who lowered his head and concentrated on rubbing the third baby's stomach, raised his head, pointed his mouth at the plastic food bag in the corner of the kang, and said, "You eat yours, there is still in the bag over there." After thinking for a while, he added He said: "I don't like to eat jujube paste, I can't stand the taste."

Hearing what he said, Zhao Jun had no choice but to "oh", and went to Westinghouse with a small moon cake in his mouth.

Seeing him go out, Zhao Mo was about to tell him not to read too late when he heard a "hissing" in his ears.He looked down, and saw that the exquisite packaging bag of the moon cake in Sanwa's hand had been torn apart, and the original appearance could not be seen.

"Brother, eat." Sanwa held up a small mooncake as big as his palm, and brought it directly to Zhao Mo's mouth.

Zhao Mo grinned, and happily took a small bite from the side, chewing for a long time before he was willing to swallow it.Then he lowered his head, smacked Sanwa's little face, and narrowed his eyes with a smile: "It's delicious!"

The author has something to say: I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival~ Those who read the article will give away one of the three babies, and the girls who leave comments can also take one home silently~