Running children

I ate supper with my mother and birch around the table in the silver light. There are cartoons on TV.

"Mommy, I miss Daddy." Jia Hua sat in front of the table low eyes said.

"Don't think of him. Think of him as dead. He has no home at all." "My mother said loudly, holding the rice bowl.

"I really miss dad. I dreamed about him last night."

"Oh, don't talk about him any more, and eat at once!"

Soon my mother's tailor's shop reopened in the fair.

Luwan market as a whole square. There were seven or eight rows of selling stands on the open ground, with different lengths, including a market for clothes, a market for vegetables and a market for fruits. In the corner was a market for animals, where poultry and livestock such as chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs were traded. Along both sides of the road are high and low houses, forming a short street with hotels, appliance shops, barbershops, furniture shops, shroud wreaths and so on.

My mother's tailor's shop was at the end of the street, with a red sign over the door.

She seemed to have turned her hatred of her father into a love of tailoring. People in the village said that she cut more skillfully than before, even a scrap of material into her hands can be a popular handkerchief. She spends most of her time in the shop mending and making clothes. Sometimes she was too busy to take care of me and her family birch, so she asked Grandma Zhao to take care of us.

When the wheat was ripe, two fools came back from the city. He walked down the village lane with a lumpy sack on his back, and his feet seemed to be treading on clouds.

"Oh, two silly come back, see you happy to walk lightly. You don't know how tired you are carrying so many things." The villagers greeted him and said.

"This bag of mine is full of money. I've got all the money from the city bank in this bag."

"You brag!

"Trains are not pushed and cowhide is not blown. I've seen the world these months in town."

"Why didn't Xue Changshun come back?"

"He is busy building a wall at the construction site. He will come back in a few days."

"Hurry home, xiu Juan at home looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon waiting for you."

"How are my mom and Xiujuan?"

"Yes, they are. Xiujuan often walks around the village looking for you."

Jia Hua and I squatted beside the water pressure well to watch Grandma Zhao pickle salted eggs.

Grandma Zhao poured the clay into the clay pot, sprinkled two pieces of salt, ladled a ladle of well water, holding a wooden stick slowly stir, until the water and clay into a uniform and solid mud, then she gently put the round and smooth eggs into the mud, forcing them to take a bath.

"Grandma Zhao, I want to try." She picked up an egg from the bowl and carefully threw it into the pot.

"These eggs are preserved for ten days and become salted. They are delicious when cooked." Grandma Zhao said with a smile.

Xiujuan sat on a bench in the yard staring at several ants crawling on the ground. She often talks to herself, bursts into laughter and tears, and walks barefoot around the village looking for silly people.

Two silly carrying a woven bag walked to the door Shouting: "Mom, I'm back!"

Grandma Zhao quickly put down the egg and stood up, looking back at him grinning from ear to ear.

"Two silly, you come back good, these days I always miss you." Grandma Zhao turned her head and looked at her and said, "Show her, two silly come back!"

Show yun turned to look at two silly, giggle on his face. She got up quickly and ran over to him, holding his hand and looking him up and down, smiling.

He put the bag down and laughed as he picked her up. She giggled in his arms. Then he put her on the ground, looked at us and said, "It's good to be home!"

He looked much thinner than before, his eyes sunken, and his face seemed to have been whittled away by a sharp knife. The smile on his face was still pure and bright.

Opening his woven bag, he took out a flowered skirt and handed it to Xiujuan, saying, "This is for you. It will look good on you."

"Mom, I bought this dress for you." He took out a suit of summer clothes and handed it to Grandma Zhao.

"Oh, save some money. There are so many clothes in luwan market. I never run out of clothes. Look, this dress looks fancy. I could have worn it twenty years ago. Now I'm too old to wear it out." Grandma Zhao said with her mouth curled.

"Mom, you'll look twenty years younger."

"Oh, REALLY old, want to have grandchildren."

"Home tree, home birch, take it!" He took a box of bonbons out of his bag and threw it at us.

"Silly uncle, I like bonbons." Jia Hua said with a smile.

Two silly took a ladle of water from the tank and poured it into his mouth. He drinks like a buffalo.

"The well water at home is so sweet!" He smacked his lips. "The city is full of tall buildings and streets you can't count on your fingers. On two legs, I could go to all the fun places in three days and nights. But if you live in the city, you need money to eat, drink and scatter. Once I went shopping with Changshun after work on a heavy rain day. Even when I went to the toilet and urinated, someone charged me."

"Uncle Silly, what are some interesting places in town?" "The family birch asked.

"Wet markets, shopping malls, night markets... Too many to count."

"Do you still go to town?" I asked.

"I'll go as soon as THE wheat is harvested."

"You can take me to town, too."

"That is no good, you grow up to have the strength to go with me again, follow me to the construction site to carry bricks and mud."

The great Plain was like a gigantic plate of golden wheat fields. With the cuckoo singing, the villagers began to harvest the wheat with sickles in their hands.

That year two men came from out of town. They stopped in the village with a harvester. Wealthy families paid them to harvest wheat. The harvester, like a beast with teeth of iron and brass, rumbled and swallowed every row of wheat into its belly. He pulls out straw and bran from under him, and streams of clean grain from his rear.

"It'll be easier to cut wheat with this guy."

"I estimate that this reaper can harvest more than thirty mu of wheat in a day. He's better than ten men. With it, it seems that the wheat-farm, stone wheel and sickle will be laid off."

"The TV news often talks about scientific farming. I think science and technology are more important than strength. In the future, we can no longer work hard in farming. We must focus on science."

The villagers are watching the harvester in the wheat field.

"My family will use a harvester to harvest wheat this year." Two giggle said.

"You've been in town all these months, and now you're talking like a horse." "Said one villager.

"A month on a construction site can yield more than two acres of land. Cutting wheat in the sun on such a hot day is not very pleasant. It will save you trouble and trouble to spend some money." Two silly said with a grin.

"When are you coming back to town, fool? Now that you mention it, I want to do something in town."

"Just as soon as the wheat is cut. Come with me, and you'll find something to do at the site."

"I don't want to go to a construction site. I want to find a plot of land on the outskirts of the city where I can grow vegetables and sell them every day."

"Well, the vegetables in the city are more expensive than the pork we sell at the market."

"What are you talking about that's so expensive?"

"I've seen garlic ballads, lentils and broccoli cost more than pork at the market."

"You must be bragging that vegetables are more expensive than pork!"

"Believe it or not."

"If you say so, I will go to the city to sell vegetables."