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On the weekend, the sky is clear and the sun is shining. This is probably the happiest time in winter.
The winter in the countryside is colder than that in the city. The original green fields have also taken off their make-up in the north wind. On weekdays, the dogs in groups of three or four have also found a place to hide. On the country roads, a few people in twos and threes wrapped up their coats and hurried walk by.
The bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain is lush and lush, the bamboo is green and straight, the wind blows, and the forest is rustling, which not only reminds people of an ancient poem:
? Hold on to the green hills and not relax,
The root was originally in the broken rock,
? Remains strong even after thousands of blows,
Ren Er winds from east to west, from north to south.
Bamboo is worthy of being one of the three friends of Suihan and has a strong character.
Not far from the bamboo forest, there is a whole greenhouse in which organic strawberries are grown. This place is also the only lively place in the village every winter.
Together with several villagers, Tang Ping contracted the entire mountain to plant fruit trees, using technology to farm, and gained a lot. They also reclaimed the flat land in front of the mountain to grow strawberries. In such a cold weather, the greenhouse is warm, and the bright red organic strawberries are delicate and fragrant, making people salivate. There is an endless stream of city people picking here on weekends.
The sister-in-law held a farmhouse at home, renovated the house, and made boxes with seven or eight rooms apart, and recruited the old ladies and wives who stayed at home all day to work together, and the wages were paid daily.
Those aunts are working hard, and there are fewer gossips and shrews swearing in the village. Qu's father and Qu's mother will also go to the cousin's shop to help out when they are free, memorizing the menu to settle accounts.
?Green food, fresh air, away from stress, quiet and comfortable, make many city people envious of rural life, even in such a depressed season, they can't stop them from running to the countryside together on weekends.
During this period of time, the strawberries at my cousin¡¯s house were ripe, and the three maomaotou were arguing to eat the strawberries grown by my uncle. Dad Qu chatted with my cousin, and my cousin enthusiastically invited the children to come and play, and complained that my uncle would not let them eat. He took it as his own family, and made it so outlandish. So Jing Fang took them to eat and drink.
Ping prepared the food and was going to have lunch with Niang Jing. She was carrying the food box and was about to go out when Qu Ma stuffed a down jacket for her to take with her.
"It's almost Chinese New Year, I'll bring you a new New Year's dress for Aunt Jing."
"Mom, you are so kind! It's a pity that Aunt Jing doesn't remember you."
"As long as she is good, it doesn't matter if she remembers me or not."
"Mom, do you think Aunt Jing will be cured one day?"
"Silly boy, she is so carefree now, the only thing she does every day is think about her daughter, and wait for her to come home from vacation, isn't it good?"
There is a feeling that will never lose to time or distance in a lifetime, and that is the feeling of girlfriends. Just like mother and Aunt Jing, she and Jing Fang.
Ping found Aunt Jing in the garden, she was in a daze on the wooden chair. The golden sun shines on her through the leaves, and the breeze blows through the mat, stirring up some of her hair. She is so quiet and gentle today. I hope that for the rest of my life, life will be kind to this kind mother.
Ping put the down jacket on Aunt Jing's lap, and they hugged each other intimately and talked about themselves.
"It's a waste of money to buy things again. Mom still has a lot of clothes." Aunt Jing complained on her lips, but she was very happy in her heart. Her daughter is very filial.
"Aunt Qu gave this to you. She said you like this color very much, so she bought it for you. It's a New Year's gift." Ping stroked Aunt Jing's bangs on her forehead.
"Baby, why are your hands still as cold as when you were a child?" Aunt Jing grabbed Ping's hands and stuffed them under her armpits to keep warm. Ping scratched playfully, and Aunt Jing giggled.
Opening the food box, the dumplings inside were still warm, so Ping took them to Aunt Jing and let her smell them.
"Well, it's my favorite stuffed chives. It's so fragrant! My nose is going to be fragrant." Salivating like a child, I can't wait.
Ping picked up a piece of dumpling and stuffed it into Aunt Jing's mouth, expecting Aunt Jing's compliment all over her face.
"My baby's skills are getting better and better." Aunt Jing gave her a thumbs up.
"Aunt Qu made this for you. Aunt Qu is best at leek dumplings, because she said you like to eat this." Aunt Jing was happy, and so was Mom.
"Baby, you always mention Aunt Qu to your mother, who is she? Why is she so nice to us?"
"Aunt Qu is your good friend. She has always cared about you. Next time I will bring her to see you, okay?"
In the past, Aunt Jing's condition was unstable, and she fell ill several times in front of Qu's mother, chasing, beating and going crazy, which made Qu's mother dare not show her face for so many years, and sometimes accompanied Ping to see her, but alsoJust peeking from a distance.
Aunt Jing nodded obediently, as long as her daughter was right.
"Honey, you eat too."
The two of you sip each other, talking and laughing.
It was already noon after eating the dumplings, and Ping helped Aunt Jing to take a nap, with her head resting on the bedside, and told Aunt Jing about the school.
A few days ago, there was a performance in the school. She won the first prize, and the principal came on stage to present the award in person; the graduation thesis is almost finished, and the teacher is very satisfied; Very, the child's parents were very happy and gave her a raise
She has said these things over and over for many years, but Aunt Jing never tires of hearing them. Slowly she fell asleep, her face was full of pride and happiness
A pair of deep eyes outside the window have been watching them quietly from beginning to end, watching them laugh and making trouble. The scene in front of him was so familiar and warm, as if it took him back to ten years ago, he seemed to see the girl who was hugging her mother and acting coquettishly, smiling sweetly
It wasn't until both of them fell asleep that he gently put the box in his hand at the door and left without a sound.
Ping found this box when she went out, and when she opened it, it was full of Dove chocolates.
Who put it? Who knew that Aunt Jing liked to eat chocolate? Could it be that relative who has never met? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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