The rolling thunder at least gave Yang and her daughter some relief. It took a long time for the three of them to run into the door, and then big raindrops fell.
"Hey, it rains like this every Chinese Valentine's Day." Yang sighed as she wiped the rain off her little daughter's body and head, "That's right, the Weaver Girl only gets to see her husband once a year, so naturally she has to cry a lot. "
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "Mom, tomorrow is the Chinese Valentine's Day."
Yang seemed to be stunned for a moment: "Maybe... I miss you so much?"
Fortunately, everyone has gone home. The only worry is that there will be a few pots and pans in the kitchen and main room tonight.
"Don't worry," Su Guangfu comforted his wife and children. "We'll hire someone to repair the roof in a few days, and it won't leak like this."
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, the two children who were usually snoozing woke up extra early uncharacteristically. Su Qingluan was still changing clothes in the room when she heard the chatter of her younger siblings in the yard.
Su Qingluan changed into her undershirt, covered half of her arms, walked out of the room and looked at the sky: Although the sky was not clear and clear today, there were layers of white clouds in the sky, but at least it wasn't raining anymore.
"There is no curfew in the county today," Ms. Yang said with a smile, "We will go to the county after noon, and we won't have a stall today." As she said that, she poured a basin of washing water under the eaves and planted carrots and onions. The ground above his head.
Since the Su family ate carrots and onions several times later, there were already more than a dozen clumps of plants planted here.
At this time, some of the plants had grown into green seedlings that were more than a foot long, and some had just sprouted a little green tips.
But in short, it is lush and growing happily.
Su Qingluan also had this intention.
The rain last night was so fierce that Su Qingluan felt as if someone had placed an invisible huge iron bucket on the roof and it was falling down.
The violent rain made her almost doubt whether the Su family's small farmyard made of loess tiles could withstand such a violent storm.
Now it was obvious that her worries were unfounded.
Su Xuanhe was still a little bit upset about the fact that his robe was moon-white and the goose-yellow piece of fabric belonged to his sister. When he saw his sister wearing clothes to show off to her father, mother and sister, he muttered sadly to the side.唔.
But this time the little girl said to Su Xuanhe: "Brother, don't worry, if there is goose-yellow cloth next time, I will definitely give it to you!"
After saying that, she turned around and ran to Su Qingluan, sighing like a little adult: "Brother lost two teeth and is in a bad mood. I have to be more humble."
Su Qingluan was amused by her serious look: "Does Xueyan know what 'humility' means?"
The little girl tilted her head and thought for a while: "Probably, if brother and I both want the same thing, if I don't go and grab it, it would be humility, right?"
This little girl was right!
Su Qingluan couldn't help but pinch the girl's smooth cheek: "My Xueyan is so smart!"
Since he didn't leave the stall in the morning, Su Qingluan walked into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
However, after entering, Su Qingluan found that Yang had already lit a fire and started preparing for the morning meal. Seeing Su Qingluan come in, he quickly pushed her out: "Hey, it's easy to change into new clothes today, so stop being busy and go to Wan Noodles to play with the two of them!"
"But……"
"It's nothing, but it's a no-no," Ms. Yang couldn't help but say, "My mother-in-law said you should go and play, so go and play."
Today's breakfast is sorghum rice porridge, two plates of vegetables blanched and cold-salted with salt, boiled eggs and "potatoes" that Yang steamed in the morning.
At first, Su Qingluan heard that there were steamed "potatoes" today, but she was happy for a while: Are there sweet potatoes and potatoes in this era?
As a result, Yang took it over and saw that it was yam.
However, yam is also very good. Although eating too much will make your mouth numb, it tastes soft and waxy. Su Qingluan thought that if he went to town to buy ribs, he could use the yam to stew soup. It would taste better than eating it dry. I don’t know how delicious it is.
After the morning meal, just after Chen time and still some time before noon, Su Qingluan simply carried the wooden table over and let the two children learn to write.
In order to prevent the two children from soiling the new clothes they just put on today, Su Qingluan put an old coat on each of them, and he also took off his white half-arm and put on an old coat. old clothes.
She was also free today. After assigning tasks to her younger brothers and sisters, she took out a few pieces of paper and started grinding the ink strips herself.
Because the two children were a little young, Su Qingluan was worried that the ink they polished by themselves would be uneven in color or not usable at all, so he asked them to use ink.
Therefore, this was the first time for the two children to see such a thing as "ink strips".
"Sister, what is this? It's so beautiful!" Su Xueyan exclaimed as she looked at the picture of "Red Plum Blossoms and Snow" drawn with gold powder on the ink strip.
"This is called an ink stick," Su Qingluan raised her wrist and slowly drew a circle with even force, "Pour some water on the inkstone, grind it evenly with the ink stick, and wait until the water gradually becomes viscous, indicating that this The ink is now ground."
After saying that, she took a piece of rice paper that she had just cut, and then took a langhao pen that was as thick and thin as chopsticks, and started to write when it was dipped in ink.
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive..."
That's right, what she memorized was not the "Thousand Character Essay" written by Zhou Xingsi in the Southern and Northern Dynasties.
Speaking of which, she had no intention of writing any "enlightenment textbooks" for her younger brother and younger sister - after all, she could go to her master to teach her children how to read.
According to the original plan, the Su family's financial conditions are now able to support Su Xuanhe's enrollment in school. When the weather turned cold last autumn, Su Qingluan thought about asking Mr. Xu what Master Zhou's selection criteria were and whether his silly brother could enroll in school.
But after I mentioned this matter to my parents last night, this kid overheard it. The original curiosity about "enrolling in a private school and studying with children of similar age" was completely replaced by the matter of "changing teeth".
Classmate Su Xiaoer said that before his two front teeth grew in, he would never go to a book school and be laughed at by other peers!
Although Su Qingluan believed that his younger brother only reacted so strongly because his teeth had just changed in the past two days, he would get used to it in a few days.
But she also wants to prevent another situation from happening - what if this kid really doesn't go to school until his teeth are replaced?
It takes at least a year and a half for teeth to change. Su Xuanhe is seven years old this year. If he waits another one or two years to enter school, I am afraid it will be a bit late.
In order to prevent his younger brother from refusing to go to school and becoming illiterate, Su Qingluan thought that he should at least teach his younger brother some commonly used words.
As for my sister...
"Sister, these two are 'sun' and 'moon'!"
"This is 'Jade'!"
"The word is pronounced 'fire'!"
Look, look, Su Qingluan glanced at Su Xuanhe who could only stare blankly with some disgust: This little girl is only three years old, but she already knows several words!
Much better than some elder brothers!
