"Hahahaha, what a capitalist candy bar. Isn't that called capitalist sugar-coated cannonball..." The two brothers have good memories. They listen to the Chairman's quotations broadcast on the loudspeaker every day and have memorized many of them.
"No, no matter what it is, you ran away as soon as school was over and disappeared without a trace. You haven't been with us for how many days. How can you not be separated from the masses?" The little friend who was the leader of the shouting blushed and held his neck. He said, this is called losing the battle, and the momentum must be strong and sufficient.
"Yeah, what are you doing? Why don't you take us with you?" Others followed suit.
"What can we do? Just go home and look after my sister. How can I bring you with me?" Qu Hongjun actually wanted to say, 'Why should I bring you with me?', but he felt that it was not good to say this. Before speaking, he changed his words.
“What’s so good about my sister?!
“That’s right, it’s annoying to see Tian’er following behind me!
"My sister is a crybaby, soft and whining. I'm really afraid that one day she will flood our house..."
Among this group of friends, there are quite a few who have younger sisters, and they are full of resentment when they talk about it. Still looking at their sister, they wished they could hide far away.
"What do you know!" Qu Guoqing quit, "Our little boy is so good! He's white and soft, with a sweet fragrance. He doesn't like to cry or make trouble. As soon as he hears my When he made a sound, he turned his little head and smiled at me..."
"Yes, our little Jiaojiao is also good-looking, a hundred times prettier than those fat dolls in the New Year pictures!" Qu Hongjun nodded vigorously, and his praise was sincere. In his heart, Xiao Qu Ning is the best in the world. The first is better.
"What's your girl's name? How come she's so cute one moment and so cute the next?" A friend who came to Shuangqu Commune from afar didn't quite understand their local dialect. He didn't know, "Xiao Jiao Jiao" It has the same meaning as girl or girl, and is a word that represents a girl.
That’s right, the family hasn’t given the baby a name yet!
His words reminded Qu Hongjun, who raised his hand and patted his forehead, then dragged Qu Guoqing and ran home, leaving only one sentence to his friends: "Let's talk about it tomorrow, let's go back first !”
Friends: I never want to play with you two again! ! !
On the way, Qu Hongjun made his thoughts clear to Qu Guoqing, so as soon as they got home, the two of them began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find books. They looked through them carefully, trying to find suitable words to use in Guobao. on the name. They had a good plan, but the big problem before them was that they didn't know many words at all.
They had no choice but to ask for help from their eldest brother Qu Hongwei, who had just returned home from school.
Of course it is important to give the good boy a name, but Qu Hongwei still wanted to laugh for a while before saying, "Hahahahahaha, you two, what do you two think? You only know a few words now, and you just want to read Grandpa's Book!”
The two brothers silently shed tears of humiliation——
Wouldn’t it be great to just go to school for a few more years?
It was nothing special, but they just knew a few words. They could only stare at Qu Hongwei eagerly, listening to him talking about this word and mentioning that word, and they were extremely jealous.
"Sang, how about calling me Sang Sang?" Qu Hongwei asked.
"Oh, Qu Sang Sang, it sounds so unpleasant, no, no!" The two brothers immediately objected.
"How about calling it a star? A single spark can start a prairie fire, you know? Forget it, this star is the star of stars... How nice it sounds, Quxing, Quxing." The more Qu Hongwei shouted, the more satisfied he became.
"Then why not call it the moon? The moon's moon, Quyue sounds better!" Qu Hongjun felt that what he said was better.
"I think it's better to be called Qu Yang, the yang of the sun! When Guobao smiles, I feel warm in my heart!" Qu Guoqing had his own idea.
Anyway, the three of them refused to obey the other, and the more they fought, the louder they became, and in the end they attracted Qu Zhongdong. He directly knocked down the enthusiasm of the children. He said: "You three have a good idea. Who is your turn to name the good baby? You can only listen to me... and you." "
It was also Qu Zhongdong who had good eyesight and quick reaction. He changed his words before Yue Cuiyun came over and added his wife, otherwise he would be ruined.
"Then, you have to let me follow the staff, right?" Qu Changhu asked pitifully. You should know that he had almost torn through several books hidden in the house and was thinking about more than 20 names. He just kept I didn't pick the best one, and ended up getting cut off by my old man.
"...Okay." Qu Zhongdong agreed reluctantly. After he agreed, Qu Changhai and the others also climbed up the pole, gathered around and forced themselves to join the discussion.
When he said this, he couldn't stop the car, and he even missed dinner. In the end, it was Qu Zhongdong who made the final decision on Xiao Jiaojiao’s name, “Let’s call her Qu Ning, Ning Ning. I hope our little Jiaojiao will be safe and happy throughout her life, and live a stable and smooth life...”
This is their simplest hope and blessing.
After Xiaoman, the sky became hotter and hotter, and the thick quilt was completely useless. On a sunny day, Yue Cuiyun and his three daughters-in-law took advantage of noon to wash and dry the removed quilt cover and lining. After drying, they put the quilt core and the quilt core into the camphor wood box, just to wait for the next winter.
Everyone in the family also changed into thin clothes. Young people like Qu Changhai and others only wore vests with bare arms at noon. The coats they brought back were draped over their shoulders, so they were still sweating. Of course, Xiao Qu Ning didn't have to worry about not having new clothes to wear. Yue Cuiyun and the others specially made her a doudou and a small quilt with fine cotton cloth. There were many pieces of them, and there were many patterns embroidered on the small doudou, which looked very pretty.
As long as the weather is nice, Gu Xiaonian will always take her out and look here and there. Of course, more often than not, Qu Zhongdong would come over and take over as soon as she was carried out of the west wing, so tired that her arms were sore that she was reluctant to let go.
She likes to go out——
Several walls are covered with vines of loofah and Japanese melon. Large areas of bright green and dark green are spread out, and they are decorated with bright yellow and orange-yellow flowers. Some of them are wilted and covered with tender and thin flowers. The melon is on the head.
The leeks that have been cut over and over again are still fresh and tender, exuding a unique aroma. Whether they are cut into pieces and fried with eggs, or minced and mixed with fried dough sticks, river shrimps and eggs to make stuffing and make dumplings. The food is so delicious that it makes people lick their lips.
The tomato seedlings have grown so tall. They are leaning against the wooden pole. The thin branches are dotted with bunches of fruits. Some of them are already pink. They can be eaten now, but most of them will be sour. The two rows of peppers are also standing straight and full of energy. The fruits hanging on them look like an adult's thumb is thick, and they have long fallen down.
Bean seedlings have already climbed all over the shelf, and strings of beans hang down. The color is very fresh and tender, and even the area where the beans are wrapped is not very bulging. There is also a tree of honeysuckle, milky white and golden clustered together. The fragrance is neither strong nor light, but refreshing.
Xiao Quning likes to watch these, and at the same time she also likes to listen to her grandfather's stories. The leeks that came out of my grandfather’s mouth were the three-fresh dumplings that made my heart tremble. The eight-edge loofah turned into stuffed loofah. There were also Japanese melons, which were fried and eaten when they were young, salty and fresh, and steamed when they were old. , sweet and noodles...
She was so greedy that she drooled every time.
The twenty-seventh day of the fourth lunar month coincides with the school holiday, but the kids at home didn't go out to have fun. Just like every holiday, they decided through fistfights who would water the vegetable field, who would pick vegetables, who would wash vegetables...the most important thing was who would play in the yard with little Qu Ning in his arms. Young people like Qu Xuan and others don't have a share. The adults don't dare to ask them to hold her for fear of throwing little Qu Ning.
"Rock-paper-scissors!"
"Rock-scissors-rock!"
…
After a round of gestures, Qu Hongwei always wins. He was quite proud, and the little ones pouted their mouths, almost as big as oil cans.
"It's only nine o'clock. The sun will be strong soon, so I have to take my dear baby back to the house!" Qu Zhongdong bought a watch when he was working outside, and he still uses it now. He looked at the time and saw that it was now eight forty-five. Just in time, he asked the red guards to take care of him for a quarter of an hour.
But it wasn't actually a quarter of an hour. Before nine o'clock, Qu Yi came to the door panting on his bicycle, with sweat all over his forehead.
Qu Hongwei's heart skipped a beat. It's over. Here comes the kidnapper...
