She is no longer the best female match for period essays

Chapter 79 The First Sister of the 60s Art Troupe (18)

The children are young and have started rubbing their eyes after tossing around for so long.

But they still held on to their spirits, unwilling to close their eyes and sleep.

Xia Zhaoyun chuckled and lay on the bed sideways, and put a small quilt on them, "Don't worry, mom will watch over you until you wake up. At night, mom will make hand-rolled noodles for you to eat."

As she hummed softly, the children were overwhelmed by drowsiness and fell asleep obediently, but one of them grabbed the corner of her clothes and the other held her finger, for fear that she would leave.

The mother and son cuddled together and took a nap for a while. After getting up, she took the two children by bike, first went to the kindergarten to report, and made an appointment with the teacher to send the children tomorrow.

In order to let the child adapt as soon as possible, Xia Zhaoyun also stayed with the child in the kindergarten for an hour.

The mother and son went to the office building again, found He Qingran, and explained the matter again.

After He Qingran stuffed the two babies with toffee in a strange way, he put his arms around the other and praised them for being cute, cute and beautiful. He teased the two little ones until their eyes sparkled and their faces flushed.

"Ran Ran, don't stay in the dormitory anymore, live with the three of us, right?" Xia Zhaoyun propped her chin and looked at her teasing the child, and couldn't help but said: "In this way, we can fire ourselves, and we can still call you from time to time. The younger brother came to the house to improve the food."

"There is a lot of space at home, and there are many houses. Our third son is not familiar with the place, so he will be afraid..."

He Qingran glared at her, "I can accompany you now, but after I find someone, who will accompany you?"

"Let's take one step at a time," Xia Zhaoyun said with a smile on her fingers when she knew that her best friend had agreed, "When I first went out, I met some enthusiastic aunts who told me that there was a market in the village behind the factory. Homegrown stuff."

"They all want to buy a few chickens to raise in the yard or the vegetable field, and when they grow up, they will lay eggs to eat at home or exchange for some match money. Let's buy a few too, and buy some bamboo cages to put them horizontally, with a layer of tarpaulin and straw on top. Be a chicken coop."

"We have a self-made well in the yard, and some meat can be eaten for three or four days..."

"Buy some fish to make soup to nourish the child's body..."

He Qingran's saliva was flooded by her words, "Yunyun, stop talking, besides, I'm going to be hungry now!"

The food in the cafeteria is good, but eating it every day, even if the food made by the chef has a strong taste, it still makes people feel indescribably bland.

When it was time to get off work, He Qingran packed up his things, told the housekeeper, and Xia Zhaoyun and Xia Zhaoyun took a child back home.

After entering the door and parked the car, He Qingran walked around inside and out, and could only choke out a sentence: "I've made a lot of money!"

Xia Zhaoyun nodded with a serious expression, "So I will try my best to win glory for the factory. I will go to the market to buy things tomorrow. I will take the children to visit the graves of their parents and Yingxiong Huo the day after tomorrow. I will meet Yingxiong Huo's grandparents the day after tomorrow... ..."

He Qingran looked at the serious girlfriend and sighed: "I just hope you don't regret your decision now."

Since Xia Zhaoyun was twelve years old, she has taken over all the housework in the Song family, cleaning, washing clothes, mending, cooking, tending the palm-sized vegetable garden, etc., so at the moment she is doing things in an orderly manner without panicking.

Two and a half minutes of the vegetable plot is not too small, it can feed four or five adults.

May is the world of melons and fruits. There are uniform shelves in the vegetable field. There are emerald green cucumbers, loofahs, gourd-shaped hanging melons, huge winter melons, eggplants and beans that have been ripe for two months, and good varieties of muskmelons. , Croissant And Watermelon.

It's just that the croissants and watermelons are not yet ripe.

Of course, side dishes such as chives, peppers, coriander, and onions are indispensable, as well as common dishes such as tomatoes, carrots, and potatoes.

There's even a row of sunflowers in each vegetable garden...

In her small courtyard, Tong Yuxiang asked someone to find a few good varieties of fruit trees, such as pomegranate trees, peach trees, apple trees, grape vines, and a jujube tree, all of which were transplanted and could bear fruit this year. !

Now that they have made it easier for them, it is conceivable that Tong Yuxiang and the others have gritted their teeth towards Xia Zhaoyun.

Xia Zhaoyun gave He Qingran a basin and asked her to pick some cucumbers, carrots, shallots, peppers and coriander.She thought in her heart that the carrots should come out, the potatoes will be harvested next month, and then the green radishes will be planted, and they will be collected in August to be dried and pickled to make pickles.

She quite likes this kind of ordinary life with land, house, children, dreams, and plans.

Xia Zhaoyun's cooking skills are not bad, it's just a simple pan with shallots and lard, hand-rolled noodles are firm and smooth, fried eggs, carrots and cucumbers fried with soy sauce and shredded pork, served with a little red pepper, very salty and delicious .

After eating, the few people leaned on the backs of their chairs contentedly, and she kicked He Qingran, "Sister, go wash the pots and dishes!"

He Qingran frowned, got up resignedly, rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen.

Xia Zhaoyun took advantage of this time to take a shower and wipe her hair comfortably.

When the sky darkened, when the light bulb was turned on, the room was as bright as day, she couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, she just picked up another bargain, after all, it was Tong Yuxiang's wedding room for her son, and Director Huo paid for it out of his own pocket Money, the decoration here is the best and most comfortable.

Even the wattage of the light bulb is bigger than others!
The children surrounded He Qingran and listened to her dancing and dancing to tell the story of Journey to the West.

Xia Zhaoyun looked through the fabrics sent by the logistics one by one. The fabrics of different materials have two or three colors, and each piece is not too much, but it is enough for three mothers to make a suit.

She took out a pen and paper, sketched on it, and planned to make three sets of clothes for the two children, and then two sets of pajamas for each of the four members of the family.

After drawing the picture, she measured everyone's size again and started working quickly.

Xia Zhaoyun makes clothes very quickly, chalk outlines, scissors cut, and then take it to the sewing machine and walk around, the speed is so fast that He Qingran clucks his tongue.

She couldn't help but grieved and said: "Yunyun, why do you know everything? Why am I not a man, I can't have such an excellent wife and mother, and I will serve men in the future..."

Xia Zhaoyun pursed her lips and smiled: "You don't need the man you want to serve! However, Ran Ran, I think you can try to do some housework. You don't need to be proficient, at least you don't ask others when you use it."

He Qingran nodded, "Okay, Master Xiaoxia, please give me more advice in the future!"

As she said that, she bowed to Xia Zhaoyun in a dignified manner, causing the two children to follow suit, and the four of them immediately laughed together.

The next day, as soon as Xia Zhaoyun got up, the two little guys beside her rubbed their eyes and sat up.

The new clothes in the yard had dried and she changed them.

Xiao Ruyuan wears a sailor suit with a white top and blue shorts, while Xiao Ruyi wears a sailor skirt, both wearing azure blue fisherman hats and cloth bags of the same color.

They were so happy that they walked back and forth on the mirror inlaid in the closet, with their chests up and their heads up, saluting from time to time, their little faces filled with contented smiles, and they called their mother sweetly.

He Qingran, who was quarreled, scratched his hair, looked next to the door frame, looked at the children, then looked at Xia Zhaoyun, and suddenly leaned over to whisper to her in surprise: "Oh, Yunyun, don't say it, I just found out You look alike!"

"What kind of husband and wife look do you have, are you a mother and child portrait? Especially the fox eyes and muzzle, by the way, it's as stinky as a little peacock, it's more like it came out of the same mold."

Xia Zhaoyun nodded with a chuckle, and then sighed again: "I also found out yesterday, maybe this is fate."

In the morning, he drank the golden and thick millet porridge, ate eggs that were soft and chewy, and served with crispy and slightly spicy cucumber pickles. He Qingran accidentally stretched himself out on the chair again, satisfied and helpless.

The children also ate deliciously.

Send the children to the kindergarten. Although they are young, because their parents left early and spent half a year under the fence at the uncle's house, they are precocious, and they don't have the panic, fear and attachment to adults that children of the same age should have.

With slightly red eyes, they whispered over and over to confirm that Xia Zhaoyun would come to pick them up.

The more so, the more distressed Xia Zhaoyun and He Qingran were, they hugged for a while, stroked their heads, kissed their cheeks, and finally left under the impatient gaze of the teacher.

"Pfft," He Qingran laughed suddenly, "Yesterday I was worried that our novice mothers couldn't take care of them well, but we've only been together for a day, why do you feel like your own?"

Xia Zhaoyun also nodded with a smile, "In the final analysis, children are obedient and sensible, and they are little ghosts who know how to be loved by others!"

Behind the factory is a small market, which sells various agricultural products in units of production teams. They want to buy everything they see, restraint and restraint, and they also tie up two bicycles to the full.

With so many things placed in an empty home, it finally became popular.

When picking up the children, Xia Zhaoyun asked the teacher for a half-day leave, and got up early the next day to steam steamed buns, fried fish, croquettes, steamed chicken, and braised pork, and put them in food boxes one by one. A chopstick of bean paste, chopped green and red peppers, plus two pieces of soft and glutinous braised pork, sandwiched together into freshly steamed steamed buns, served with sour soup with meatballs.

A good day starts with breakfast!

She hung a food box and fruit on the handlebar of the bicycle. She stuffed a small bottle of Erguotou, a packet of peony cigarettes and a pair of gloves in her bag, and carried the two children to a nearby cemetery.

This is a barren mountain. Because the land is barren and there are many rocks, it has become a place for many units to resettle dead employees. Only an old man lives at the foot of the mountain and keeps a dog to patrol the mountain from time to time.

Seeing her bring the child, the old man just stuck his head and shouted: "Comrade cannot burn paper on the mountain..."

Xia Zhaoyun smiled and nodded in response, parked the car, carried her things in one hand, and led the child in the other.

Following the signs, she found the location of Zhaoyang Garment Factory, and then found Huo Tianhao's tombstone according to the year.

May has entered the summer, and weeds are overgrown, and tombstones stand coldly among them. Because April is Qingming, many tombstones have been cleaned up, and the vegetation is not too high.

But the grass next to Huo Tianhao's tombstone had already covered the inscription, so she found it after going back and forth two or three times.

Xia Zhaoyun's eyes were slightly moist, she put the things down, told the children not to move around, gave them some snacks, put on gloves and started to clean up.

The weeds are not easy to clean up. In addition to ordinary grasses, there are also some plants that are difficult to clean up, such as thorns, cockleburs, and ghost needles.

Even through the labor protection gloves, her hands were pricked from time to time, and it didn't take long for the gloves to be stained with blood.

Pursing her lips tightly, she thought that her life was already suffering enough, but Huo Tianhao was even more like a shooting star in the sky, shining only for a moment, and no one would remember him anymore.

The two elders of the Huo family, Director Huo, are thinking about him, but how sincere are they?

As long as they really miss him, they can't let him drown in the thorn bushes as if he was forgotten!
It took her an hour or so to clear a small circle around the tombstone.

She breathed out slightly, and took off the blood-stained gloves. The blood dried up and made the gloves stick to her fingers.

"Mom, there's blood," the two children sat obediently for an hour or so, and when they saw the blood on her hands, they stood up anxiously and yelled.

"It's okay," Xia Zhaoyun said with a smile, "there are many mosquitoes in the grass, and this is all the blood I slapped the mosquitoes."

She took out the kettle and unscrewed the lid, and asked the child to help her pour it little by little.

The wet gloves were easily pulled off from the hands, and there was no trace on the hands after washing, but the painful feeling still seemed to remain.

Only then did the two children laugh in relief.

Squeezing their faces, Xia Zhaoyun took out a handkerchief and dampened it with water, and wiped the tombstone clean.

Her plain fingers glanced at Huo Tianhao's name lightly, with a slight sadness in her eyes, while arranging food, she whispered in a voice that only she could hear:

"Comrade Huo Tianhao, I'm sorry, I used your name to seek a stable and happy life for myself."

"But I don't know how to protect myself other than this method..."

"A man can become the pillar of the organization, but he may not be a qualified husband and father. I can't afford to gamble in this new life. Therefore, I have to continue to borrow Comrade Huo Tianhao's name, and the time limit is still for a lifetime."

"But don't worry, I will never discredit you, on the contrary, I want to make myself better..."

"If there is an afterlife, I will definitely repay you with a grass ring!"

"I will visit you often in the future, this is my adopted child, Xiao Ruyi and Xiao Ruyi..."

She touched the heads of the two children, "Kowtow to your father Tianhao."

The two children knelt down obediently and called out to their father.

Xia Zhaoyun wove a garland out of the wild flowers she had just plucked, placed it in front of the tombstone, looked at it for a while, and then packed up her things and went to visit the graves of the parents of the two children.

After returning from the cemetery, Xia Zhaoyun postponed her plan to visit the Huo family and started preparing for the rematch with the golden microphone.

In the dormitory of the transport team of Chengnan Supply and Marketing Cooperative, Liu Mingkun found Huo Tianhao who had just taken a shower.

"Brother, are you running a short distance this time? Is there a round trip for three or four days? Is there any off work?"

Huo Tianhao lazily rolled his eyelids, "Can you pretend you didn't see me?"

"No, definitely not?" Liu Mingkun chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll cover for you this time, and I won't let those old men know you're back."

(End of this chapter)