reborn to run

Chapter 135

After the beginning of autumn, the days gradually shortened, the mornings were late, and the evenings were dark early.The villagers of Shuitang Village rushed to the big moon to threshing and harvesting rice in one go.

After all, Chunsheng and Guiping are men, and they work quickly.A large piece of rice yesterday is now packed into snakeskin bags.

Li Hongying's heart was full of sweetness, this rice harvested, there would definitely be no shortage of grain for the next year, and besides rations, she could still sell several loads.The last time Guixiang told her that she was pregnant, she had the illusion that she was about to become a grandmother, and Zhao Liang's family also agreed.

Guixiang is on holiday today, and she was supposed to go to the fields to help her and asked her little mother to stop her. She was so delicate in the first three months of pregnancy, so Guixiang had to help the family cook at home.Shan Fuman specially asked Guixiang to buy more meat, and when it was ready, he brought some back to his in-laws.

Back home, Chunsheng was still carrying Guixiang. Guixiang was supposed to sit in the back, but at night she sneezed. Chunsheng abruptly said that she had caught a cold, so he hugged her and sat on the big bar. Wrapped up, Gui Xiang had no choice but to wrap his arms around his waist from under the coat.

Tonight's moon is very round, cinnamon surrounds him and hums Teresa Teng's sweetness.

Chunsheng raised his eyebrows and looked at the person in his arms: "You're in such a good mood?"

"It's not too good, hey, I really want to eat millet fried candy." It's just that millet fried candy is available in Yushui!

"Really want to eat?" The two got close, and Gui Xiang could clearly hear the subtle vibrations in his chest when he spoke, and she couldn't help rubbing her head against her head, and said "um", anyway, she always played tricks on him. Okay, and she felt that the little monster in her stomach wanted to eat too.

Guixiang thought he was just talking, but she didn't expect this person to do it. The glutton was on his mind, and Guixiang kept urging him to put more sugar.

When the hot fried sugar came up, Gui Xiang stretched out his hand to eat it, and asked Chun Sheng to take it off. At this time, it couldn't be cut, and everything fell apart, and it didn't taste crisp.

He is also very familiar with the posture of cutting the fried candy, obviously he has done it many times, the gun looks good with both hands, and the candy is cut with precision, one cut, even the peanuts are neatly stacked with him The small quilt is average.

"That...is it true that all soldiers can do this..." Otherwise, this Fried Tang would look exactly like them.

Chunsheng was amused by her remarks: "Of course not!" He had just joined the army at that time, and he was taught by someone who had a good time with him in the cooking class. If she didn't like it, how could he learn...

As soon as the few days of vacation were over, Gui Ping packed his bags and went to school. He was cold-tempered, and the female students in the class didn't talk to him very much when they saw that he was from the countryside.But it made him feel a lot easier. Every night after self-study get out of class, he rushed to the dormitory.

Ma Xiaohong was afraid that he would call the classmates next to her, so she stopped calling him her teacher a long time ago.

The sophomore year ushered in the only class division. Guiping chose science, Xiaohong chose liberal arts, and the two naturally separated temporarily.It is popular in the class to exchange small gifts with each other as souvenirs. Gui Ping prepared a mahogany comb for Xiaohong. She didn't have long hair, but every time she took a nap, she always had a few hairs curled up.

Also, he has selfishness, he likes the way this girl wears her hair long.

What Ma Xiaohong gave him was a pot of red rhododendrons: "Keep it for me, the new class won't get the sun, remember to water it."

The spring vacation is coming to an end, but he still refuses to pack his things. Gui Xiang puts one in and he takes one out, which makes her angry and funny: "I'll be back at the end of the year..."

"There are still more than four months!"

"Captain Hou, you are acting like a child."

"I don't care, wife, you have to coax me." Guixiang didn't expect that what he said to coax him was to help him cut his hair.

She also cut this man's hair a long time ago, but at that time he washed his hair by himself, but today Guixiang helped him wash it, and after testing the water temperature, she put a towel in to soak in the water.The cold shampoo made her rub it into bubbles before applying it to the roots of his hair.The man squinted his eyes, as if he had eaten candy.

A large mirror was embedded in the dressing table that Shan Fuman made for her, and Gui Xiang helped him sit down before picking up the scissors and cutting them for him one by one.Guixiang doesn't know how to cut any fashionable hairstyles, but she still cuts her flat head very refreshingly.

He was so tall that the cinnamon could not reach the top of his head even when he was sitting upright, so he pressed his shoulder and said, "Commander Hou, you have to cooperate with the masses to work."

"How do you cooperate?" Gui Xiang's hand was suddenly asked to be held by him, "Is this so?" At that time, he wanted to hold the girl's hand like this.

Guixiang had asked for leave to see him off, but Chunsheng refused. He was really worried that she would go up and down from the provincial capital alone.Guixiang had no choice but to send him to Yushui's car.

It's just that two cars left in a row, but Chunsheng was still reluctant to let go.

"It's too late to catch the train."

Chunsheng took her into his arms and hugged her: "Wait for me at home, don't go to the field anymore." He didn't want to ask her to go to the commune, but a certain girl would not.

Gui Xiang smiled: "I know, let's go." The conductor looked at them several times.

The station is not far from the commune, and Gui Xiang turned back only when she saw that the car had gone far.Someone called her from far away, Guixiang raised her eyes and saw the acquaintance, and quickly called out: "Hello, Uncle Ma."

"I heard from Xiaohong that you are working as an accountant in the commune now?"

Gui Xiang smiled: "Yes, but it's only temporary."

The people in the public house are all radishes and pits. The old ones leave, and the new ones are the old descendants. Not everyone can hold the iron rice bowl. Ma Fuyuan understood, and nodded: "Young people, exercise more. Good. Intellectuals should not be rotten."

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I have time to go and play with Xiaohong." Among her many female classmates, only Guixiang is the most responsible.

"I must go. How is uncle recently?" She saw that he had lost a lot of weight.

Ma Fuyuan smiled: "I always cough intermittently, and there is nothing wrong with checking it. I just said to rest more."

"Then uncle, you should listen to the doctor more, the body is the capital of the revolution."

"I'm afraid I won't be free for a while. Our Yushui is going to fully implement the production contract system, and the superiors are pulling me around. It's just that everything is new, and we are walking by the stones. The productivity has increased, which is extra. The crops should have a good place to go."

Ma Fuyuan was still in a good mood when he said this, Gui Xiang guessed that he already had a plan in mind, and nodded with a smile.

(End of this chapter)