I go to the ancient imperial examinations

Chapter 2 Match Peach
In the afternoon, the sun was no longer so vicious, and Boss Zhan, who had rested for more than half an hour, came out of the bedroom.

When he looked up, he saw his daughter, who was sitting on a small stool, holding an embroidery needle and a rag head to learn needlework, and Mr. Zhan's old-fashioned face softened a little.
"Father, you're up." Zhan Feiyu raised his head, and a big smile appeared on Bai Nen Baozi's face. Coupled with those big black and round eyes, he looked more aura than the little girls in the village.

Boss Zhan's broad and rough palm touched his daughter's head, "Don't tie your hands."

Perhaps because he has never had a son, Boss Zhan looks dull and serious, and can scare children to tears with a straight face.

Several children of Zhan's family, even Zhan Dalang, who looks superior after reading books, are a little afraid of his uncle, but Zhan Feiyu is not afraid, the father and daughter have a good relationship.

Mrs. Li handed the bamboo tube with rough tea on the table to Boss Zhan, glanced at the shining white sun outside the door, and couldn't help but exhort, "There's not much life in the field, take it easy, don't suffer from heat stroke."

The autumn harvest has passed. This year is a bumper harvest year. The rice is growing well, and every household's granary is full of grain. There will be no heavy work at this time, and there are only a few acres of vegetable fields left to take care of.

Getting used to working with the loess and the back to the sky, Boss Zhan took the bamboo tube and said, "I'm leaving."

Here, Boss Zhan walked away with a hoe on his back, Zhan Feiyu ran out with a whimper, and a crisp childish voice came into the house, "Mother, I'm going to pick peaches on the mountain."

"This girl." Li scolded with a smile and put away the small basket with needles and cloth heads.

When Zhan Feiyu reached the hillside behind the village, he could hear the noise of chattering in the distance.

Erniu saw Zhan Feiyu approaching with sharp eyes, and ran over with Sa Huan, the patch thread on his knees loosened, swaying in the wind, "Xiaoyu, come quickly, the peaches on this tree are all red."

Don't look at Zhan Feiyu as a little girl, but she has high prestige among these children.

On weekdays, a group of children are playing around. You chase me and run, but Zhan Feiyu is a storyteller. Today you are an officer and I am a bandit. Tomorrow you are the big tiger in the mountains, and I am the big wild wolf. The slapstick makes a group of children unable to stop because of role-playing.

"Xiaoyu, there are five peaches on the top of the tree that are red, how do you tell them to be divided?" Shan Wazi was sunburned like a black charcoal head, and after finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked up at the top of the tree, Erniu and several children followed. look up.

There are not enough peaches, everyone is greedy, if Zhan Feiyu doesn't come, it is estimated that a few naughty boys can fight.

Learning from a group of friends, Zhan Feiyu also raised his little head with double buns and looked at the top of the tree, and a crisp and soft childish voice sounded, "The three fastest runners take a peach, and the last two are cut in half. , the remaining four are divided."

Er Niu and Shan Wazi reacted quickly. Compared with the number of people, anyone could eat it, and it was also fun. The two skinny and dark children spit two saliva into the palms of their hands, and after rubbing them , climbed up the peach tree with a rub...

"I picked it up!"

"There's a red-mouthed one on the left."

"Er Niu, don't grab it, don't push Shan Wazi down."

Listening to the shouts of his friends under the tree, Zhan Feiyu lost his appetite when he thought of the drool-stained peach.

After a while, the race started at the gate of Zhan's courtyard, and the cries of six or seven bear children were enough to spread throughout the village.

"They are not afraid of the sun." The passing aunt smiled and shook her head.

Er Niu and Shan Wazi shouted and rushed forward, with three or four chasing them, only Zhan Feiyu followed slowly.

After Er Niu and Shan Wazi won by an absolute advantage, Zhan Feiyu also came, and a group of people rushed into the large yard of Zhan's house.

"Little fish, quickly divide the peaches."

"I want to drink water, and my throat is smoking."

There was an old well in the yard of Zhan's house. Er Niu was also eight years old. He picked up a wooden bucket and threw it down. After he lifted a small half bucket of water, the sweaty bear children came around, splashing all over the place. The peaches were also thrown into the bucket and washed.

"It's so noisy, Xiaoyu, you guys go out to play!" Zhan Dalang opened the window and scolded in dissatisfaction.

Zhan Dalang pretends to be a scholar, but looking at Erniu and the others who are all over the hills, Zhan Dalang's eyes are red with envy.
"Brother, we are in the competition, whoever wins will eat peaches." The crisp and cheerful voice sounded, and Zhan Feiyu turned around and showed a big smile.

"Xiaoyu, I'm the first, I'll pick first!" Erniu grabbed the biggest and reddest one and took a bite. With a squeak, the juice splashed, Erniu pouted, eating like a peach.

After Zhan Feiyu cut two peaches in the kitchen and took them out, Xiao Yao came out of the hall on the left.

Looking at a group of children holding peaches, Xiao Yao didn't say anything, but Saburo rushed out and stared at Zhan Feiyu's half peach, "Sister."

"Sanlang, that's from Xiaoyu, don't be greedy." Xiao Yaoshi pretended to scold his younger son.

Although the two children are the same age, Zhan Feiyu is small, short and plump, with black hair combed into small tugs, and paired with a pair of big round eyes, she is as tender as a milk doll.

Besides, the eldest brother and sister-in-law are the pillars of the Zhan family, so little Yao shi can't stare at half a peach with shallow eyelids. On the contrary, she is very kind to Zhan Feiyu, the eldest niece, at least she said it well.

"Well, here it is." Zhan Feiyu handed over the peach without being greedy.

Saburo grabbed the peach and stuffed it into his mouth. The speed was so fast that his fingernails slid across Zhan Feiyu's chubby hand, leaving two red marks in an instant.

"Xiaoyu, Saburo is two months younger than you, don't get used to him, this is what you won?" The smile on Xiao Yaoshi's face became a bit more real, and he couldn't hear it clearly in the room just now. It is six or seven children who are all mixed up with each other.

"Second Aunt, I won the fastest runner." Er Niu stretched out her firm little breasts, with peaches in her mouth, and almost drooled down when she spoke.

After listening to the whole process of eating peaches in the competition from Erniu and Shan Wazi, Xiao Yao's eyes flashed shrewdly, and the smile on his face with pockmarks and dark spots deepened a bit.

Zhan Feiyu drank a little water again, squatted by the wooden bucket to wash his hands, and glanced up at the second aunt. The plan was half successful.

It gets dark late in the summer. Usually, after dinner, the villagers like to come out to enjoy the coolness, either by the stream at the entrance of the village or under the big banyan tree in the middle of the village. Only tonight, the Shangzhan family did not come out after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks. .

"Mother, I think that Erlang and Saburo both want to study, but the family can't afford the training, and we can only send one to a private school in September, why don't we let the children compare, which one is more clever and go to school first, etc. Next year, we will go to the county to work as a part-time worker, and after earning money, the children of the family will be sent to private schools."

As soon as Xiao Yao said these words, the Zhan family who only got together at noon fell into deep thought.

The old man Zhan took two puffs of dry cigarettes and nodded in agreement, "That's a good idea."

They are the grandsons of the Zhan family, and it is the same for Erlang and Saburo who enter the private school, but old man Zhan doesn't want the second and third rooms to quarrel over this matter. The people in the village joked that the competition for admission was the fairest, and those who lost did not make a fuss.

(End of this chapter)