Play Nice

Chapter 465 465: It is good to have a daughter (one more)
In July, the flowers under the chives, in August the lotus under the lotus.

In the afternoon, Uncle Hua's house was digging lotus root, and everyone in the village went to help.It's past six o'clock, the sun is still on the west mountain, the sky is used as a canvas, and the clouds are covered for painting.

The female students who came back from school parked their bicycles on the side of the road, walked to the ridge, and quietly pushed aside the lotus leaves.

"There, did you see it?"

"My grass, it's really Jing Zhao!"

The two little girls are both junior high school students, one is from Jingjia Village and the other is from Houzaozhuang.

Jing Rongrong from Jingjia Village said that a well-known photographer had come to their village, and that photographer was a fellow from her hometown. Hou Ziyu of Houzaozhuang did not believe it.

No, Jing Rongrong brought Hou Ziyu over.

Among a group of middle-aged uncles who were digging lotus roots, they "mixed" into a Jing Zhao, who stood out from the crowd.

Hou Ziyu took out his mobile phone and wanted to take a few high-definition photos.

Jing Rongrong immediately blocked it with her hand: "Can't shoot."

"I'll take a picture."

"No, you will definitely post on Weibo, you can't take a picture." Jing Rongrong heard from her grandmother that Jing Zhao came to the countryside to hold a funeral, and the fifth uncle, the village chief, went from house to house and asked him not to take other people's sad things. article.

The village chief also said that the road leading from the entrance of the village to Xiulifeng was built by Jing Zhao with money.

Hou Ziyu pointed to the sky with four fingers: "I swear, I will not post on Weibo."

"Who swore last month not to lose ten pounds and not drink milk tea?"

Hou Ziyu, who was holding milk tea in her hand, snorted, "Stingy." If you don't want to take pictures, don't take pictures. She put away her phone and said, "Rongrong, why is Teacher Jing Zhao coming to the country? Photography or building a hometown?"

Jing Rongrong said nonsense without changing her face: "Didn't you see it? Teacher Jing came to the countryside to dig lotus roots."

The two girls stood on the ridge and looked at it from a distance.

Burning lotus flowers, the pavilions emerge from the water, there are three or two small boats, carrying new lotus flowers, a few lotus flowers emerge from the lotus leaf bushes, someone is standing in the middle of the water, I don’t know if it is a flower lining a person or a person lining the flower, from a distance it looks like It's a picture.

Jing Zhao bent down and was washing lotus roots, looking back at the shore against the red clouds.

Jing Rongrong's heart trembled, and she pulled Hou Ziyu out of the lotus leaf bush: "He's come over, hurry up and hurry up!"

Hou Ziyu turned back reluctantly: "You look so handsome in water pants, I want to be his concubine."

"Dream you."

Hou Ziyu laughed.

Isn't fourteen or fifteen the age to dream?Every girl in the dream is a budding flower.

"Jing Zhao."

Jing Zhao pushed aside the lotus leaf and responded.

Uncle Hua said, "It's almost there, let's go back."

"Ah."

Three boats, full of loads.

Lotus roots are the freshest and tenderest at this time of year and can be sold at a very good price.

Jing Zhao washed his hands and went ashore.

Aunt Hua picked out some good-colored lotus roots, put them in a bamboo basket, and put a bag of lotus seeds: "Take this one back."

There were still mud spots on Jing Zhao's face, he didn't care, and he didn't wipe it: "I can't eat so much."

"You give some to the fifth uncle's house, and you bring the rest back to the city." Aunt Hua weighed the bamboo basket, which was only a dozen or twenty pounds. "The lotus root can be stored for a while after the lotus root has been drained. , if the lotus seeds are not finished, they can be dried in the sun."

Jing Zhao took the bamboo basket.

Jing Sihai, who was digging lotus root together, came to the shore, and Aunt Hua also gave him a basket. He was not polite and just carried it on his back.

"Yueyue, go home."

Yueyue is an old woman from Jing Sihai, who just went to kindergarten in the first half of the year.

She was wearing a lotus leaf skirt that her neighbor's sister helped her "make". She wore the same lotus leaf trim on her shoulders and head. It was a lotus leaf that twisted the inner one. As long as the outer edge was around, Then put on a "chain" made of sweet potato vines, and a long one hangs down on both sides of the forehead.

Yueyue sat on a lotus leaf, weaving a new "chain" from left to right, her tender little arms were already sunburned: "Dad, help me put it on."

Jing Sihai is an old man, how can he understand children's love for beauty: "What is this?"

"necklace."

She also wears sweet potato vine earrings.

Jing Sihai helped her put the sweet potato vine around her neck. When she bent over, her knees rubbed against the ruffled skirt on Yueyue's waist.

The lotus leaf is easy to break, and the skirt is scrapped instantly.

Yueyue's face wrinkled: "Dad, you broke my skirt."

Jing Sihai knotted the skin of the sweet potato vine: "Wait, Dad will give you a better-looking one."

He went to the field again, picked the greenest and roundest lotus leaf, and made a dress for his daughter.

Having a daughter is good.

Jing Zhao smiled and went home.

People from Jingjia Village came and went on the road. Wang Huizhen, who was fetching water for the vegetable garden, met Liu Caimei, who was riding an electric car.

Wang Huizhen raised her voice and asked Liu Caimei, "Where are you going?"

"Go to town to help my daughter get the courier."

"When you come back, come to my house to get the winter melon."

"I'll go later."

Winter melons are big enough to open one melon to eat half a village.

The electric car has been ridden away, and Wang Huizhen is still carrying water.

In front of Wang Huizhen's house is Jingguiyuan's house, and Jing Sihai leads Yueyue to pass by Jingguiyuan's house.

Jing Guiyuan asked, "Are you coming to play cards at night?"

Jing Sihai waved his hand: "I won't come, I've lost several games in a row, and I'll take a few days off to move around."

Yueyue was wearing a lotus leaf skirt and earrings and necklaces of sweet potato vines. She was led by Jing Sihai and happily walked from the beginning of the village to the end of the village.

There are several families at the end of the village.

The village head's house is adjacent to the bungalow where Jing Zhao lives. The village head is the fifth oldest in the family. People in the village are used to calling him fifth uncle.

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　　Two more soon
　　
　
(End of this chapter)