Da Song a knife

Chapter 5 Family
Second Aunt Xu shook her head: "No, you're too stingy. How do you eat that?"

Zhang Sijiu insisted: "It's delicious."

Second Aunt Xu didn't believe it: "What's so delicious about that thing? There's no meat and it still smells bad."

Seeing that Zhang Sijiu couldn't persuade her, he decided to take a roundabout way: "Second aunt buys meat and take me with you."

Previously there was only such a doll in the family, and Second Aunt Xu had two sons in a row, and her attitude towards Zhang Sijiu was much more gentle than her son's, and this matter was not difficult, so she agreed after a while.

It's just that cutting the meat has to go to the town.

To go to the town, you have to walk three miles.

Second Aunt Xu thought for a while: "Let's go early tomorrow morning, before the sun is too bright. Otherwise, it will be too hot."

Originally, she felt sorry for Zhang Sijiu, but Second Aunt Xu wanted to talk about taking a car, but buying a coffin for the funeral completely emptied her family, so she gritted her teeth and was still reluctant.

"En." Zhang Sijiu nodded, "My sister is hungry."

Second Aunt Xu looked at Zhang Sijiu's calm face, with those big, juicy, black grape-like eyes, but couldn't help but sighed softly, and rubbed Zhang Sijiu's head.

Seeing that she was not moving, Zhang Sijiu picked up a spoon to feed his sister rice soup.

The nutrition of rice soup is definitely not enough, but it can barely satisfy the hunger.

If you want to raise this little guy, you still have to realize the freedom to breastfeed.Not much, just eat for six months!
Zhang Sijiu quietly set a goal in his heart.

Second Aunt Xu looked at Zhang Sijiu's skillful and meticulous movements, her eyes became sore, and she turned her head away: Although Zhang's family was poor, Jiuniang was very favored before, but now she suddenly became more sensible and pretended not to be sad. She took the initiative to take up the responsibility of feeding the little sister—she was so cautious because she was afraid that she would not want to raise them!
Thinking of this, Second Aunt Xu immediately couldn't help but said: "Don't worry, Jiu Niang, Second Aunt will be your mother from now on. You are the same as Xiao Song and Xiao Bai."

Zhang Sijiu tilted his head, and looked at Second Aunt Xu suspiciously: Second Aunt has imagined something strange again, right?
But she's used to it.So he changed the topic directly: "Second Aunt, please give the little sister a name."

Second Aunt Xu opened her mouth and came, "Why don't you call me Shi Niang!"

Zhang Sijiu was really choked up by this name: Zhang Sishi?Is the name too casual and perfunctory?
Second Aunt Xu thought it was pretty good: "It's right behind you, so it's easy to remember."

Zhang Sijiu couldn't listen anymore, "Why don't you call it Sinan? I heard from Zhang Xiucai that there are stars in the sky called Sinan. Besides, there is something that can point the way, also called Sinan. It's a star again. It can also point out the direction and line up with me."

She even arranged a nickname: "The nickname is Little Pumpkin, I hope she can grow as well as the pumpkin we planted by the wall."

Summer is a great time for squash vines to flourish and produce fruit.

Aunt Xu was persuaded: "Okay, this name is cheap, and a cheap name is easy to support."

Zhang Sijiu: ...Forget it, as long as you are happy.

After feeding the little pumpkin and peeing her again, Second Aunt Xu took Zhang Sijiu to find Grandma Yang.

Mrs. Yang was a little overwhelmed with grief after going through all the blows, and after barely finishing the funeral, she was a little unable to cheer up, and now she is lying down to recuperate.

Seeing Second Aunt Xu leading Zhang Sijiu in, Yang still couldn't cheer up, half leaning against the head of the bed, motionless.

Second Aunt Xu smiled and said to Yang Shi: "Mother, Jiu Niang is done!"

Yang was taken aback for a moment, and then she became a little more energetic: "Jiu Niang is alright?"

They still tried calling Zhang Sijiu's soul these days, but it didn't work. Later, when they got busy with the funeral, Yang ignored Zhang Sijiu.

Seeing Zhang Sijiu suddenly now, Yang felt both guilty and sad, just opened his mouth, thinking of his son, his eyes turned red again.

Seeing the old man crying, Zhang Sijiu quickly said affirmatively: "Grandma, I'm fine. Don't cry."

The old man's eyes are not good in the first place, and if he cries a lot, the damage will worsen even faster.

Yang's tears fell even more fiercely.She reached out and hugged Zhang Sijiu in her arms, her voice trembling: "My miserable Jiuniang—"

Zhang Sijiu had no choice but to pat the old man on the back: "I'm not going to die, I'm not going to die, grandma, don't be sad. We still have a little pumpkin."

Speaking of pumpkins suddenly, Yang's attention was really distracted.

Mrs. Xu quickly said: "It's the girl left behind by my sister-in-law. Just now Jiu Niang said, why not call her a little pumpkin and a big name Si Nan. I think it sounds good. What do you think?"

Mrs. Yang thought for a while, and agreed: "Pumpkins are good, but pumpkins are cheap, so they are easy to feed. They are also food rations in times of famine! They are called pumpkins!"

Zhang Sijiu: Sure enough, it is not a family, so don't enter a family.It's such a unified way of looking at things.

Mrs. Xu said again that she was going to take Zhang Sijiu to the market early tomorrow morning, and continued to distract Mrs. Yang.

However, Mrs. Yang didn't agree with anything, saying that Zhang Sijiu was just right, but he didn't dare to go out, in case he was frightened again.

Now, even Mrs. Xu couldn't hold on anymore.

In the evening, the second uncle Zhang Xiaoshan, who went out to work, also knew about Zhang Sijiu's improvement, so he was rarely happy and relaxed.

After taking a bath at night, the couple was lying on the bed talking, Zhang Xiaoshan couldn't help but said: "These two girls, life is really hard."

Mrs. Xu also sighed: "Who said no? Especially the little pumpkin, even the parents have never seen it. However, I feel sorry for Jiuniang even more. You haven't seen Jiuniang like that today. She is very polite and considerate. , not childish at all. All of a sudden sensible makes people feel distressed."

Zhang Xiaoshan focused all his attention on the little pumpkin: "Little pumpkin? Why did you get such a name?"

Only then did Xu remember that she forgot to tell the man, so she learned what Zhang Sijiu said again.

After Zhang Xiaoshan listened, he also quite agreed: "Pumpkins are good, and a cheap name is easy to support!"

Seeing that he thought the same as her own, Xu was a little happy: "Really? I think so too. Jiuniang is really smart."

And Zhang Sijiu, who didn't even know that he was praised, was trying to build up his mind in the dark: children have no human rights, children have no human rights, you have to get used to it, you have to get used to it.

I don't know how long it took before Zhang Sijiu fell asleep.

But early the next morning, she knew that the whole night of psychological counseling was useless: she couldn't help feeling depressed when she saw Mrs. Xu walk out of the house with a basket in her arms to go to the county fair.

Zhang Sijiu, who has been independent since he was a child, is the first time he has tasted this feeling of having no right to speak--I really want to grow up quickly!

Zhang Sijiu turned around and entered the room, looked at the newborn little pumpkin, and felt comforted: Fortunately, he is already eight years old, and he is not dressed as a milk doll, which is already very good!

She poked Little Pumpkin's skinny face, and seeing that she was fast asleep, she grabbed the basket and went out to mow the grass—by the way, she got acquainted with the environment outside the house.

(End of this chapter)