Rebirth 1983

Chapter 84 Daily Life
Chenjiaao.

The sun in the morning is not very dazzling, but I can't stand it after staying in the sun for a long time.

Although summer has passed and autumn has arrived, Qiuhu is still terribly hot. Several places to enjoy the cool air in Chenjia'ao are full of people.

They held cattail fans made of palmetto leaves, sat around in some shady places, and talked about interesting stories and gossip.

afternoon.

There was a sudden thunderstorm, followed by a gust of wind, blowing from a distance.

In an instant, the sky was pitch black, and black clouds overwhelmed the city.

The torrential rain poured down from the sky, and the torrential rain from all directions enveloped the entire Chenjia'ao. Those who were enjoying the cool ran home quickly and wiped their bodies with dry towels.

Chen Song's home.

Although the furniture is fully furnished, there are few electrical appliances, and although the decoration has an old-fashioned style, it is still a bit plain.

Xiao Yaoyao was sitting on a small rattan chair, shaking her head and shaking her two pigtails. On the small table in front of her, there was a first-grade Chinese book spread out.

"Lesson [-]: Spring. The snow melts, the seeds sprout, the fruit trees bloom. We come to the creek, we come to the fields, we come to the hills, and we find spring."

Chen Song is teaching Xiao Yaotiao to read texts. The Chinese books for the first grade are no longer necessary. They have started to use colorful illustrations and short texts with pinyin annotations, which aroused many students' interest.

While following Chen Song's reading, the little girl looked at the Chinese book in front of her with a serious expression on her face.

The sound of reading the text inside the house, coupled with the sound of heavy rain outside the house, the mixed sound is full of special charm.

Wang Yao leaned against the kitchen door of Chen Song's house, watching Chen Song patiently educating her daughter, the smile on the corner of her mouth could not be hidden, and the warm feeling in her heart fascinated her.

Taking advantage of this free time, he simply took a good rest, and Chen Song invited Wang Yao and Xiao Yaoyao to play at home.

Since what happened last time, Chen Song didn't care about other people's opinions even more. In addition, he suppressed his parents with the word ten thousand yuan. When he cared about Wang Yao, the orphan and widow, he hardly concealed it, although he didn't hide it much before.

Not only as a lifesaver, but also as a long-term partner.

Coupled with the vague and ambiguous atmosphere between Chen Song and Wang Yao, Chen Song doesn't know what he is thinking about dealing with Wang Yao now, but there is no doubt that he will take care of them with all his heart and prevent them from being bullied.

The little girl's temperament changed quickly, and she had long forgotten about the quarrel between grandma and aunt and mother a few days ago. When she found out that she was going to play at Uncle Chen Song's house, she was very happy, but when she finally found out that Uncle Chen Song taught her to read the text, she was obviously not very happy. Her face was full of seriousness and helplessness, which made people laugh.

Although the little girl doesn't really like reading texts while thinking about playing, her intelligence is really surprising.

Although she is young, she has already memorized many texts and ancient poems, which amazed the teachers at the school. Principal Yang also came to chat with Wang Yao about the little girl's education, and said that the little girl might be able to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University in the future.

"Little Yaoyao, can you recite this ancient poem? Uncle read the last line, can you take the next line?"

Chen Song cleared his throat, and pretended to spread out the book in his hand.

This book was given to the little girl by Principal Yang. It is a collection of [-] Tang poems and Song Ci poems. The style is relatively old, but it is well preserved. It should be in Principal Yang's collection.

The little girl is quite interested in ancient poetry, so she babbled about poetry all day, shaking her head like a little old man and a young master.

"Well, uncle, come quickly, I'm ready."

The little girl clapped her palms and sat down quickly, with a tight face, rubbing the corners of her clothes with her hands, looking at Chen Song's face nervously, although she was a little uneasy, she was still full of confidence.

"The moon is shining brightly in front of the bed, it is suspected to be frost on the ground. What is the next sentence?"

Chen Song waved his hand, opened the first page, and read the poems on it.

"I know, I know, I know how to do this, looking up at the bright moon, looking down at my hometown..."

The little girl stood up, clapped her hands excitedly, trotted around Chen Song, said the second half of the poem, and when she finished speaking, she ran in front of Chen Song and threw herself into Chen Song's arms.

"Uncle, am I right?"

Little Yaotiao's big eyes blinked cutely, and she raised her head to look at Chen Song, with an expression on her face that I was right, come and praise me.

"you are awesome!"

Chen Song couldn't help kissing the little girl's pretty face, which made the little girl dissatisfied.

"Dirty, no, it's all saliva."

The little girl pursed her mouth in disgust, buried her face in Chen Song's clothes, rubbed her face vigorously, and wiped the saliva from her face on Chen Song's clothes.

"Hey!" After wiping her face, the little girl raised her head and smirked at Chen Song.

The two quarreled for a while, and the laughter never stopped.

outside the house.

The rain came and went quickly. It stopped after only an hour, but the amount of rain was not small, and the surrounding rivers swelled a lot.

Seeing that the rain had stopped outside, the little girl hurried to the door of the house, stretched out her hand to feel it, and then smiled: "Uncle, the rain has stopped, let's go out and play."

Just as the little girl was about to run out, Wang Yao immediately picked her up and slapped her little butt pretendingly.

Wang Yao said to her: "It has just rained outside, and the ground is muddy and slippery. Be careful not to fall, so don't go out. Just read the text here with your uncle."

Wang Yao's words made the little girl snort softly, struggled to get out of her mother's arms, jumped off the ground and ran around all kinds of furniture in the house, avoiding Wang Yao's hot pursuit.

"Okay, okay, let her play."

Chen Song stopped Wang Yao and shook his head slightly at her.

The little girl was still silent a few months ago, with a somewhat dull temper. She would only follow behind the children in the village, and would only cry and not know how to resist when she was bullied.

Ever since Chen Song appeared by his side, he became more cheerful and talked more.

In addition, she has earned a lot of money in the past few months, and the little girl's standard of food has also improved a lot. Not only can she eat meat frequently, but she also has an egg every day. She has changed from a white and thin little pudding with boring hair to a white and fat little cutie.

In the meantime, she grabbed Chen Song's pair of big rain boots, put them on carefully, then walked slowly step by step, and walked to the yard, happily stepped on the small water well, and then the water splashed all over her body.

Now, Chen Song had no way to open up for her, so he had no choice but to silently move the foot blocking the door, watching Wang Yao casually grab a firewood at the door, shouting angrily, wanting to beat up this naughty little girl.

"Stop, make yourself so dirty, and see if I won't hit you!" Wang Yao put her hands on her hips, and she hid the firewood behind her. Seeing her panting, she was obviously very angry.

"I don't want it, you will definitely hit me!" After the little girl finished speaking, she turned her head and ran away, but she was wearing Chen Song's big rain boots, and she was obviously not fast, so she was soon approached by Wang Yao.

The little girl was also smart, knowing that she couldn't run away like this, she ran directly towards Chen Song, threw herself into Chen Song's arms, buried her head in her chest, and couldn't come out.

"Come down for me, don't think that there is lawlessness relying on someone's backing!"

Holding a piece of firewood in her hand, Wang Yao pointed at the little girl and scolded her.

"Slightly slight!" The little girl turned her head and stuck out her tongue at Wang Yao making a face, then buried her head in Chen Song's arms.

"Okay, okay, hahaha!"

Chen Song was angry with the two mothers and daughters, and couldn't help laughing.

"You're still spoiling her!" Wang Yao said dissatisfiedly, pointing at the smiling Chen Song, throwing away the firewood in her hand.

"Little Yaotiao is still young, isn't it natural to love to play?" Chen Song paused: "And there is nothing to play here, how about... let's go to the county to buy a TV."

"Okay, okay, I want to watch TV."

Before Wang Yao could speak, the little girl stood up and applauded, her eyes full of anticipation for the TV.

(End of this chapter)