Dad's Pastoral Life

Chapter 51

Wen Xue took the food box and ran back to the dormitory quickly. The little sisters had already packed food for her.

Seeing a bamboo box in her hand, some urban girls who had never seen bamboo in the countryside exclaimed, "Xiaoxue, what are you holding in your hand? It's so beautiful."

Wen Xue hurriedly opened the lid, took out the rice cake inside, and distributed it to them: "Come, eat. I made it at home."

The joy is beyond words.

They always gave her something to eat, but this time she finally took it.

Seeing the misunderstanding, the girls quickly waved their hands and said, "No, Xiaoxue, I mean this box is pretty. Did your family make it up?"

"Yes, we have a lot of things like this in our house." Wen Xue said proudly.

It seems that there was a period of time when people took to the streets with bamboo baskets or something, they would be regarded as bumpkins and mountain cannons.It is rare to hear such a sentence now, saying that the bamboo box is beautiful, of course she is happy.

Stuffing the white rice cakes into their hands, Wen Xue said: "You have been taking care of me all this time, I am very embarrassed...you must not be polite to me...this is not pretty, but it is delicious. It was made by my grandfather."

The girls had no choice but to take the rice cakes and ate them with a smile.

In the purest youth, making friends at this time is still very simple and not so utilitarian, and the friendship at this time will often make them remember for a lifetime.

Wen Xue took out the last rice cake, and there was a note at the bottom, which said: "Study hard, and when you have difficulties, call uncle. Cheng He."

At the bottom is a string of phone numbers.

Under the note, there is 500 yuan pressed.

Looking at this line of words, Wen Xue suddenly became excited, her hands trembled a little, she endured it again and again, tears still came out of her eyes.

When you have trouble?
Yes, who would have thought that she would also encounter difficulties?
She is also studying, and others are also studying. Others' new mobile phones, brand-name clothes, and brand-name shoes, change a few sets in a semester, because they say that girls must be rich.

She doesn't have anything, and she always wears that outfit and is laughed at.

Well, even if she shouldn't compete with others in food and clothing, but others are preparing for the college entrance examination, and there are all kinds of internship materials and nutritional supplements, but who has thought about her?

Well, she has good grades and doesn't need study materials; she is a girl, and she doesn't need to eat too much or eat meat to stay slim.

In the dormitory, every time the classmates brought her food, she never went to the dormitory dinner.Although the students didn't blame her, who knew what she was like?She is not a person who likes to take advantage.

Next year will be the college entrance examination, and everyone else is thinking about how to get as many points as possible in the exam, but what she thinks all day is how to earn more money, otherwise the living expenses for the next month will not be covered.

All of this seems to be a matter of course, and children from poor families should bear it, but has anyone asked her if she has any difficulties?
She didn't complain, and comforted herself every day, living with a forced optimism. Learning well is the only thing she can do, and the only thing she can hold her head up.

But, has anyone really cared about her?Even if it's just lip service?
Maybe she shouldn't have these thoughts. In fact, she never really thought about it before, but in her subconscious, she always feels tired of reality.

This sentence "when there are difficulties..." directly hit her heart.

The rice cake sent by the family made the girl who had been pretending to be strong shed tears and warmed her heart.

When the classmates saw her crying, they came over nervously and asked her, "Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? What's the matter?"

Wen Xue cried and laughed: "I'm fine, I...I'm just so happy..."

When the students saw the money in her hand, they felt relieved. This guy who is always worried about money can finally relax. Look at her, how excited she is!
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Cheng He hugged his daughter and went home by car.

He put 500 yuan in Wen Xue's food box.It's not that she is reluctant to let go more, she is a strong girl, and she will definitely not accept if she let go too much.

It's enough to solve her urgent needs.

When I got home in the afternoon, Cheng Shi's mother heard the movement and rushed over, holding a bamboo dragon lantern and said with a smile: "Come on, this is finished, let Xinxin play with it."

Cheng Xinxin was not polite, and quickly caught it.

It was a very exquisite dragon lantern. During the Lantern Festival when I was a child, almost every child took one and ran to the small road in the mountains after dinner.

This is a local custom. Children with strong yang energy hold lanterns and torches to drive away monsters in the mountains and pray for a year of peace.Anyone from the age of three to their twenties can participate.Sometimes the children are too young, and adults lead the team.

The children were noisy and lively.

At that time, there were many children, and it was very spectacular to have a dragon lantern in hand.The children ran away and couldn't see their figures. They could only see the lit lanterns moving one by one. From a distance, they looked like a moving fire dragon.

If we talk about the festive atmosphere, this is probably it.

Now that there are fewer children, the festivals have been simplified. Not to mention that there are no dragon lanterns during the Lantern Festival, each one of them holds a small paper lantern and walks around the door of their own house, just to have a look.

Seeing that Cheng Xinxin liked it, Cheng Shi's mother rubbed her hands and said modestly, "Hey, I haven't done it for a long time, and I'm getting used to it. This one isn't very good."

Cheng He quickly said: "Auntie, you are being modest, I still can't see your craftsmanship? The dragon scales are all piece by piece, and they are vivid, no worse than the masters outside."

Cheng Shi's mother was very happy to be complimented, smiling with both the pride of a craftsman and the modesty of a simple mountain dweller.

It should be their biggest pursuit that the things they make can be appreciated and liked by others.

If, as usual, the things you make can only be appreciated by yourself, it will take time and effort, not to mention delaying farm work, and there will be no benefit at all, and naturally no one will want to do it.

It seems that for so long, these things made of bamboo have been regarded as a symbol of old-fashioned, so no one is willing to make them.

Even though the practice of dragon lanterns has been passed down for hundreds of years, no matter how delicate and cute it is, it is no match for the world.

Cheng He also wanted to try his luck, to see if he could be tempted and sold on the Internet.

If this thing can be sold at a decent price, people in the village are willing to make it, and they are willing to go out to work and make money without throwing away their homes.

In the past, it was supplemented by collecting herbs, but as far as collecting herbs is concerned, it is not a long-term matter.Hopefully the idea works.

Cheng Xinxin was playing with the dragon lantern, then suddenly raised her head, and asked in a childish voice, "Grandma, can you make it up, little demon fairy?"

"Ba... what?" Cheng Shi's mother was taken aback for a moment, feeling that she couldn't move her tongue. What is this?Never heard of it before!

"It's not Basha, is it, little devil fairy!" Cheng Xinxin corrected seriously.

Cheng He laughed.This girl thinks bamboo weaving is magic, she can weave anything!

Cheng Shi's mother was still confused: "Xinxin, what is this little demon fairy? Why hasn't grandma heard of it?"

"It's Little Demon Fairy, who knows magic. Maggie wears a blue dress and blue hair. Michelle wears a red dress and red hair. They are all so beautiful." Cheng Xinxin said seriously.

But Cheng Shi's mother was still confused.

Cheng He said with a smile: "Auntie, don't listen to her nonsense, that's the cartoon she likes to watch. Children like it, and I can't tell what's so good about that movie."

Cheng Shima smiled in relief.I thought her skills were outdated!
When she walked out of Cheng He's courtyard, she felt distressed again. If the child's mother, Heizi, was still there, there was no need to ask others to help!The toys in the house must be piled up.

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