There are flowers and wine, hoeing and farming

Chapter 16

As soon as Zheng Cang opened the door, Qiaoqiao jumped up in front of him and raised his face: "This is my brother. He is older than you, but you should call him Zhigao."

Her little devilish appearance makes people want to laugh, Zheng Cang still nodded to Cheng Zhigao to save her face, Cheng Zhigao smiled, pinched his sister's collar and carried her around in a circle, squatted down and faced her. She said: "I'm going back first, and I'll pick you up later. You can't make trouble here. If you accidentally sprain your feet or break your skin, you just wait to be beaten."

His threats didn't have any effect on Qiaoqiao, and he shook his head perfunctorily: "Go, go."

"You stinky girl." Cheng Zhigao smiled helplessly, touched his sister's pigtails and got up.

"I'll just go see her off, don't need to pick her up." Zheng Cang said to Cheng Zhigao who was about to leave.

"That's fine, just look at her, she just sprained her ankle a few days ago."

"it is good."

Seeing her brother walking away, Qiaoqiao and Zheng Cang entered the house, took out the things in the small bundle, and laid them out on the table: "This is a pickled duck, it's delicious, I like it." Damn, she asked me to bring it to you. You hurry up and put it in the kitchen.

These are a new pair of shoes, also made by my mother, but I was there to help.The insoles inside are also new, with words embroidered on them, in and out, safe. "

Zheng Cang had no expression on his face. Qiaoqiao thought he was unhappy and was afraid of hurting his heart, so he hurriedly explained: "It's all made at home, and I brought it to you by the way, it's not specially made for you."

Zheng Cang took a look at the pair of shoes, the upper was made of black cloth, not conspicuous at all, the sole was covered with needle holes, and the shoe mouth was covered with a layer of thin white edges.

He was fascinated by watching, Qiaoqiao said: "Try it, see if it fits, if it doesn't fit, I will take it back, this is made according to the size of brother's foot."

Taking off his cloth shoes that were worn down to only a thin layer, Zheng Cang put the new shoes on top of the old ones and wore them in.

"It stinks." Qiaoqiao suddenly got up from the table, squatted in front of Zheng Cang, pinched her nose deliberately and fanned the wind.

Zheng Cang's feet just stopped in mid-air, his face flushed slightly.

Qiaoqiao laughed and jumped up: "I lied to you!"

Zheng Cang put on the shoes and stood up and walked a few steps. After putting on the insoles, they just fit the feet. The hemming of the shoes is very soft, which makes them very comfortable to wear, as if they were wrapped in a layer of soft cotton. Stiffness in shoes.

"How is it? Is it comfortable? My mother's handicraft, eh!" Qiaoqiao gave a thumbs up, proudly showing off.

But the person in front of him obviously didn't understand what the thumbs up meant. After being confused for a while, he said, "It's very comfortable, and the workmanship is also good."

"My mother said that when I grow up, she will teach me. I am so smart, I will definitely be better than her craft." Qiaoqiao said, puffing out her chest.

Zheng Cang laughed, tugged at Qiaoqiao's pigtail, and looked at something in the corner of the little bundle: "Is there still a scorpion left in it?"

Qiaoqiao hugged the small bundle, twitched a bit before taking out something from inside and handing it over.

"The one I gave you was the first time I edited it. Both brothers laughed at me and said that it was poorly edited, so I won't give it to them, but to you."

Zheng Cang picked up the net and put it in the palm of his hand to read it repeatedly, probably because his hands were too small and not very flexible. The gaps and arrangements in the middle of the net were indeed not too tight, and it looked like a novice made it up, but there was something wrong with it. Feeling a special kind of intimacy, he directly tied the net to the side of his belt and hung it to his side.

"Do you like it?"

"kindness."

"Don't you think it's bad?"

"……Do not."

"You stopped for a while before you said no." Qiaoqiao said dissatisfied, but she was still very happy, the first handmade work, the pride is indescribable, let alone being hung on the body now, very nice.

Zheng Cang went to the kitchen and put those sticks next to the pot, and Qiaoqiao followed behind to watch. The kitchen was very simple, except for a big pot and a table made of stones, there was nothing.

There are some leftovers on the stone table, some dried cakes and a small plate of dried radish, and there is a small bowl of water in a rough porcelain bowl.

"Brother Zheng, I have come to look for you several times recently, but you are not at home, what did you do?"

"I went to the mountains a few times, and now this season is almost ready for hunting. I made a few traps, first caught some small ones, pheasants, rabbits, and sold them for some money."

"I'll go with you next time, okay?"

"No, the mountains are too dangerous, I can't see you." Zheng Cang refused this time without hesitation, his face was very serious. Although Qiaoqiao was curious, he also knew what he said was true, so he didn't force it anymore.

"Then, did you sell it at the market after you caught it?"

"Yes."

"Then don't sell it first. Come to my house. There is a family near my house who is going to get married. It is estimated that it will be used to hold a banquet on these days, so you don't have to go out."

Qiaoqiao can't help blatantly, after all, she is also afraid of people's resentment, so the idea of ​​asking her father to help him sell the prey that came into her mind just now was thrown away, and she made this more reasonable suggestion, seeing that Zheng Cang agreed , secretly relieved.

Not long after the two came out of the kitchen, someone knocked on the door again.

"Xiao Cang, open the door."

"It's my grandfather."

Opening the door, an old man with a slightly hunched back came in. He was about 50 years old. Due to years of hard work, his back was a little hunched and his skin was very dark. When he came in, he was taken aback when he saw Qiaoqiao, and then laughed: " This is Qiaoqiao little girl, I have heard my grandson say several times that the new clothes your mother made last time are very good, thank your mother for me."

"You're welcome, Grandpa."

"Here, Xiao Cang, I still want to come back later, but I'm afraid that the day will change, and it won't be good if it rains. This is how much money I sold today." Zheng Cang's grandfather took out a total of The five copper coins were carefully put into Zheng Cang's palm.

Qiaoqiao frowned: "Grandpa, what did you dig? Why are you selling so little?"

"It's worthless, little girl. It's good if someone accepts it. The reason why I got so much today is because I dug up some good medicinal materials."

Old man Zheng went to the kitchen after he finished speaking, took the bowl of cold water and drank it. After taking two sips, he picked up the hard pancake and ate it.

Zheng Cang went to the house to put away the copper coins and listened to his grandfather choking and coughing because he drank too much water. He fixedly looked at a big tree outside the wall and remained silent.

"Go, Qiaoqiao, I'll take you out." Zheng Cang suddenly walked up to Qiaoqiao, picked her up and walked out. His pace became faster and faster, and then he started to run, running all the way to the depths of the field .

After half an hour, he stopped and put down Qiaoqiao who was blushing due to the wind.

"Qiaoqiao, sit there and I'll show you some boxing, okay?"

Qiaoqiao knew that he was in a bad mood, so she took a few steps back obediently, grabbed some weeds and spread them underneath, sat on her buttocks, put her arms around her knees: "Okay."

Zheng Cang looked at the distance between the two of them and stepped back a little, before letting out a deep breath.

He started his performance with a punch, and it seemed that from this moment, there was a gust of wind lingering around, and the shaving of his face was a little painful.

Qiaoqiao doesn't know kung fu, but she can feel that Zheng Cang's posture, turning around, punching and kicking all have a kind of calm, solid and even strong strength.

His fists were steady and slow at first, then slowly started to pick up speed, and became more fierce and domineering. It seemed that he was venting some unspeakable thoughts in his heart. After punching for a long time, he finally stopped, panting heavily. Out of breath, he sat down cross-legged.

The sound of clapping hands sounded again, Zheng Cang wanted to slap him last time but just jumped from the top of the wall to a rock below, the little girl also slapped him with the same excitement, her cheeks flushed.

"Brother Zheng Cang, you are amazing, what do you want to do in the future?"

Zheng Cang was confused for a moment, then his eyes narrowed again: "What do you want to do?"

"Yeah, you are so good at kung fu, so amazing."

Zheng Cang didn't answer, he walked to Qiaoqiao as before: "Let's go, how do we go?"

Qiaoqiao thought for a while, stretched out her hand to let him pull him up, and walked in the same direction as when they were holding hands.

After walking for a while, Qiaoqiao felt tired, her feet were not fully healed, and she had walked a lot, and it started to hurt a little.

"Let me carry you away." Before Qiaoqiao could decide whether to tell Zheng Cang, Zheng Cang already felt that after walking such a distance, the child should be tired and offered to carry her away.

"En." Qiaoqiao stretched out her hands to catch Zheng Cang's bent body.

It's still so comfortable, you don't have to walk hard by yourself, free rickshaw.

Qiaoqiao leaned on Zheng Cang's shoulder and looked at the crops on both sides of the road. With the breeze blowing, the green fields undulated like waves.

The two walked quietly for a while, when Qiaoqiao suddenly thought: "Brother Zheng Cang, are you engaged?"

"No."

"Oh. You have to say kiss, you're already old, my mother said it's time for my elder brother to talk, and I've been thinking about it these days."

"I will not say."

"Why?"

"Girl, don't ask so many questions."

"Humph."

"Brother Zheng Cang, tell me that you are handsome and have a good personality. If you don't talk about others, maybe there are people who like you and come to propose marriage to you."

"..."

"I'm asking you, Brother Zheng Cang, what do you do?"

"Nothing to do."

"What to do, what to do, anyway, you are going to get married, if you really want to talk about a daughter-in-law, you can go to me, and I will help you choose, okay?"

Now, no matter what Qiaoqiao said, Zheng Cang would absolutely not cooperate, and kept silent, no matter how much she asked, she would not respond to a single word.

"It's fine for you to live in two years. You're only this little old now. It's not good for your health. Let's talk about it after sixteen. Let me help you pay attention."

Gradually approaching the village, not far away is the river, Zheng Cang paused as he walked, and looked towards the river suddenly.

Qiaoqiao couldn't see clearly, but just vaguely heard someone shouting something loudly.

Zheng Cang seemed to hear it clearly, his expression tightened, he hugged Qiaoqiao and quickly ran over, came to the river and put her down: "Don't run around."

After finishing speaking, he plunged directly into the river.

(End of this chapter)