Suisui at Seventy

"Xiaoxue, why doesn't your brother eat with everyone? Does he like to eat at home so much? You have to go up the mountain to deliver food." Jiang Suisui asked curiously on the way.

Song Yuxue shook his head: "No, I heard my mother say that when the village was still eating big pot of rice, my brother was always bullied, and he deliberately fed him very little rice, and there were people who mixed ashes in the rice. So my brother did it again later. Don’t eat big pot rice anymore."

"Ah? That's too much?!" Jiang Suisui was stunned, Song Weizheng was pretty miserable before, "No wonder..."

"My elder brother said it was okay, and he beat him back when he was playing tricks on him. Um..." Song Yuxue said as she said, she suddenly covered her mouth.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Suisui asked.

Song Yuxue blinked her eyes, a little annoyed: "My brother said don't let me keep talking about his previous fights..."

"Puff...your brother is pretty face-saving." Jiang Suisui smiled.

Song Yuxue shook her head: "Brother said fighting is not nice."

Jiang Suisui rubbed her little head and said: "It's not nice to fight for no reason, but it's right to go back after being bullied, but it's cool."

Song Yuxue didn't understand: "What does it mean to be cool...?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Suisui groaned, "Cool is a kind of inner strength, not caring about other people's eyes, sticking to your own principles and standards. Oh, you still don't understand, but I think your brother is very cool. ."

Song Yuxue nodded as if he knew what he didn't know, then curled up her eyebrows and smiled: "I know, anyway, Sister Suisui is complimenting her brother."

"Sister Suisui..." She took Jiang Suisui's hand and shook it gently as she walked, "When will you and your brother get married?"

Jiang Sui choked up every year: "...Little girl, why do you care about this?"

Song Yuxue's big eyes were full of reason: "Of course I care. When you and your brother are married, we can live together, and I can call your sister-in-law, we are a family."

"Oh," Jiang Suisui couldn't help but squeezed her face, "Isn't the time for you to dislike me before?"

Song Yuxue covered her face, weakly said: "I don't have..."

"Sister Sui Sui..." Song Yuxue's voice was a little bit coquettish. This is a treatment only family members have. "You hurry up and marry my brother, so that we can play together every day in the future."

Jiang Suisui couldn't laugh or cry: "When you let me marry your brother, do you want me to play with you every day?"

"No, Sister Sui Sui, my brother wants to marry you soon." Song Yuxue said sincerely, blinking her eyes.

Jiang Suisui squeezed the tip of her nose and said, "It's getting more and more naughty. Does your brother know you are talking nonsense behind your back?"

"Go away, go home!" After speaking, Jiang Suisui led Song Yuxue toward home, without continuing the topic.

Song Yuxue couldn't help silently worrying, why didn't Suisui believe it? My elder brother really wants to get married to Sister Suisui as soon as possible. She has seen that elder brother is preparing the bride price.

Song Yuxue wrinkled her face and sighed in her heart. Forget it, let her elder brother work on the matter of marrying a daughter-in-law.

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The plain and fulfilling life is always fast, and the winter in Dayan Village has come unknowingly.

Jiang Suisui shrank into a ball in his jacket, sitting in a literacy classroom that leaked everywhere, listening to the class listlessly.

Why is it so cold in winter here? !

Jiang Suisui was so cold that she almost collapsed. It was obviously not a very northern area, but she felt that the winter wind could freeze her into a popsicle. In the morning, she saw that the ground with water was slightly frozen!

This is not deep winter yet, Jiang Suisui feels that she will not be able to leave the house after a while, it is too cold...

She shrank into a ball from the cold here, and Song Weizheng, who was dressed in thin clothes, was still calm, as if the temperature change hadn't been reflected in him at all.

Jiang Suisui couldn't help poking him with a finger from his cuff: "Hey, aren't you cold?"

Song Weizheng turned her head to see that half of her face was buried in her jacket, only the upper half of her face was exposed, her skin was white and her eyes were dark and bright.

He calmly said: "It's not cold."

Jiang Suisui retracted his fingers and extended another thumb: "You bull!" The young man was angry and envied.

Fortunately, she is not the only one who feels cold.

"Then what, Teacher Wang!" A villager suddenly raised his voice and said to Wang Xiaoyan who was giving a lecture, "When will this literacy go? It's cold now. Let us sit here for a long time. what!"

"That's right, I dare not bring my baby over, for fear that he will be frozen, but I don't worry if I don't bring the baby. I can only let the two big ones in the family watch."

"Why not let me go to work, at least warm!"

"Yeah, Teacher Wang, this is also about to celebrate the Chinese New Year. You can't let us come here to literate illiteracy if it's a big Chinese New Year?"

"I still have to go to work on the stone mountain during the day, sweating all over, and then come here to blow cold after doing it. I almost fell ill the other day."

There was a crowd in the room, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Wang Xiaoyan hurriedly raised her hand and pressed her down, and calmly said: "Don’t worry, I have asked about this, and there are arrangements in the village. This week is the last week. After these two days, we will have a holiday. We will wait for the spring next year. Make arrangements again."

As soon as the voice fell, the audience cheered.

Jiang Suisui also breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that she didn't like to study, but she was too cold to sit still.

It gets dark early in winter, and classes are scattered early. As soon as the scene is over, Jiang Suisui quickly stands up, ready to rush home.

Just after two steps, she stopped again, looked back at Song Weizheng and asked in confusion: "Why don't you go? It's over."

Song Weizheng was still sitting leisurely, and said slowly: "There is something wrong, you should go back first."

"Huh?" Jiang Suisui narrowed his eyes, a little curious.

She dangdang ran back and sat down again: "What's the matter here? Do you still have questions to ask after class?"

Just after she finished speaking, she vetoed it again: "That's not right... the teacher is gone."

Jiang Suisui looked up and saw that this literacy class had no other advantages, except that the teachers and students were very active in get out of class.

It only took less than a minute to finish, and it was almost gone.

Only then did Song Weizheng stand up, intending to go. Jiang Suisui hurriedly followed, and after a while, he realized that the direction was wrong, so he whispered beside him: "No, this is not the direction to go back. Why are you going further? More biased?"

"Hush..." Song Weizheng suddenly hushed slightly, and Jiang Suisui subconsciously silenced.

He whispered: "If you want to follow, just quietly, don't talk."

OK! Jiang Suisui closed his mouth tightly and made an OK gesture.

She followed Song Weizheng around the room of the literacy class, walked to the back, and walked for a short distance, across a small field, to a dilapidated house that was about to collapse.

"This is..." Jiang Suisui couldn't help but said, she leaned close to Song Weizheng and whispered in a low voice: "Where is this? I have never been here yet."

Is there such a dilapidated house in the village? It seems unoccupied, why did Song Weizheng come here?

"The cowshed." Song Weizheng replied faintly, and then jumped slightly from the ridge, and descended into the field, seemingly ready to pass through this field.

"?!" Jiang Suisui was too surprised, so he could only follow.

Stepping on the withered grass that grows in winter, she was full of words to ask.

Is the bullpen the legendary place for re-education of people who have been forcibly decentralized?

She followed Song Weizheng through the field quietly and came to the door of the cowshed. Song Weizheng walked forward, knocked on the broken door frame, and then opened the broken curtain that barely covered the door, and walked in. Jiang Suisui Quickly keep up.

After entering the door, Jiang Suisui was shocked again. She thought there was no one living here. After all, it was quiet and black from the inside out, and there was no sound. Unexpectedly, in the straw pile in the corner of the house, there is lying a thin and withered middle-aged man, perhaps more like an old man, his face is full of wrinkles and vicissitudes that have been tempered by hardship.

Song Weizheng squatted down and looked at him. Jiang Suisui looked at him from the side, only to see the person with his eyes closed, silent.

Won't... won't already...

Jiang Suisui poked Song Weizheng on the back, feeling a little flustered.

"What are you looking at? I'm not dead yet."

At this moment, there was a sudden sound from the straw pile, and it suddenly sounded in this quiet house, making Jiang Suesei almost screaming in fright.

Keeping in mind Song Weizheng's instructions, she covered her mouth, looked at the person on the straw in surprise, opened her eyes, and spoke with a helpless smile.

Song Weizheng said indifferently: "It's fine if you don't die."

"Hey..." The man sat up and sighed, "You kid, do you have any conscience? I haven't come to see me for so long, and now I am here, just to see if I am dead?"

Song Weizheng: "There have been so many things recently, and there is no way to come. It's cold, so be careful not to freeze to death."

"Huh!" The man snorted badly, "Don't worry, I can't die now, maybe I can survive this winter and continue to live for another year."

Although what he said was not polite, Jiang Suisui could hear the familiarity between them, and he became more curious in his heart.

At this time, the man also noticed Jiang Suisui behind Song Weizheng. He teased: "You kid, haven't seen him for a while, he's growing up, and there are girls around him. Is this your target?"

Song Weizheng didn't deny it, but said lightly: "Don't worry, she won't say anything."

"That..." Jiang Suisui said cautiously, "Can I ask? What's the situation?"

The man seemed to smile: "Little girl, you have come here and you don't know what the situation is. Didn't you get deceived by him? Then you have to be careful, I'm a bad guy, don't come near me."

"Professor Liang, don't scare people." Song Weizheng said lightly, "She is not afraid."

After all, Jiang Suisui is a girl who dared to chase him and was very calm when she knew that he was doing business. The bad guy, it is estimated that she will only be a new look.

This is true, Jiang Suisui really feels very fresh.

Jiang Suisui: "Professor Liang? Are you a professor in the university?"

Professor Liang's full name is Liang Wenhe, and he sighed: "Professors in the university, that's all the same thing..."