Things about village flowers

"Mom, look who’s coming!"I took Ling Liping's hand, grabbed her father's hand, stepped in front of the living room door, and shouted. My mother was lying on the sofa in the living room with her eyes closed and concentrating.

"ah?!"My mother screamed and sat up straight, staring at Ling Liping as if she didn't recognize her. Only then did I realize that my mother had never seen Ling Liping before.

"Mom," I pushed Bai Liping to my mother and said,"She is Ling Liping, the little girl who is good at singing Peking Opera in her hometown."

"Oh, is it!"The mother's eyes lit up. She clapped her hands in surprise and stood up. She took Ling Liping's hand and looked at her up and down."Tsk, tsk, tsk, look, the girl looks like this, has this figure, and has this water. She has the same fair and tender skin. If I didn’t say anything else, I would have thought she was a fairy descending to earth. She’s so handsome! She is a perfect beauty. Unexpectedly, she can sing well and she looks so graceful. People say that a phoenix appears from the ravine. Take a look, it is as beautiful as a flower. Hehehe……"Her mother praised Bai Liping endlessly, smiling from ear to ear, and then pulled her to sit on the sofa with her.

"Mom, she is a village beauty who spreads her fragrance far and wide."I quickly sat down next to Ling Liping and said to my mother

"go."Ling Liping hit my arm and said to her mother with a blushing face,"Auntie, don't listen to his nonsense!"

"Hey, what's the point of being embarrassed about this? What a beautiful village girl!"My mother hugged Ling Liping's hand and said,"I think back then, when I was in the literacy class (referring to girls), I would always feel proud when I heard others praising me as a village beauty. I would look in the mirror every now and then. No, hehehe."

After Ling Liping heard about it, her face became even redder and more charming, just like the peach blossoms waiting to bloom. Then she looked at her mother and said,"Auntie, you are still young and beautiful now!"

"Hey hey hey, no, no, no, I'm almost fifty, I'm old!"My mother waved her hands quickly.

Ling Liping turned around and grabbed her mother's hand and said,"You don't look old at all, aunt. You look only in your thirties. Look, your skin is as white and tender as a little girl."

"Hahaha," the mother smiled and hugged Ling Liping, cheek to cheek, and she was so happy that she said,"My girl, Liping, has such a sweet mouth! I'm so happy, I feel young all of a sudden, hahaha……"After saying that, he hugged Ling Liping and laughed together.

"Hahaha." At this time, his father walked into the house with a smile, looked at Ling Liping, looked at her mother, and said,"Liping, you must stop praising your aunt. If you continue to praise her, she will turn into a balloon. Float away!"

"Even if it floats away, no matter how far it floats, the thread will still be in your hand!"I didn't expect that my mother said this, and I immediately gave her a thumbs up.

My father just laughed innocently after hearing this, and his heart must be very warm. He then said,"What a coincidence, Old Ding (my mother's name is Ding Wei), As soon as my car arrived at the gate of the county committee, I met them. We came together in the car. If we walked, you might not be able to see your daughter Liping now."

"This is called fate! Didn't you happen to see Liping singing"Red Lantern" to Fang Fang's grandma when you returned to your hometown last year?"The mother held Ling Liping's hand with both hands and said to her father, then turned to Bai Liping and smiled,"Hehehehe, what a fate! Isn't that right, Liping?"

Ling Liping blushed and smiled without saying a word.

Her father stepped forward and said to her mother,"Old Ding, don't hold my hand and be reluctant to let go. Go and get some delicious food to entertain this noble fellow!"

""Hey," her mother quickly let go of Ling Liping's hand, stood up and said,"That's not good!" I am happy to patronize, and I am waiting slowly, hehehehe."As he said this, he turned around and walked into the East Room with a smile.

"My mother will bring you White Rabbit toffee in a while."I sat next to Ling Liping and whispered to her. Ling Liping raised her head and glanced at her father, thinking that her father had heard her, and her face turned red. Ling Liping really loves to eat White Rabbit toffee, and I always remember to give it to her every time I go back to my hometown. Take some with you

"Come on, Liping, have some sweets. These are all high-end Shanghai candies, and these snacks are also from Shanghai."After a while, the mother came with a round iron box of candies and a bucket of snacks. She put them together on the coffee table and opened the lid. She first picked out a few pieces of White Rabbit toffee and handed them to Ling Liping."Num, Liping, eat two first. Big White Rabbit, I heard from all around that this is your favorite, hehe."

Liping quickly stretched out her hands to take the toffee from her mother, glanced at me, and whispered to me, why did you even tell your mother this? I smiled and said, what are you afraid of? How can a girl do that? If you don’t like sweets, sweets are sweet.

Liping raised her hand and hit me on the arm. She skillfully peeled off a piece of candy wrapper with a smile, chewed slowly and ate the candy very implicitly. Unlike me, who chewed like a pig. She licked the candy as if she had never eaten candy in her eight lifetimes.

Her father watched Ling Liping eating happily and said to her mother,"Hey, what delicious food did you make for me?""

"Oh, hee hee, look, I was so happy with my patronage that I almost forgot that your dad is still hungry! I'm going to get some food."My mother got up and followed her father to the kitchen. After taking two steps, she turned back and asked,"Hey, Sifang, Liping, what did you two eat at the guest house tonight?"

"Steamed buns, cabbage vermicelli and boiled pork."I responded immediately

"Oh, not bad. Mother nodded and asked,"Have you eaten yet?""

"Hey, I’m exhausted!"I shouted, and Liping couldn't hold back her laughter. I then gestured to my mother and said,"Mom, how many steamed buns have I eaten? Without waiting for my mother to respond, I stretched out four fingers and said,"There are four!""

"Ah, why do you eat so much, you are a pig, you are not afraid of bursting your belly!"My mother exclaimed

"Hee hee, I ate three of them, aunt."Ling Liping laughed.

"Anyang (interjection) Come on, my God, four is so common, some people can eat eight or nine!"I continued without waiting for my mother to respond.

"Oh my God! That man's belly is made of rubber, right?!"My mother clapped her hands on her thighs with a sigh, shook her head and walked into the kitchen.

After dinner, my father came over to sit with us for a while and then went back to the house to read the documents. Before leaving, he specifically asked Ling Liping to come home for dinner tomorrow night. He showed off his skills by cooking himself. As for what delicious food he would cook, he deliberately did not say anything. Before Ling Liping agreed, her mother made the decision for her. It was decided that I would get off work early tomorrow to buy groceries.

The conference required that she go out to perform. The team members had to return to the team before nine o'clock in the evening. It was a quarter to nine before Ling Liping and I reluctantly left and stayed at my house for more than two hours. My mother originally wanted to send us to the gate of the county committee, but she didn't want to leave just now , my father called her that something was wrong and sent her out of the house. When we were leaving, she once again reminded us to remember to come home for dinner tomorrow night.

"The east wind blows the war drums, who is afraid of whom in the world now?……"As soon as we climbed up to the third floor, we heard sonorous and powerful revolutionary songs coming from a dormitory of our municipal performance team, and the floorboards made a sound of stamping feet. We immediately became energetic and ran towards the sound of singing and dancing. Go, I don’t want the door to be closed, my god, if the door is open, the sound will not be heard throughout the building!

Seeing that it was almost nine o'clock, Ling Liping didn't dare to waste a moment, so she hurriedly said goodbye to me and ran back to her room.

In fact, it only takes seven or eight minutes to walk to the guest house from home. I was only delayed for a few minutes when passing by the small garden of the county committee. Ling Liping was attracted by the rockery, vegetation, running water, bamboo forest and the fragrance of flowers in the garden, and she pulled me in. We walked in, hand in hand and lingering in the fragrant breeze under the moonlight, feeling comfortable and happy. If I hadn't urged her to leave, she would have wanted to climb up to the stone pavilion on the top of the rockery and hug each other, sit and watch the stars and the moon together.