80s Taoism

"Sister, brother-in-law, you have gone to Guangdong, what should I do?"

When it comes to the topic of going to Guangdong, it is inevitable that Zhang Jiaohua will be mentioned. I don't know how many times Zhao Lanying's topic has been brought up.

"Of course it's at home. I originally wanted Jiaohua to live with his grandparents, and his grandparents also agreed. Grandpa is a bit of an elder grandson, so I'm actually a little worried about putting Jiaohua in their place, but isn't there something I can do? But Jiaohua refuses to do it." Speaking of this matter, Liu Qiaoye was a little worried.

"Sister, don't worry. Let the beggar go to Fengshui Bridge, and I promise to treat the beggar as my own. I didn't do well before, but look at it, sister. If I do not forgive the beggar, the sky will strike five thunderbolts." Zhao Lanying raised one hand and made a vow.

"Don't worry, Lan Ying, you're real too. How can you swear casually? I trust you. But the beggar, he doesn't even want to take it, he wants to recognize him and live at home." Liu Qiaoye quickly pulled Zhao Lanying's hand.

"Then how is it possible? How can a person who is only as young as a beggar eat and drink alone?" Zhao Lanying asked quickly. It can be seen that she really cares about Zhang Jiaohua.

"I will do all the housework by myself. I will never be worse than others." Zhang beggar had already accosted him before he came in.

"Biao Hua, living alone at home is not playing house. Don't talk about anything else. Carrying water, chopping firewood, rolling rice... Which of these things are you capable of? If you don't farm, you have to farm. If you don't farm, where do you get vegetables? Do you know what season to grow vegetables? Fertilization, watering... Which of these farm tasks can you do?..." Zhao Lanying asked a lot of questions in one breath.

"Of course there is nothing I can do. My mother has already asked me these questions. I have a solution. Not only farming. I also have to farm and raise pigs. When I make money, my parents don't have to go to Guangdong to work." Zhang Jiaohua said seriously.

Zhao Lanying shook her head when she heard this, "You beggar, you look like this, how can your parents feel at ease and go to Guangdong?"

"Anyway, I don't go anywhere. I just live at home. I can take care of myself. Wherever you send me, I will come back by myself. You can't tie me up even if you want to." Zhang Jiaohua pouted, he was very troubled by this topic.

In the morning, Meiziao was immersed in the white fog. The weeds on the roadside are covered with a fine layer of dew, which looks like a thin layer of snow.

Zhang Youping got up early in the morning, rolled his trousers to his knees, and wore a pair of leather sandals under his feet. He wanted to rush to Fengshui Bridge and tell the Liu family about Zhao Lanying's visit to his house. As early as yesterday, the Liu family should have been in dire straits.

Zhang Jiaohua was going to school in the morning, and she was wearing a pair of small liberation shoes. Although we were careful all the way, it was inevitable that our pants and shoes would be wet by the weeds and bushes on the side of the road. In fact, many of these waters were brought up by Zhang Jiaohua himself. Little kids always like to kick the flowers and plants on the side of the road with their feet, and then watch the white water droplets on the green slide off the leaves like pearls, disappear into the grass, or be absorbed by the pants. Then the flowers and plants return to their original colors. This is a game that is not fun to play. For Zhang Jiaohua, playing this game is much better than sitting in the classroom and reciting those unknown texts with his head raised. Therefore, the steps can be slowed down and shortened as much as possible, so that time can stay at the happiest moment.

By the time we got to Meizi'ao Primary School, the kid's pants were already wet to a large extent. The shoes were also soaked, and the soles of the feet were still covered with thick yellow mud. On the side of the cement channel of the drainage ditch of Meizi'ao Primary School, large and small yellow mud was scraped off, and the curved sole pattern of Jiefang shoes can be clearly seen on it.

In the fields beside the road, the rice is covered with spider webs spectacularly, and the spider webs are also covered with white drops of water. It looks like the golden rice is covered with dense white webs. There are many kinds of insects in the rice fields, and many of them may become the food of these spiders that spread their webs all over the fields at night.

The little master is not doing business, and the mountain leopard is not doing business. He often does some nosy things about picking up mice, trying to take away the cat's job. But it doesn't have the heritage of a cat's mouse-catching skills. Dogs don't like to eat mice, which has led to many mice being beaten to death and then successfully escaped. In addition to competing with cats for business, mountain leopards also harass butterflies and dragonflies on the roadside.

When one person and one dog arrived at the school, the class bell had already rang. Zhang Jiaohua quickly slipped into the classroom, and then sat down on the empty seat in the last row.

"Beggar, why did you come here? It's already been half a class." The mute came earlier than Zhang Jiaohua, and walked faster than Zhang Jiaohua, so it was impossible for the two to meet each other.

"When I came here, I got my clothes wet, so I went back and changed." Zhang Jiaohua scratched his head.

"Did you fall into the paddy field? Did you catch a turtle (generally smiled and pointed out that he fell into the field and got wet like a turtle. Wet all over)." The mute laughed.

"There's too much dew, I got wet when I walked from the mountains." Zhang Jiaohua sat down and took out a book from his bag. In the end, it was a Chinese class, but Zhang Jiaohua took out a math book.

"Beggar, it's a math class, what are you doing with your Chinese books?" asked the mute, puzzled.

Zhang Jiaohua rummaged through the schoolbag again, and took out the math book. I haven't learned much from the book, but the book is about to die. There are a total of one or two hundred pages of textbooks, and more than half of the pages have been folded.

"How many chestnuts did you pick yesterday?" The dumb man regretted not being able to make the trip.

"Plucked a bamboo basket, stepped on the shell, and I'm afraid there won't be much left. But there are plenty of chestnuts in the mountains. If you want to eat, next time I go up the mountain to pick them. In addition to the chestnuts I picked yesterday, I also shot two pheasants." Zhang Jiaohua looked at the mute with disdain. It seems that things that are good at first don't seem to work when it comes to the mute.

"Ah..." The mute was about to cry. Originally, he should have one of the two pheasants. But his wife repeatedly obstructed. The pheasant that reached its mouth flew away.

"Haha, next time, will you come with me?" Zhang Jiaohua laughed.

"Go, definitely go. Next time I will secretly go to the mountains and wait in advance. You just go there." The mute was afraid that Zhang Jiaohua would leave him and go it alone.

Gong Ziyuan threw a piece of chalk, but his accuracy was a bit off, and he threw it directly at Zhang Wagen, who was sitting in front of him.

"I threw it wrong, I threw it wrong. Zhang Jiaohua, Zhang Genban, you two are not allowed to tell jokes in class." Gong Ziyuan was a little annoyed.