An ox cart set off from the entrance of Lushan Village.
Today, the only college student in the village is flying away, and many villagers brought their children to the village entrance to see him off.
"Old village chief, thank you for lending the ox cart to take my son Tianshun to the commune. Otherwise, it would be unbearable to carry so many things and walk for more than 30 minutes." Zhao Qiuqin did not sit on the ox cart, but walked beside it.
"I am here to see off the first college student in our village. I hope there will be more college students in the village for me to see off in the future." The old village chief pulled the cow rope and occasionally used a thin pole to hit the cow to prevent it from being fascinated by the green grass on the road and refusing to move forward.
The only person sitting on the ox cart - Song Beiwang, was holding a bag of hawthorns in his hand and swinging his feet leisurely.
Zhao Qiuqin couldn't bear it any longer, "Get out of the way quickly and let your second brother sit down."
Song Beiwang raised his head and said, "I don't. I just asked my second brother, and he said he didn't want to sit anymore."
Zhao Qiuqin glanced at the second child, and when Song Tianshun nodded in response, her desire to deal with this naughty boy suddenly disappeared. "You and Jiayu just keep pampering him all day long. He never lets me rest easy. Last time, when I was herding cattle, they even tore a piece of my clothes."
"I told you, it was a cow that broke it, it's none of my business."
Song Beiwang answered in a hoarse voice, refusing to admit that he was wrong.
"Besides, Mom, you were hugging me and calling me your precious son the day before yesterday, but today you're starting to dislike me again."
These words not only made Zhao Qiuqin blush, but also speechless.
There were three large bags on the ox cart, which contained all of Song Tianshun's daily necessities.
When they arrived in Songshan County, the Song family said goodbye to the old village chief. Song Demin, Zhao Qiuqin and Song Tianshun all carried a big bag, but Song Beiwang still had a basket of hawthorns and boarded the bus to Songshan County.
Song Jiayu rode her bicycle to the county bus stop.
"Mom, look, it's my eldest sister. She's waiting for us outside."
Song Beiwang's voice was very loud in the bus, and many passengers who were attracted also looked out the window. The good-looking Song Jiayu completely became a foil to the old bicycle next to her.
Bicycles, they are the BMW of this era.
After getting off the bus, Zhao Qiuqin circled around the bicycle. Seeing Song Demin trying to touch it, she stopped him and asked, "Where did you get this bicycle?"
"Jiang Baizhou put it together using discarded parts. He only spent the money to buy the parts at the scrap yard." Song Jiayu tied the heaviest bag of winter quilts in the hands of the three people to the back seat of the car.
"My goodness, what's wrong with my son-in-law's brain? The children you two have in the future must not look like you." Zhao Qiuqin felt that Jiang Baizhou was a good son-in-law.
Song Jiayu retorted: "Mom, I'm smart too, okay?"
When this was brought up, Zhao Qiuqin responded directly, "Have you forgotten that you failed my exams in elementary and middle school? Only Tianshunmen in my family got full marks, while you and Beiwang, one failed and the other got zero. I've been so worried about you all day long that my hair has turned gray."
Song Jiayu pretended to look for white hair, muttering, "Where is it? Why don't I see a single white hair? Comrade Zhao Qiuqin, did you lie about your age? If we go out together, everyone will say we are sisters."
Zhao Qiuqin was coaxed and was as happy as a flower.
Comrade Song Beiwang came to the elder sister with a small basket and whispered, "Elder sister, how could you say those things against your conscience?"
Song Jiayu glanced at the back of her younger brother, her mouth twitching, her left eye blinking, and she said sincerely, "I was very conscientious when I spoke, and it was absolutely my true feelings."
"Don't lie to me, elder sister. Our mom got so tanned that one of you is white and the other is black—" Perhaps feeling the cool breeze coming from his back, Song Beiwang gave his elder sister a tearful look, receiving a helpless shrug from her.
The young warrior vowed never to look back, just like he gave the basket of hawthorns to his elder sister before he died.
"I brought you hawthorns especially for you. I also want to eat the candied haws you mentioned. Alas, no matter how sweet the candy is today, it can't make up for my broken heart."
"Little bunny—"
Before Zhao Qiuqin could finish her roar, her little son ran as fast as he could, with his legs like Hot Wheels, while Zhao Qiuqin was chasing him from behind.
The scene of Zhao Qiuqin from the Song family teaching Song Beiwang a lesson appeared in front of his eyes.
The difference between the two is probably the size of a spatula.
However, this did not stump Comrade Zhao Qiuqin.
He raised his foot and pulled off the cloth shoe on his left foot. He locked his eyes and swung the shoe with his right hand, hitting the target directly.
"Oh! Oh my god! I won't run away anymore. Can you not be so forceful next time?"
“No!”
"I'm still not your big baby son!"
"Not anymore."
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The family was happy and lively. Song Jiayu's smile had never faded since they met. She first took the person to Compound No. 14.
According to her, Songshan County is not far from Beilin City, but there are people coming and going on the train, and it is not easy for Tianshun to take care of so many things alone. If they are stolen, he can always buy more, but if someone is injured by those rampant thieves, or the bag containing the admission notice is stolen, it would be a loss.
Heavy items can be left at her house until Tianshun finds a stable school in Beilin City.
She can just send it directly, how convenient.
Song Deming, who came to the compound for the first time, still had that honest and kind face. On the contrary, Zhao Qiuqin was a little reserved. When she was next to Song Jiayu, she only said a few words and smiled when she was introduced.
Only when he entered the house and there were no outsiders did he return to his original state.
Sure enough, grandma’s words were right. Her mother was just a paper-made creature, and only looked intimidating on the outside.
"Have a cup of mint honey water first. I made it specially this morning. It's still early before you get on the bus, so don't be in a hurry." As she spoke, Song Jiayu didn't stop her hands.
Zhao Qiuqin took a sip and said, "This stuff is quite sweet. There are more things in the county. It's just that the living space is a bit small. Your yard is not much bigger than our Song family's, but there are so many families living there. It looks too crowded."
Song Demin also said: "The room is small, and the main room doesn't look as bright as ours."
Song Beiwang nodded vigorously: "Right, I said it's not good for my elder sister to live with my brother-in-law."
Song Jiayu was at a loss for words. Fortunately, Jiang Baizhou had gone to work at this time, otherwise he would have cried after hearing this.
"Your brother-in-law is a good person. Your eldest sister married into the county town. Which young girl in our village wouldn't envy him? Only you are the one who says bad things about him every day."
"Mom! I'm telling you the truth! Just tell me if the house is big or not!"
After resting for a while in the main room, the family came to the uninhabited house on the right.
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