The Dragon Boat Festival is just a few days after Liang Guoguo’s full moon.
The master told Qiuhua to stay at home for a few more days, so Qiuhua took down the embroidery frame and took the embroidery back home to do.
The day before the Dragon Boat Festival, my mother soaked bamboo leaves, rice straw and glutinous rice in a pot, and also prepared red dates and red beans.
Mix the glutinous rice and red beans evenly, twist the bamboo leaves from the middle to form a small bag, put half of the glutinous rice in, add a red date in the middle, and then put the remaining half of the glutinous rice in. Wrap the bamboo leaves and tie it tightly with straw.
After all the dumplings are wrapped, put them in a pot and add water to boil. After a while, the fragrance of bamboo leaves and straw will waft out.
Qiuhua had already bought a set of Five Poisons Clothes for Liang Guoguo and put them on him early in the morning, saying that it could ward off evil spirits.
The little guy slept well, and occasionally opened his eyes in a daze. Although everything in front of him was blurry, he probably had become accustomed to the different voices of his family members.
After the dumplings were ready, Mom asked Qiuhua to send a few to the families she had close relationships with, including her second and third uncles. Actually, in terms of daily interactions, their two families couldn't even compare to their closest neighbors; distant relatives truly weren't as good as close neighbors.
In the early years, the three brothers had a grudge, but it was just a dispute about dividing the house and supporting the elderly. They didn't communicate with each other for a few years. Later, when the children grew up, they let go of the hatred. After all, they were one family with the same surname.
Qiuhua took five zongzi to her second uncle's house. His door was open, so Qiuhua walked straight in, calling out as she walked, "Aunt, Uncle!"
No one answered from inside the room. Qiuhua thought there was no one there, so she walked a few steps closer and found that her aunt was sitting on a small stool wiping her tears.
As mentioned in the previous article, my second uncle and aunt did not have their own children. They adopted a little fish from the next village a few years ago. The fish was one year younger than Qiuhua. When they brought her home, she was already five or six years old. She knew everything, so it was naturally difficult to tame her. She would run back to her former home every few days.
"Aunt, what's wrong? Where's Xiaonan?"
Qiuhua put the rice dumplings on the table. Auntie wiped her tears awkwardly and asked Qiuhua to sit for a while.
"The dead kid ran back again. I can't keep her tamed anyway."
Before I could say a few words, tears welled up in my eyes again.
"What nonsense are you talking about again!" Liang Xiaonan came in from outside with a stern face. The mother and daughter were not getting along and the atmosphere was awkward.
"Xiao Nan, where have you been? Are you hungry? My mom made some rice dumplings. Have one."
Liang Xiaonan was still happy to see Qiuhua. The two sisters were of similar age and had a lot to talk about, but they didn't want to say it in front of their mother.
The rice dumplings were freshly out of the pot and were still a little hot. You could smell the fragrance as soon as you walked in. Liang Xiaonan had an argument with his mother when he got up in the morning. He didn't have breakfast and went for a walk outside. Now his stomach was rumbling.
She reached out and picked one up, then pulled Qiuhua outside and said, "Let's go to your house to see Guoguo."
It seems that Guoguo was born with the mission of family harmony, and he has taken on too much at such a young age.
Arriving at Qiuhua's house, Liang Xiaonan, familiar with the place, brought out a small stool and hurriedly peeled the rice dumplings to eat. The glutinous rice in the hot rice dumplings would stick to the bamboo leaves, making it difficult to peel them neatly. She got her hands all over them, but she didn't care and just started eating.
"You didn't eat breakfast?"
Qiuhua was afraid that she would choke, so she went into the house to pour her a glass of water.
"No, don't mention it. He's been scolding me since morning. It's so annoying. I wanted to go back to my own house, but then I thought I'd be persuaded to come back. Forget it, I can't go anywhere!"
Liang Xiaonan ate the rice dumplings in five or six bites, and felt his mouth was sticky, so he drank another glass of water.
"Xiao Nan, you don't look full. Auntie has another basket here. Have another one!"
Seeing her wolfing down the food, Qiu Zhen took more food from the house. Liang Xiaonan quickly waved her hand and said no.
"Aunt, I don't want to eat anymore. It's almost noon. I want to eat at your house and have a good meal. I want to save some space for you."
"Okay, then save some space and eat more at noon."
The two young ladies were sitting in front of the courtyard gate. Qiuhua took the hand embroidery frame and started embroidering, talking while embroidering without any interruption.
"Xiao Nan, don't always blame Auntie for scolding you. What parents don't care about their children?"
"Hey, sister, please don't try to persuade me. I've heard all this talk so many times that my ears are numb." Liang Xiaonan looked up at the distance and said, "You only want me to be considerate of them, but who will be considerate of me?
I was over five years old when I arrived at Hetou Village. I understood everything, but this was not my home.
When I was a child, she hit me and I ran away. I ran back and was sent here again. To put it bluntly, no place is my home.
I don't have a home, I just have a roof over my head."
At this point, Liang Xiaonan choked up, and Qiuhua stopped what she was doing. She felt sympathy for Xiaonan.
When she was young, whenever her aunt beat Xiaonan, she would run to Qiuhua's house. The two of them would huddle together, talk about their sad stories, and then hug each other and cry bitterly.
"Xiaonan, you're grown up now. You'll have your own family in the future, and things will be different then."
Speaking of this, Liang Xiaonan's face was full of longing. Since she was a child, she has longed to have a real home of her own.
But neither her biological parents nor her adoptive parents could give her that hope. As she grew up, she placed her hopes on her future little family and on the man of her imagination.
"Sister, you're right. When I get married, things will be different. I'll have my own family and won't have to worry about their feelings anymore.
When will I have my own home?"
Qiuhua saw her desire, and she felt a little worried in her heart.
"It's certainly good to have your own family, but marriage is something you should be careful about and not just jump into lightly."
"That won't happen." Liang Xiaonan was very confident in herself, "I want someone who treats me well."
This condition is too general!
What does it mean to be good to you? Is it to give you a rice dumpling? Or is it to provide you with three meals a day?
The word "good" has no standard. What others think is bad may be good to you, and what you think is good may be bad to others.
Or it may be nice to you today, but not nice to you tomorrow.
Or maybe you think he is good to you now, but you may think he is not good to you in the future.
In short, finding someone who is good to you is really not a good criterion for finding someone.
"Sister, what about you? You're older than me and haven't gotten married yet. What kind of person do you want?"
Qiuhua looked into the distance and thought for a while before speaking: "I don't have too many ideas or requirements. You see, I just want to learn the craft well.
I hope this person can support my ideals. Of course, he must also have his own ideals. We will be a couple, but ultimately we will still be two independent people.
In life, we should be polite, understand each other, and show consideration for each other."
Liang Xiaonan only understood half of what he heard.
She now has only one belief, that whoever can give her a complete family will be her future man.
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