Shen Qingmiao didn't take the gift Gu Jingyuan sent her too seriously. No matter what it was, Shen Qingmiao said she had seen a lot and wouldn't be too surprised.
After putting the letter into his own space, Shen Qingmiao planned to go to the kitchen to help Shen's mother.
Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, and Shen's mother started busying herself early in the morning and began preparing lunch.
When Shen Qingmiao came to the kitchen, Shen's mother was putting the cleaned duck into the pot to cook. As soon as Shen Qingmiao came in, he said to Shen's mother, "Mom, do you need my help?"
"No, no, if you have nothing to do, go to the chestnut tree at home. Your eldest brother and the others are picking chestnuts there." Mother Shen continued to move her hands and answered Shen Qingmiao, "The letter just now was sent by your brother. What did it say?"
Whenever such a reunion day comes, I will miss the people far away even more. Thinking of Shen Jianjun being alone outside, Shen's mother misses him even more.
"No, it was sent by my friend."
This answer made Shen's mother feel lost for a moment, "You said your second brother didn't even know to make a phone call or send a letter back."
"Mom, don't worry. Maybe you will receive a call from my second brother in the evening. He probably hasn't finished his work yet." Shen Qingmiao spoke well of her second brother.
"Mom, I'll go to my eldest brother's place then." He said and ran out of the kitchen.
Mother Shen turned around and looked at the place where Shen Qingmiao disappeared, smiled and shook her head.
He's so old, but still acts like a child.
Shen Qingmiao recognized the place where chestnuts were picked. After walking for a while along the route he remembered, he saw his elder brother and sister-in-law.
At this time, her eldest brother, Shen Jianguo, was standing high above the chestnut tree, tapping the chestnut-laden branches with a long bamboo pole. Every time he swung the pole, there was a crackling sound.
The eldest sister-in-law and her nephew Xiaojie stood far away, watching the chestnuts falling from the sky.
Shen Qingmiao looked at the flying chestnuts and remembered the consequences of standing foolishly under a tree as a child. A chestnut hit her head directly, and it hurt so much that her mother even used a needle to pick out the chestnut thorns on her scalp. Since then, every time the chestnuts were hit, Shen Qingmiao would stay away.
Even so, it is still impossible to avoid being pricked by chestnut thorns.
Sometimes I accidentally lost my balance and fell down, hitting the chestnuts with my palm. Other times, when I was pouring the picked chestnuts into the basket, the chestnuts flew out and hit my feet.
Even so, picking chestnuts is the most important memory of Shen Qingmiao's childhood.
Shen Qingmiao walked to Li Zhaodi and waited together for Shen Jianguo to knock down all the chestnuts and put away the bamboo pole so that they could start picking up the fallen chestnuts.
The sound of waving bamboo poles echoed in the space. Besides their family, there were others also picking chestnuts. Chestnuts were the most common fruit tree in their Xiaohe Village, and every household planted one or two.
It took a long time for Shen Jianguo to knock down all the chestnuts from the tree.
After he stopped, Shen Qingmiao and Li Zhaodi picked up the tongs and started picking chestnuts, while Xiaojie picked up the ripe chestnuts that had fallen.
This year's chestnut trees were laden with fruit. One tree yielded several baskets of chestnuts. I worked all morning to collect them all.
My eldest brother Shen Jianguo made several trips back and forth to transport it.
When Shen Qingmiao, who had a sore back, and his group returned home, Shen's mother had already prepared lunch and they could eat as long as they washed their hands.
When Mother Shen saw them coming back, she also smiled and said to them, “Hurry up and wash your hands and have dinner.”
As soon as we entered, we were greeted by the rich aroma, and everyone's face was filled with greed. Without delay, we quickly washed our hands and went to the living room. After everyone was seated, we started eating.
It’s a festival that happens once a year, and today’s food is much richer than the previous ones. The pork that Shen Qingmiao and Shen Jianmin brought back last night was made into delicious dishes.
After the meal started, no one hesitated and started eating the meat dishes.
This meal was both satisfying and enjoyable.
In the afternoon, Shen Qingmiao stayed at home and did not go out. Shen's mother found that her daughter was increasingly reluctant to go out and stayed at home every day.
"Qingmiao, why don't you go out and play?"
Shen Qingmiao was too lazy to go out to play. The main reason was that she was a lazy person.
"Isn't it good for me to stay at home with you?" Shen Qingmiao looked at Shen's mother with an aggrieved look.
"All right, all right. If you want to stay home, then stay home."
Seeing that Mother Shen no longer urged him to go out and play, Shen Qingmiao returned to his lazy state.
In the evening, Shen Qingmiao hadn't forgotten Gu Jingyuan's instructions. Hearing that there would be a movie showing in the village square tonight, the villagers, having heard the news, went there early after dinner with their stools to reserve a seat.
Shen Qingmiao also asked his third brother Shen Jianmin to help him reserve a seat.
While everyone was at the square, Shen Qingmiao grabbed his things and prepared to go to Old Master Xue's place. The last time he went to Old Master Xue's place was before he went to the county. It had been quite some time since then.
I hope Grandpa Xue won’t blame me later.
Sometimes, Grandpa Xue's temper was really unbearable. Although he always explained himself, Grandpa Xue didn't seem to believe that the relationship between him and Gu Jingyuan was not what he thought.
Shen Qingmiao, who had already thought of how to explain, was almost at the cowshed. When he was not far from the cowshed, Shen Qingmiao suddenly saw someone standing at the door of the cowshed suspiciously.
Without thinking, Shen Qingmiao hid first.
Who is that person?
Because it was dark and far away, Shen Qingmiao couldn't see the person's face clearly. But judging from her figure, she seemed to be a woman.
In the short period of time from the time Shen Qingmiao saw that person to the time she hid herself, she had already thought about what to do if the bad result she imagined really happened.
Shen Qingmiao's eyes were fixed on the cowshed, not daring to relax for a moment.
I saw the man standing at the door of the cowshed, knocked on the door, and someone came out. After a while, the man was about to leave the cowshed.
Oh no, she's coming this way!
Afraid of being discovered, Shen Qingmiao immediately curled up into a ball and hid in the grass, not daring to move or even breathe loudly, for fear of being discovered by that person.
Because he was squatting, Shen Qingmiao could only see the man's legs but not his appearance, which made Shen Qingmiao a little regretful.
After the man finally walked away, Shen Qingmiao finally walked out of the bushes. During the time he was squatting there, Shen Qingmiao didn't know how many mosquito bites he had received, and he felt itchy all over.
After coming out, Shen Qingmiao couldn't help but start scratching everywhere.
Shen Qingmiao looked at the direction where the man disappeared, still wondering who that person could be.
Could it be her?
A figure appeared in Shen Qingmiao's mind, and she thought that person was the most likely one.
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