Qiuhua’s mother’s house is very big, completely different from what Chen Nongmo had imagined.
Strictly speaking, it is not at the end of the village, but is built at the foot of the mountain, and does not live together with other villagers.
What’s more, it is different from most of the three-room bungalows in the village. The blue bricks and gray tiles hidden in the vast snow make its style more like a courtyard house.
Standing on the mountain and living beside the water.
Viewed from afar, the antique scene had a unique artistic conception, which gave Chen Nongmo the illusion that she was here on vacation.
"The house was just renovated two years ago. The drawings your eldest brother gave us said it was in the fashionable style of J City. When the boys reach the age to get married, we have to build a bigger house. Don't stand here, it's freezing outside. Wait and see. Let's go inside first." Seeing the little girl's big eyes exposed outside curiously exploring everywhere and her pace slowed down, Cao Qiuhua thought she was curious about the size of the house, so he explained while pulling her into the house.
"Yes, sister, come in first. It's all snow now, nothing to see. When spring comes, there will be many flowers in and outside the yard, you will definitely like them. That is the plum tree, and the one over there is a peach tree. When the season comes, there will be endless fruits, and your second brother will take you to climb the trees to pick them. They are so crisp and sweet." Cao Liu was tall and strong, as strong as a black bear, with a very honest smile, but he was a rough man on the outside but a delicate one on the inside.
After hearing his introduction, Chen Nongmo couldn't help but look in the direction of his finger. Although she saw nothing but lonely tree branches covered with snow, she still felt a sense of anticipation for a good harvest.
At the same time, I was also feeling emotional in my heart that this second brother, whom I met for the first time, had a delicate heart that was extremely inconsistent with his appearance.
These are obviously ordinary words, but they can make people relax unconsciously.
= "This is Lao Liu, right? I am your fourth brother Chen Jun, and he is your fifth brother Chen Yi."
As soon as I stepped through the door, in addition to the warm environment, I was greeted by a pair of twin brothers who looked extremely similar.
Perhaps because he is still young, the 15-year-old boy is very tall but still slender.
One is enthusiastic and cheerful, the other is gentle and shy, and has a good appearance.
Chen Nongmo smiled sweetly: "Hello, Fourth Brother and Fifth Brother, my nickname is Yu Yu."
Although she is still getting used to the nickname Yu Yu, she'd rather forget about Lao Liu or something like that as she can't get used to it.
My sister is pretty, and she is even more eye-catching when she smiles. Chen Jun raised his hand and scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly: "I know your name is Yuyu. Mom often mentions you. The sixth child is arranged according to the order of our brothers and sisters. Do you prefer to call you Yuyu? I think the sixth child is better. I can tell you are my sister as soon as I hear it."
Haha, Chen Nongmo's mouth twitched in silent protest.
"Pa!" A loud slap sounded.
Cao Liu, who had greeted the back of his stupid brother's head, smiled particularly honestly: "How can you call a girl Laoliu? You should either call her Liumei or Yuyu, do you understand? Also, I'm hungry, hurry up and serve the food!"
"Hiss, second brother, it hurts, it hurts."
"That's right, it hurts. I think you deserve to be punished." After teaching his troublesome brother a lesson, Cao Liu smiled at the little girl and said, "Sixth sister, I'll take you to your room first. After you put your luggage away, we can go out for dinner."
Chen Nongmo: "Thank you, second brother."
Cao Liu smiled: "Since you call me second brother, there's no need to be so polite."
= Had a big meal of meat.
Took a hot bath.
He also distributed to everyone the gifts that his mother had helped prepare in advance.
Chen Nongmo returned to his own room and sat cross-legged on the kang, wiping his half-dried long hair.
It was only at this moment that she had time to take a closer look at the room where she might live for many years to come.
The furnishings in the house are simple and elegant, with tables, chairs, wardrobes and everything else available, and they are also carved with intricate patterns.
Just now when we were having dinner, I heard Qiuhua’s mother say that these were all made by Zong’s father and second brother Cao Liu personally, and it was obvious that they put a lot of thought into them.
Coupled with the soft, warm, and brand new quilt beneath her and on her body, every detail told Chen Nongmo that this family welcomed her.
She started this life over again, and from the moment she opened her eyes, she seemed to have been loved by everyone.
Even though he was not the type of person who was easily sad about the passing of time, Chen Nongmo had to admit that there was a soft corner in his heart, and at the same time, he felt more uneasy.
Everything is fine now, even a million times better than she imagined.
So what about my parents? Who can I contact to get the news?
She was a little greedy and hoped that the good luck she had since her rebirth could continue a little longer.
I hope my parents are not swept away by this political storm.
If that were the case, Chen Nongmo was very sure that he would not be able to stay out of it.
"Knock knock!" There was a sudden knock on the door.
Chen Nongmo put on his shoes, got off the kang, and quickly opened the door.
Cao Qiuhua came in holding a pile of clothes and said with a smile, "I guess you haven't slept yet. In previous years, I would send you clothes before the Chinese New Year. It's just right that you came this year, and I saved the postage. Have a good sleep later, and try the size when you wake up. Is it thick enough? If you think it's too thin, open it and add some cotton."
As he spoke, Cao Qiuhua had already placed a pile of clothes on the wardrobe, turned around and took the towel from the little girl, and helped her wipe her hair, muttering: "It's very cold, and you just came to the north, you are not used to it yet, you have to prepare for washing your hair and taking a bath in the future, be careful not to get frostbite and suffer from the wind."
Chen Nongmo is not a dull person. It can even be said that she is a very sociable person.
So, relatively speaking, she is not very good at dealing with other people's sincerity.
Often at times like this, it will be awkward and tight.
Just like at this moment, she sat on the kang bed with her head slightly lowered, feeling the force of the hand wiping her hair, listening to the woman's unique clear voice, speaking caring words, and had no idea what to say in response.
Fortunately, Cao Qiuhua did not need the little girl to reply to her. In her opinion, it was normal for the little girl to be shy and unable to relax since she did not understand the world before and suddenly came to an unfamiliar environment.
It will be fine once you get familiar with it. Both the child and she need time: "Your hair is so nice, so black, so thick, and so smooth like satin. I need to get another dry towel."
Chen Nongmo hurriedly stopped them: "No need, Qiuhua mother, just dry it at the end of the kang later."
Hearing this, Cao Qiuhua didn't force it. While hanging the towel up, he reminded her, "Don't sleep until it's completely dry, okay?"
"I know."
"Then I'll keep you company for a while, or else you might fall asleep if I leave."
Chen Nongmo. "How about trying the clothes you made for me?"
"OK!"
The clothes are very exquisite. The size must have been determined before cutting. They fit me perfectly.
One is a pink double-breasted style, and the other is a bright red side-buttoned style. Both are modified short styles that barely cover the hips and do not challenge the current trend.
Both jackets are made of floral fabrics. Fortunately, the flowers are small, otherwise, no matter how much Chen Nongmo wants to pretend to be young, he would be embarrassed to wear them out.
This, coupled with her classic hibiscus face, instantly made her even more charming.
"I knew this style suits you. I'll make a few more for you later." Cao Qiuhua found pleasure in dressing up the girl. He pulled the girl up and down, looked her up and down, left and right, and praised her sincerely.
Chen Nongmo hurriedly shook his head: "It's enough to wear. I also brought two thick coats."
"That's not a lot. You only brought two boxes, half of which were gifts for us. How many clothes can you have? Winter is free anyway, and my family has saved up a lot of fabric for you. They are all bright colors, and no one else can wear them except you. By the way, make some clothes suitable for spring and summer."
Hearing this, it would be a bit ignorant to refuse further, so Chen Nongmo asked: "Then can I learn to make clothes from you?"
Once upon a time, during the summer vacation in high school, she worked on the assembly line in a clothing workshop for two months. She could only be said to be slightly better than those with no basic knowledge, and she was still far from being able to complete a piece of clothing independently.
Cao Qiuhua rubbed the little girl's head and said, "I'm willing to do that, but shouldn't you learn to read first? I'll have to send you to school next year."
a bolt from the blue!
It was like a bolt from the blue!
Chen Nongmo came to his senses and was devastated.
Yes, how could she forget that she was still illiterate.
So, does this start in first grade? Or kindergarten? Help!
= "Are you relieved?" In the master bedroom, seeing his wife coming back with a soothing smile, Chen Zong pulled her to lie on the bed, ready to take a nap with her.
In order to pick up their little daughter, they took a few hours' drive to the city yesterday and stayed in a guesthouse for one night so that they could pick her up early in the morning.
My wife had suffered a lot in the past and her health had always been poor. She must have been tired after driving back and forth for more than ten hours.
Seeing that her brows were relaxed, Chen Zong did not spoil the fun by mentioning these things, but instead talked about topics that interested her.
Cao Qiuhua turned over and faced her husband before saying, "Well, I'm relieved. I'm happy that Yuyu is well. I finally have one thing off my mind. Now I'm worried about Demao and Ji Mo. I don't know how they are doing. Although the little girl didn't say anything, I can see that she's worried about them, too."
Chen Zong: "Didn't you mention this to the boss before? Wu Wen is a filial son. He is his father, and he will definitely help if he can. Even if he can't help, it's okay. As long as we find where Brother Demao was sent, I will make a few more trips to deliver things to them, or I can mail them. Don't worry too much."
The wife is worried, and the man who is taciturn outside will always say more to comfort her at this time.
Cao Qiuhua uttered "hmm" softly, without saying anything else, but buried her face in her husband's arms.
Chen Zong smiled and said, "Go to sleep. When you get up, I'll go with you to the village committee to call the boss and tell him that he got Yu Yu. This will prevent that guy from worrying about him."
Hearing this, Cao Qiuhua's body stiffened.
"What's wrong?"
The woman lay back down again, raised her hand to press her temple, and said with a rather awkward smile: "I was just saying I forgot something. I haven't told the eldest brother about Yu Yu coming home yet."
Hearing this, Chen Zong's rugged face revealed a faint smile. He patted his wife gently with his big hand like a palm leaf fan and said in a deep voice, "It's okay. It's not a big deal. Just tell the boss when you call him. How can he be angry with you?"
".This is hard to say."
(End of this chapter)
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