On the day of the autumn outing, Chuxia put a lot of snacks such as bread, egg cake, beef jerky, etc. into Cen Huaian's schoolbag to ensure that he would be full and share with other children.
In addition to food, there was also a piece of cloth, red medicine, cooling oil and other things that might be used in the autumn outing.
"Don't throw away the garbage after you eat, throw it all in the trash can."
At this time, there are trash cans in the streets and parks. Most of them are made of cement in various shapes, such as penguins, frogs, lions, and pure small pavilion-like cylinders with fruit peel bins or fruit shell bins written on them.
Cen Huaian is looking forward to the upcoming autumn outing. He nods to everything Chuxia says, just waiting to go to school quickly.
The schoolbag was a bit heavy, so he put on a small green water bottle. Just then, a child from the courtyard came to ask Cen Huaian to go to school together.
He drank the malted milk in the bowl in one gulp, put on his schoolbag and ran out of the house quickly.
Guan Yan next door was also sending her son to school. Qi Ming couldn't wait to run, but Guan Yan held him and gave him instructions.
Chu Xia saw it out of the corner of her eye, but she went back to the house without paying much attention.
Guan Yan paused, glanced at Chu Xia, and continued to talk to Qi Ming.
"Did you go play with An An? What does his father do?"
Qi Ming told his mother that Cen Huaian was very impatient. He pushed Guan Yan's hand away and ran out: "No, no, I don't like playing with him! Mom, don't let me go to him anymore, I'm going to school!"
Guan Yan helplessly watched her son running away, her eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.
Her husband is now doing business, and she always feels that Chu Xia's husband has an extraordinary background, so she wants to find out if she can use her connections.
Who knew that Chu Xia was not only unyielding, but her son was also so disobedient. She was very angry, but there was nothing she could do.
Let's discuss it with her husband when he comes back.
Attached primary school.
Cen Huaian came to school, Chenchen immediately came over and opened her schoolbag to show Cen Huaian.
"An An! Look, I brought a lot of snacks! Do you want some Maltesers? And some spicy chips!"
Chen Huaian really likes the taste of spicy chips, but his mother has always forbidden him to eat them. Thinking of the consequences of not listening to his mother and having a toothache, he immediately shook his head.
"I don't want to eat them. I have food."
Chen Chen was a little disappointed. Obviously, the snacks he brought were the ones that all his friends liked to eat. Why didn't An An like them?
Maybe this is why I like playing with him. He is different from other children at first glance.
"Students, come out and line up! Two people at the same table line up in a row, don't mess around!"
When the classroom was in a mess and each child was showing off the delicious food they brought to their classmates, the head teacher stood at the door of the class and shouted sternly.
These children immediately sat down obediently and waited to go out.
Because the primary school is so close to the People's Park, all the students of the primary school walked to the park.
From youngest to oldest, they lined up, and the teachers walked beside them and watched as the primary school students set off for the park!
The students were very excited. Some naughty children always wanted to run outside, and usually these children were held tightly by the teachers.
Some workers on their way to work would pass by these children and ring their bicycle bells to greet them.
The children also enthusiastically discussed these adults riding bicycles, and even showed envy.
Cen Huaian walked through the street hand in hand with his parents. It was the first time for him to walk with his classmates and teachers.
Although he was excited in his heart, he looked very calm and it was not visible at all. Unlike Chenchen who was walking beside him, jumping and walking with excitement clearly visible.
"An'an, aren't you happy to go on the autumn outing?"
An'an: "Happy."
"Then why don't you smile?"
"Why do I have to smile?"
Chenchen didn't understand Cen Huaian. How could he be so calm and not excited at all?
Cen Huaian also didn't understand Chenchen and the others. Why did they keep smiling? Didn't their faces hurt?
But this didn't affect their activities together in the park.
Bangzi and the others were also in preschool, but their seats in the class were not with Cen Huaian.
They were a little older and taller, so the teacher arranged them in the back.
The classmates all knew that Cen Huaian and Bangzi and the others had a good relationship. At first, some people laughed at Bangzi and his friends, saying that they were so young and just started school, and looked so poor.
Later, a kid saw Bangzi fighting with a senior student, and he beat the senior student so hard that he cried loudly. The look in his eyes was so fierce and cruel that the kid was scared and cried on the spot. After
the news spread to the class, no one laughed at Bangzi and his friends anymore, and some even avoided him.
They began to admire Cen Huaian, who could play with such a scary classmate. Of course, they were also afraid of An An, who looked very fierce.
The things that Bangzi and his friends brought were all in their bags, not much, just syrup, and they could make sugar figures.
The students who came to the park for the autumn outing had all kinds of snacks in their bags. They were not short of food, but they were short of delicious and fun things.
Therefore, the sugar syrup brought by Bangzi and his friends is very popular. You can eat it, mix it and play with it, and compete with your classmates to see who mixes it better.
Cen Huaian and Chenchen both help to sell it. Students don’t have to spend a lot of money, they can buy it for one or two cents.
One cent is less, two cents is more. If you want to experience making sugar figures yourself, add two cents.
Some students who don’t have money just come to watch the fun, and those who have money will buy one or two cents to mix and play.
There are so many students in the entire affiliated primary school, and many come to buy.
Cen Huaian and Chenchen are very busy, and they keep collecting money to mix sugar syrup for their classmates. Chenchen just thinks it’s fun to experience life, and Cen Huaian is the one who really helps.
Bangzi and his friends each carried a small bucket, and they sold out in less than an hour.
Later, when the students heard the news and came to buy, they found that only empty buckets were left, which was a pity.
"An'an, will you still sell in the future?"
"Bangzi, will you sell in school?"
Bangzi rushed them away: "No more, no more, let's talk about it next time."
Then Cen Huaian and a few others collected the things and found a place with few people to count the money and divide it.
Cen Huaian and Chenchen did not want money. They just helped and did not spend money to buy raw materials, nor did they carry things.
Bangzi said, "You will get money if you help sell, but it's less."
Cen Huaian did not refuse, and Chenchen accepted it. He smiled foolishly with the money he earned: "An An, look, this is the money I earned myself! I will show it to my parents when I go home, they will definitely be very happy!"
Cen Huaian paused with his hand that was holding the money: Yes, every time he earned money, he saved it himself and never told his mother to let her praise him. He will show it to his mother when he goes back today.
After selling the things, they went out to play.
The teacher has marked out areas, and students are only allowed to play in these areas. They are not allowed to run around, and they are not allowed to go to the artificial lake.
Of course, there are definitely disobedient children who go there, so there are teachers guarding dangerous places such as the artificial lake, and they will chase away students when they see them going there.
Cen Huaian is not interested in the artificial lake. He still remembers the ginkgo leaves his mother mentioned, and he wants to pick ginkgo leaves.
Bangzi and the others don't like the leaf-picking activity, so they run off to have fun on their own. Only Chenchen follows Cen Huaian and moves with him.
The largest ginkgo tree in the park is at the entrance of the park, and you can see it as soon as you enter the park gate. There is also a ginkgo forest further in.
Cen Huaian only remembered the big ginkgo tree at the entrance, and that was where he went.
The ginkgo tree was very big, with a thick trunk and rough veins. It was divided into several strands, each of which was very thick and twisted.
The entire ginkgo tree was surrounded by a small circle of green bricks, and people were not allowed to approach. The introduction of the ginkgo tree was hung on the trunk, saying that it had a history of 500 years.
Most of the leaves of the ginkgo tree had turned yellow, and there were yellow leaves like small fans on the ground. When the wind blew, they would fall down.
There were also old people beating ginkgo fruits nearby, and more leaves fell.
Cen Huaian picked up large and complete leaves from the ground, and put them all in an iron box that he had found at home to store leaves.
Chenchen found it boring after picking for a while, and ran around under the ginkgo tree, picking up a handful of leaves from time to time to play with.
He picked up a big handful, quietly approached Cen Huaian, and then raised his hand vigorously, shouting happily: "It's snowing!"
Many ginkgo leaves fell on Cen Huaian's head and body, and he quickly shook them off to the ground.
Chenchen ran a long way and found that Cen Huaian did not catch up with him, and was still picking leaves with his back to him. He felt very strange.
He walked over again, and his hand just touched Cen Huaian's shoulder: "An An, you..."
Before he could finish his words, An An turned around in an instant, and threw a handful of leaves all over Chenchen's face and body.
Then he stood up, with a smile of success on the corner of his mouth.
Chenchen screamed "Wow wow", and went to pick up leaves and throw them at Cen Huaian, and Cen Huaian threw them back at him.
In the end, the two of them were so tired that they fell on the ground covered with ginkgo leaves.
If it was the old Cen Huaian, he would not be so happy to play the game of throwing ginkgo leaves with Chenchen, he would think it was childish.
But now, he has regained a lot of the innocence of a child, and these are all slow and inadvertent changes.
After playing, Cen Huaian continued to pick leaves, and Chenchen helped him, and finally they filled the iron box.
It was almost noon at this time, and Cen Huaian and Chenchen returned to the place where the teacher said to gather.
He spread the cloth his mother brought him on the ground, and Chenchen, Bangzi and others sat around and started eating.
Chenchen brought a lot of things, but they were all snacks that would not satisfy hunger. The steamed buns brought by Bangzi and others were not delicious when they were cold. In the end, the bread brought by Cen Huaian was the most popular and was eaten up. Of
course, he couldn't help but take a bite of the spicy chips in the end, which tasted delicious with the steamed bun. He didn't dare to eat more, only one bite, for fear that his stomach would really be uncomfortable, and then his mother would deduct his little red flower again.
After eating and drinking, everyone walked around the park in the afternoon, and finally gathered back to school at three o'clock. It was the end of the day!
Overall, this day was still very interesting, more interesting than being in school.
As soon as Cen Huaian got home, he showed Chu Xia the ginkgo leaves he had picked and the money he had earned.
"Mom, do I have a red flower today?"
"Yes! It's a reward for you having a happy and safe day, and for remembering what mom said and picking up ginkgo leaves. Of course, if you give me the money you earn, I can give you one more as a reward."
Cen Huaian immediately retracted his hand that was about to take the money: "I can take one less red flower."
The weather was getting colder and colder, and Chuxia felt that if she didn't wear the long-sleeved skirt she bought, she would have no chance to do so, so she got up in the morning and put on the red skirt that Huang Tingyue wanted to borrow.
She wore a pair of black leggings underneath, not the smooth ones, but the ones she specially found for the feet, which were similar to the leggings of later generations. Wearing them under the skirt and a pair of black leather shoes would make her look very beautiful.
She also put on a long windbreaker over the skirt. She could take it off when it was hot at noon, but she would keep it on when it was cold.
Before Cen Huaian went to school, Chuxia asked Cen Huaian, "Does it look good on mommy?"
Cen Huaian said "hmm" in agreement.
Chuxia went out happily.
Her outfit attracted the attention of some female employees in the factory. Huang Tingyue was the first to ask her where she bought the windbreaker.
Chuxia told her that it was from the young man who had a stall in front of the department store.
"I heard that he will open a store in the city center soon. We can go to his store to buy it then."
Huang Tingyue touched the fabric on Chuxia's clothes and was a little worried: "Will it be expensive?"
Chuxia smiled and said: "I think the quality and style of his clothes match the price."
Huang Tingyue's relationship with her blind date has developed rapidly recently. According to the gossiping elder sister in the office, her target often comes to the factory gate to pick her up.
Chuxia sorted out the information and heard them laugh: "Then it will be soon. We estimate that we can eat Tingyue's wedding candy soon."
Chuxia never participated in these topics. When she was asked, she smiled and nodded. She never said much and was a perfect invisible listener.
She didn't expect that just after listening to the elder sisters, she really saw Huang Tingyue's target coming to pick her up at the factory gate.
The man was not too tall, estimated to be around 170cm, but he was indeed as gentle and refined as Huang Tingyue said.
Chuxia didn't look at him much, just glanced at him and followed the crowd out, pretending not to see Huang Tingyue running past like a butterfly.
But when Huang Tingyue ran past, she saw the man staring at the crowd and asked curiously, "Who are you looking at?"
The man smiled gently and shook his head, "I was looking for you, I didn't expect you to be behind me."
Huang Tingyue looked suspiciously at the crowd and happened to see Chuxia wearing a black windbreaker with a burgundy skirt at the bottom, and her graceful back was walking away.
She felt strange and a little uncomfortable, but she also felt that she was overthinking.
It is true that Chuxia is now beautiful and knows how to dress up. She wears the best clothes in the factory every day and is the most fashionable worker in the factory. She is no longer the gray factory uniform she used to wear. Now many female workers learn to dress like her.
Huang Tingyue has heard people say that she is pretty more than once. Even young male employees will look at her more when they meet her.
If Chuxia had not been married and had a five-year-old child, many male employees might have pursued her.
Although Huang Tingyue smiles in the office every day and seems to have a good relationship with Chuxia, she is actually very jealous of her in her heart.
Especially when Chuxia's husband came to pick her up when it rained before, she felt extremely sad.
She now wants it to rain again, and her partner will come to pick her up, so that Chuxia can watch her being picked up.
Huang Tingyue knew that Chuxia's husband had left, and there would definitely be no one to pick her up now.
Chuxia didn't know what Huang Tingyue was thinking. She just happened to receive a letter from Cen Zhengnian at this time, and some things he sent back.
It was another big package, mostly prepared by her mother-in-law.
Because Cen Zhengnian was very busy after returning, he had no time to prepare. Jiang Shengnan bought it and asked the guards to bring it to the base, and then asked Cen Zhengnian to send it in his name.
Jiang Shengnan probably didn't know that Cen Zhengnian was so honest, and told Chuxia everything in the letter.
"An An, if you write a letter, remember to write one to grandma. Can we also send grandma a copy of the family photo we took? Grandma has sent us so many things, we can't just say nothing."
Cen Huaian looked at the pile of things and felt that his mother was right, and nodded: "Okay."
He didn't have any feelings for the word grandma before, and even had some resentment, but the time since Cen Zhengnian came back has calmed his resentment a lot.
Now she sees things mostly out of curiosity. After all, they have never been together, so to be honest, there is not much affection. When she
returned to the office in the afternoon of early summer, she found that Huang Tingyue's attitude towards her had become a little subtle again.
Although she still smiled and talked, she always found that she would look at her with strange eyes.
Chuxia initially thought that something was wrong with her clothes, but later she could not figure out what was wrong. Then she thought she had a brain attack again, so she reduced her contact with her.
On Sunday morning, the weather was just right, and Chuxia and Cen Huaian finally had time to start making ginkgo leaf bookmarks.
The ginkgo leaves that Cen Huaian brought back were neatly arranged by Chuxia and Cen Huaian and put into the book that day.
Now the leaves are dry and can be used to make bookmarks.
At this time, there were no various glues like in later generations, so Chuxia used flour to make a paste, which can be used just the same and is very useful.
Then she found the old calendars at home, and used scissors with Cen Huaian to cut the parts with beautiful patterns into rectangular cards that were five or six centimeters long and three or four centimeters wide.
Then you can make your own bookmarks. You can write your favorite words on the ginkgo leaves, such as "Born Bright", "Everything is Lovely", "Peace and Happiness", "Unification of Knowledge and Action", etc. You can also write poems.
It is best to write with a brush, and use a small brush to write in regular script. Of course, many leaves will be damaged in the process.
Fortunately, Cen Huaian picked enough leaves, otherwise too many would be damaged and not many bookmarks could be made.
After writing the words, you can use paste to stick them on the cut cards. This step should also be careful because it is also easy to damage the leaves.
Next to Cen Huaian, he wrote and damaged a small pile, and then glued a small pile. In the end, there were more than a dozen successful ones, but his face was turned into a little cat.
The success rate in early summer was higher, and the leaves made by the two had different marks. Chuxia drew a small flower on the one she made, and Cen Huaian wrote a small "An" on the ones she made.
In fact, it would be best to have a small seal, just stamp it, but neither of them had one, so they had to use this method to distinguish them.
In the end, these bookmarks were divided into three parts, one was sent to Cen Zhengnian, who had the most, one was sent to Jiang Shengnan and his wife, and the other was sent to the capital, to Cen Zhengnian's grandfather.
Cen Huaian also wrote three letters, but Chuxia didn't know what they wrote specifically, and she didn't read them. She was only responsible for sending the letters and things out, which was Cen Huaian's secret.
Not long after this was done, it suddenly rained again, and it was even colder. Chuxia and Cen Huaian put on sweaters and woolen trousers.
Knitting became more popular in the office, and Huang Tingyue was also knitting. Only Chuxia didn't knit, she didn't know how to.
Huang Tingyue knitted for her boyfriend. They were very sweet. She even asked Chuxia: "Don't you knit a sweater for your husband?"
Chuxia told the truth: "I can't knit. The ones I knit are not as warm as the ones I buy."
Huang Tingyue looked incredulous: "You can't? Do you want to learn? I'll teach you. Your husband will be very happy to receive the sweater you knit."
Chuxia refused: "I have already bought a wool sweater for my husband, so I won't waste the wool to learn."
At this time, the letter sent by Chuxia and Cen Huaian was also received by Cen Zhengnian, Jiang Shengnan and his wife, and the grandfather in Beijing.