The Little Widower (farming)

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Before Chen Qing could say anything, Qi Shuning stuffed him with a red envelope. There were people booing around him. Chen Qing felt like he couldn't even breathe. There were too many people and it was too lively. He still felt a little uncomfortable.

It was Zhou Yuan who took his arm and led him out of the crowd. Before leaving, he said to Qi Shuning: "Hurry in, we will take everyone away for you."

There was even more laughter around, and everyone's eyes were focused. In Qi Shuning's case, no one should have noticed that when Zhou Yuan took Chen Qing's arm and left, he quietly clasped his fingers.

Chen Qing seemed to feel an unfriendly gaze coming from somewhere when Zhou Yuan pulled him, but when he looked, he found nothing. He shook his head and thought it was just his imagination.

After walking out of the yard, Zhou Yuancai smiled and handed the red seal he was wearing to him, a bit like coaxing a child: "Keep it."

Chen Qing wanted to give it back to him, but he had already strode away, saying as he walked: "There should be There's something else, you'll come and see me soon."

Seeing that all the people blocking the door were taken down, Li Xin felt bored. However, at the door of his room, Qi Shuning did not rush in, and finally opened Li Xin's door amidst the urging. door.

Li Xin was originally standing in the room, but was finally forced to sit on the bed by Zhang Yin. The two people looked at each other with clear eyes.

After going through some rituals, it was time for Li Xin to go out. When a brother or sister goes out, his elder brother should carry him out. But Li Xin only has one younger brother. Fortunately, he also has Zhou Yuan, his sworn brother, so when Li Xin goes out , it was Zhou Yuan who carried him out.

After they put Li Xin on the sedan chair and walked all the way to Qi Shuning's temporary residence, Zhang Yin and Li Tiejiang were already sitting at the main seats. On the other side was the memorial tablet of Qi Shuning's grandmother.

The village chief was the witness and shouted the ceremony loudly.

Zhang Yin kept wiping her tears with the handkerchief in her hand, and occasionally coughed twice.

After being sent to the bridal chamber, Chen Qing found Aunt Sun, whom he had not seen all day, and sat next to her to eat.

Zhou Yuan still couldn't take any time off. He had to help Qi Shuning stop drinking, so he wouldn't go home too early.

So Chen Qing and Aunt Sun returned home after dinner. Chen Qing then realized that he hadn't given Li Xin a gift yet.

When he told Aunt Sun, Aunt Sun said: "I gave him half a pound of gift money."

When Chen Qing got married, Zhang Yin also gave so much. That's how relationships go.

Chen Qing frowned: "But I didn't send it to Li Xin."

Aunt Sun comforted him: "Li Xin is a good friend of yours, he won't care, besides, you helped embroider his wedding dress, he won't I'm destined to be with you."

Chen Qing nodded and went to the kitchen to boil water. Aunt Sun drank two cups today and felt a little sleepy. She washed herself with hot water and went to bed.

Aunt Sun returned to her room after washing up. Chen Qing finished cleaning the yard. Hearing noises at the other end of the village, he knew it was not over yet.

The winter night was still a bit cold. He patted his already cold face and prepared to wash himself before going to bed.

Just as he soaked the veil, there was a knock on the door.

Chen Qing went over to open the door and saw Zhou Yuan standing at the door. When Chen Qing opened the door, he had no intention of coming in. He just stood at the door and looked at him and smiled.

"Aren't you coming in?" Chen Qing asked.

Zhou Yuan shook his head: "I drank a little too much, I'm afraid I'll scare you."

Chen Qing wanted to say that he wouldn't be scared, but when he looked up and saw the blush on his face, he held back: "Then are you going back to rest? Zhou Yuan

nodded: "Stretch out your hand."

Chen Qing did as he was told.

Zhou Yuan put a handful of sugar in his hand, because he kept holding it, and the surface of the oil paper was still warm.

"It's the remaining candies over there. Niu Niu and I took them."

Chen Qing took the candies, his heart felt warm, and he asked Zhou Yuan: "Shall I make you some hangover soup? There is still some kudzu root at home. "

Zhou Yuan pressed his forehead: "No, I drank over there. You can go back and rest. It's cold outside."

Chen Qing stood there and watched him leave.

Zhou Yuan turned around and saw that he was still standing where he was, so he turned back. When Chen Qing opened his eyes wide, he gently touched his cheek. His voice was hoarse: "Go back quickly."

Chen Qing said in a hoarse voice. Qing ran away, and Zhou Yuan who stayed behind helped him close the door and then climbed out over the wall.

Chen Qing's heart was beating fast, and he lay on the bed for a while before calming down. But after turning off the lights, the album he saw at Li Xin's house last night popped into his mind again.

Ahhhhhh.

Chen Qing pulled up the quilt to cover his head and screamed silently.

The next day there was no heavy fog for a long time. Chen Qing and Aunt Sun made an appointment to go to town to buy New Year's goods. The New Year would be celebrated in two days.

They originally didn't intend to trouble Zhou Yuan, but when they passed Zhou Yuan's house, he had already parked his car and was waiting.

So the two of them got on Zhou Yuan's bullock cart, and met some people from the village along the way. Zhou Yuan also gave them a ride. The car was very lively, and Chen Qing huddled next to him, and followed him on the bullock cart. There were more people, and Chen Qing was squeezed to sit next to Zhou Yuan.

The people behind were all talking about Li Xin's wedding, and no one noticed that Zhou Yuan's free hand, sitting in front, touched the back of Chen Qing's hand.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, the town is very lively. There are many more vendors setting up stalls than usual, and the originally empty streets are crowded with people.

Chen Qing's scalp felt numb as he looked at the bustling crowd.

Zhou Yuan left the oxcart aside and went shopping with them.

In the past, when Chen Qing and Aunt Sun bought New Year's goods, they only bought a small amount that they had to use. This time they finally had the time to go shopping.

Aunt Sun bought some of all kinds of seasonings, dried fruits, and couplets with the word "Fu". Seeing that she was interested, Chen Qing overcame it and walked with her for a long time. What Chen Qing didn't expect was that Zhou Yuan was also following her. behind them.

When Aunt Sun was shopping, she didn't forget to ask Zhou Yuan. She would also buy some for him when appropriate. After buying, she asked him what his plans were for the New Year.

Zhou Yuan helped Aunt Sun and the others carry their baskets and said as they walked: "I don't have any plans. I want to bury my grandmother on the mountain. Nothing else seems to happen."

He came with his grandmother's memorial tablet and wanted to dig it out for her during the Chinese New Year. A grave bag and a monument will be erected after a while.

"How to make New Year's Eve dinner?" Aunt Sun asked again.

Zhou Yuan shook his head: "Let's do something random, I don't have any skills."

Aunt Sun felt heartbroken: "Come to our house for dinner on New Year's Eve. Anyway, everyone is celebrating the New Year at home, and no one will notice."

Zhou Yuan looked at it Chen Qing glanced at him and Chen Qing just lowered his head.

Zhou Yuan curled his lips: "Then I'll trouble Auntie."

"What's the trouble? This is how the Mid-Autumn Festival is celebrated." Aunt Sun patted him on the shoulder.

On the way back, there were still people taking the bus, but because everyone brought a lot of things, they all gave Zhou Yuan the fare, and Zhou Yuan also accepted it. Chen Qing also took out a few coins from his wallet and put them on Zhou Yuan's back. palm.

Zhou Yuan accepted it, and instead of putting it in his sleeve like other people's money, he carefully put it into his purse.

Zhou Yuan went to the village chief on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, bringing some snacks and saying that he wanted to find a place to build a grave for his grandmother.

There was no need to tell the village chief about this matter. After all, the mountain behind was so big, but the tomb was so small.

The village chief originally had some objections to Zhou Yuan because of Chen Simengzhu's matter, but Zhou Yuan was so solemn about this matter and the gift he brought was not light, so the village chief had a smile on his face.

"It's okay, the mountain is so big, you can be wherever you want."

Zhou Yuan nodded and expressed his gratitude to the village chief.

On the early morning of New Year's Eve, Zhou Yuan went up the mountain alone and found an open place where he could see the Luo River. He dug a hole and buried all his grandmother's clothes that he had brought from his hometown. There is only one thing left for me to think about.

After doing everything, Zhou Yuan leaned against the grave and whispered in his hometown dialect: "I promised you that I would take you to a place with mountains and water. I did it."

"Are you okay? I don't know. Tuosheng is somewhere, but don't be so miserable anymore."

"I'm fine too. I'm going to have a family soon. He is a very good and lovely person. I will bring him to see you when we get married.

"Grandma, I miss you so much that I can barely remember you." Zhou Yuan pressed his eyes, "It's been so many years since you gave me a dream."

"It's me ." I dug it by hand, it was too hasty, I believe you won't care."

Zhou Yuan stood up and said, "Grandma, I'll come back tomorrow.

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Chen Qing and Aunt Sun got up early. The chicken they killed earlier was cooked in the morning and was brought to the grave with their heads held high.

First, I went to pay homage to the father of the Meng family. As usual, the money for the fragrant wax paper was bought by Chen Qing. This is Chen Qing's contribution to the family.

While Aunt Sun was talking, Chen Qing stayed aside quietly.

Arriving at Meng Tao's grave, Chen Qing lit incense candles.

He later dreamed of Meng Tao once, but he didn't tell Aunt Sun. Telling him now would make her happy.

"Mom, I dreamed of him again later."

Aunt Sun was burning paper and turned her eyes to look at Chen Qing.

"The first time I dreamed about him, he said he didn't understand why I wanted to wear a filial piety. I was obviously not familiar with him."

Aunt Sun remembered that Chen Qing seemed to have called Meng Tao's name in the dream at that time, and she laughed: "It seems like something Tao Zi would say."

Chen Qing also smiled and rolled his eyes.

"The second time was when you had a fever. He was very anxious and asked me how I could still sleep."

"Even if he is in heaven, he is still thinking of you."

Aunt Sun nodded again with red eyes: " He is a filial child, and so are you."

After returning from the mountain, Aunt Sun prepared the New Year's Eve dinner, and Chen Qing took the paste she had cooked and began to paste the Chinese characters "Fu" and Spring Festival couplets.

During the previous Chinese New Year, they just bought a blessing character and pasted it on to celebrate the Chinese New Year. This year, they also bought three Spring Festival couplets and asked Chen Qing to affix them.

The door at home was not high, so Chen Qing could stick it on tiptoe. However, when posting the horizontal markings, Chen Qing set up a stool and was careful.

"Aqing, be careful, don't fall." Aunt Sun also called him in the kitchen.

"I know."

After finishing the main room and the kitchen, Aunt Sun helped him hold the stool and moved quickly.

Finally there is the gate.

Originally they just pasted two characters "福" on the door to celebrate the New Year, but today they have to put a horizontal sign on the highest part of the gatehouse.

The previous stool was not high enough. Chen Qing held up the bowl of paste feebly, sulking. It would be better if he were taller.

Chen Qing lowered his head and wanted to tell Aunt Sun that he couldn't paste the couplet on the gate, so someone took the paste bowl from his hand.

"Can't you stick it on?" Zhou Yuan asked.

Chen Qing raised his head and glared at him. You could hear the teasing tone in his words. He was saying that he was short, either overtly or covertly.

"I'll do it." Zhou Yuan stood on the stool where Chen Qing was standing just now, and gently raised his hand to brush the paste on, "Hengbao."

Chen Qing came to his senses and handed the horizontal batch to him.

Zhou Yuan worked more neatly and tidily. He posted the ones at the door and sorted out the other two that Chen Qing had just posted crookedly.

Although I don't know much about Chinese characters, when I buy couplets, I always let the vendors choose the ones with good meanings. When I see the red couplets, I feel very happy.

Zhou Yuan said: "I came here to borrow paste. I'll go back and paste it at home first." After he finished speaking, he looked at Chen Qing.

Chen Qing lowered his head.

Aunt Sun said, "It's inconvenient to apply it alone. Ah Qing, go and help him apply it."

Chen Qing then agreed, followed Zhou Yuan with the bowl of paste in hand.

Aunt Sun asked Zhou Yuan again to come for dinner in the evening, and Zhou Yuan agreed.

It was said that Chen Qing helped him put up the Spring Festival couplets, but in fact Zhou Yuan posted them all by himself, and they were so perfunctory and crooked that Chen Qing sighed when he saw them.

After finishing posting it, Chen Qing took the bowl home and helped Aunt Sun cook together. Zhou Yuan stood in the yard and watched the smoke coming from their house.