Zhang Xiaoli covered her mouth, "it seems that Xiaoyu is so smart, and it's not without a reason!"

"Come on, I'm old. I'm still here. Compared with the children, I don't want a face."

Zhao Qun, a family of old and young, each is in shape.

Zhang Daniu's face turned red and shut up and smoked in silence.

"Mother, what shall we eat today?" Xiaoyu immediately broke away and asked askew.

"What can I eat? Isn't it all the food? " Zhao Qun answers with melon seeds.

Xiaoyu pulled Zhao Qun's sleeve and said pitifully, "mother, can you buy some meat to eat? People really want to eat fried meat with chili."

"But now, where can I buy meat?" Zhao Qun looked at the hour in the afternoon.

"Isn't the pig boss in the village doing his old business and selling pork? I'll just go and buy some. "

Zhang Daniu knocked on the cigarette pole, put it on his waist and stood up.

The pig boss is not a pig. His real name is Zhu, but he has been selling meat in the village and town. As time goes by, everyone calls him that.

"Well, I'll give you the money." Zhao ran back to the house, counting twenty coppers from the small wooden box.

"Buy two Jin and a half fat and a half lean meat. Hurry up! We're waiting for the pot. "

"Well, I'll be right back." Zhang Daniu put the money in his sleeve pocket, put his hands on his back, turned and walked out of the gate.

"Well, I'll put the rice into the pot too. The price of rice has come down during this period. Rice mixed with corn is delicious..." Zhao Qun, who was talking to himself, patted his apron and stood up to walk to the kitchen.

Zhang Xiaoli also followed, "mother, I'll give you a hand."

Now the family life is very good, living in a big house, eating rice.

She almost forgot her days at Feng's house. She only dreamt back in the middle of the night. She would wake up and cry all night.

Koizumi is still writing calligraphy. Xiaoyu walks over and says, "brother, how much have you written?"

"Soon, just this one. It's almost over." Dip in ink while sketching on paper.

Xiaoyu looks at the words he wrote. It's really miserable.

"Brother, the pen is not held like this, it is." Take the pen from Koizumi.

Demonstrate on paper, "it should be like this, you see. When you write, don't use so much energy and be gentle, or the ink will soak in the back. "

"Oh, no wonder I said it was a little twisted!"

Koizumi re wrote, and found that it did improve.

Koizumi turned his head, "Xiaoyu, how can you know so much and write?"

"I don't know. Ha ha ha... "With a smile.

She has been reading books for more than 20 years. Of course, she has practiced calligraphy.

Of course, this is thanks to the compulsory requirement of the Chinese teacher, two big characters a day, which makes her what she is now.

Now think about it, at the beginning, she didn't scold behind her back, saying that the teacher was abnormal, and she didn't need to.

Thank you now.

"Well, I'm finished at last." Koizumi breathed out a breath, put the table in order, and rubbed his sore shoulder.

"Let's go to the garden and pick vegetables. Don't you want to eat tomatoes? It should be red. "

"OK, wait until I put it back in the room." Koizumi soon came out of the house.

"Let's go!"

Two people came to the house in front of a large field, Koizumi walk in front, encounter wet or small ridge, will stretch out a hand to pull rain.

"Be careful. It's a bit slippery here. I just had a run."