Chapter 493

Cuanjia village is located in the suburb of cuanjou city. There are mountains on all sides. There is only one road. It comes out of cuanjou city and winds in the ridge and back of the mountain, like a gray white ribbon around the waist of a giant.

Yao Jingjing drove down from luliangkou of Chunlong Expressway and stepped onto the streamer.

She rented the car from the car rental shop in Chuncheng. Yao's mother says she wants to go back by train. Yao Jingjing is worried about her mother's health. As soon as she gets off the plane, she has to catch the train, and she still needs a car to go to her grandparents' grave in her hometown in the countryside.

Yao's mother said that cuanzhou could borrow a car from a friend. Yao Jingjing didn't want to. She doesn't want to bother others. Borrowing a car is very annoying for people who have a car. Don't borrow it. Say you're stingy and not friends enough. Driving a car won't break down; Borrow it. I'm afraid of an accident. When something big happens, everyone is unlucky. When it's small, run a red light and make a small mark. You say you still care about this with your friends?

Yao's mother doesn't think so. Relatives should often walk around, come and go, and help each other. This relationship is porcelain. You don't ask people, people don't ask you. Over time, relatives will fade and friends will disappear.

Yao Jingjing thinks this is the thought of the older generation. Although it makes sense, it is no longer in line with the current era. The pace of society is so fast these days, who cares about who? If you don't bother others about your own business, try not to bother others.

She decided to rent a car. Yao's mother saw her sweep her mobile phone and rented the car successfully. She was shocked: "now rent a car so fast? I remember coming out with your father before. He went to rent a car, checked his ID card and paid a deposit."

Yao's father said, "that's the old calendar of what year. Later, don't you just swipe a pre authorization on your credit card? It's more convenient to use your mobile phone now!"

"You can!" mother Yao sniffed. "You show that you can. Why don't you buy a car? You have to let Jingjing take care of us!"

Yao's father was choked by her, but he was not angry. He just smiled and stopped talking. Of course, Yao's mother didn't mean to choke him. She just got used to it for so many years. Maybe it's because most of the women in the Laolong family are strong. She always likes to talk to her husband. In fact, she doesn't know how difficult it is for her husband to move from the countryside to the city and settle down. If she hadn't been ill, they would have had a good life. If they didn't buy a car, they would save money to leave a dowry for their daughter.

"Just know giggle!" mother Yao reached out to help her husband straighten the collar of his coat. This coat was bought by my daughter. After knowing the price, I distressed the old man for several days.

After finishing the coat collar, I suddenly found that my husband had more white hair on his temples and deeper wrinkles on his face. Yao's mother touched his face and said, "it's all my fault. I shouldn't have such a disease."

Yao's father took her hand and said, "it's all good. I'm better and my daughter is promising. You should be happy!"

Mother Yao smiled, "do you know what the most successful thing you have done in your life?"

"What?" asked father Yao.

Yao's mother said, "just helped me have such a capable daughter!"

Yao's father jumped up and hit the roof with his head. Ouch, he sat back again, covered his head and said, "what do you mean I gave birth to a daughter for you? There's something wrong with that. You should have given birth to a daughter for me. Jingjing's surname is Yao!"

Yao's mother said, "go, I'll let Jingjing take your last name. That's to give you face. You're still kicking your nose and face. Jingjing's blood is our old Cuan family's blood, otherwise it can be so promising!"

Yao's father put a stem on his neck: "then her surname is Yao!"

Yao Jingjing looked at the second old man and wanted to laugh. She said, "Dad, mom, how old are you both? You're so tired!"

Mother Yao said angrily, "where are we tired of?"

"It's not boring. Who helps who have children all day? You give me another brother!" Yao Jingjing said with a smile.

Yao's father said, "your mother suffered a hard time when she gave birth to you, and she would never be happy to give birth again. Otherwise, she would have added to the old Yao family."

Mother Yao said, "you want to have a little daughter. Who will give you a son!"

Father Yao said, "my daughter is OK! That's what you said. If you don't go back, you'll get one. Anyway, you're almost sick. I've been holding back for two years."

Mother Yao suddenly didn't get serious when she heard him. She bah: "what do you say in front of the child!"

Yao Jingjing blushed: "Dad! Mom!..."

Panshan road goes round and round, rising and falling. Looking out of the front window of the car, I just felt that there was no road at all. Suddenly I saw it grow endlessly like noodles in the hand of the Ramen master. The clouds are winding around the hillside outside the car. It's really like floating in the clouds.

Yao Jingjing opened the window a little and let the fresh air into the car. Although it was a little cold, it was refreshing.

Yao's mother was still blaming her husband for his reckless words just now. Looking at his playful face, she wanted to pinch a few on him, but it was bad for her daughter's face. She smelled the fresh mountain air and took a comfortable breath:

"Ah, I smell my hometown again. It's so comfortable!"

"Why can't I smell it?" father Yao shrugged his nose and sniffed, "isn't it the smell of earthy fishy son!"

Yao's mother said, "what's the smell of soil? It's called nostalgia and no culture!" she sighed and read a poem, "it's only seven days in spring, and it's been two years since I left home. After returning to the wild geese, I want to hair in front of the flowers."

Yao Jingjing said, "Mom, you're really good. You can also think of reading poetry."

Mother Yao sighed and said, "Alas, I'm old. My memory is getting worse and worse. I can still remember these things I recited when I was a child."

Father Yao said, "when your mother was young, she was really a talented woman. In today's words, beauty and wisdom should be developed at the same time, otherwise I wouldn't like her."

Yao's mother was happy and said angrily, "who wants you? Alas, when I was a child, I was in the cultural revolution and had no books to read. Otherwise, how could I go to college."

Yao Jingjing said, "Mom, you don't have a book to read. Where did you learn so many poems you taught me when I was a child?"

"My grandmother taught me that," said Yao's mother.

"Too grandma?" Yao Jingjing said strangely. "Isn't too grandma a countryman? Is she a lady of the family before liberation?"

Mother Yao said, "Lao Long's family was also rich. Your grandmother was a famous figure in those years. She went to military school when she was young!"

"Ah?" Yao Jingjing exclaimed in surprise. "Mom, are you kidding? Grandma was still in the Republic of China when she was young. How could there be a woman in the Military Academy at that time?"

Mother Yao said, "I don't know. I remember seeing a picture of my grandmother in military uniform when she was young. She was handsome! Later, I asked her where it was taken, and she said it was in Wuchang."

Father Yao said, "I know this..."

Mother Yao said, "you know shit! How can you know what I don't know?"

Father Yao said: "I really know that Wuchang branch of Huangpu Military Academy recruited a group of female students, more than 200 of whom were the first and only female officers in China before liberation. They were all great women who went to the battlefield. They were dissolved soon after the April 12 coup. Some went to the Soviet Union, some went to the propaganda teams of various troops, and some returned home. A writer named Xie Bingying was one of those students , she wrote a military diary, which tells this story. "

"So my grandma really went to military school?" Yao Jingjing couldn't help yearning, and the image of a double gun old woman in a TV play came out of her mind.