Chapter 83

As soon as the bell rang and the exam was about to take place, the children immediately looked nervous.

Han Qingping distributed the papers according to the grades. Xiaowang was still in grade one, Sanwang was in grade two, maisui and Erwang were in grade three, but Dawang was in Grade Four - if he had passed 50 points.

After getting the test paper, Dawang settled down first. What he turned in his mind was Lin Lan's indifferent smile. She seemed to say, "eldest son, there's nothing to be afraid of. The mother who should learn has summed it up for you. I believe you!"

He settled down, then took a pencil and began to answer the question.

Han Qingping and Huo yuan have been watching him. They just look at Dawang sitting there, looking down at the test paper, expressionless, and don't know what he thinks.

Yes or no? Do you think it's hard to get angry with the paper?

Although they know that Dawang did well in summer vacation, after all, the time is too short. What can they learn in only one month? At least half a year.

After exchanging their looks, Han Qingping quietly walks towards Dawang and finds that Dawang has already picked up a pencil and started to write.

Whether you can write or not, it's a good phenomenon to be able to write. If you don't write a word, it means you can't.

Because there are many students in the three big rooms, it is inevitable that there will be a lot of noise. If there are children, they will protest.

Dawang is not moved. At home, even if Sanwang howls outside, he can still brush the title and read books by himself. Now there is no pressure.

When Dawang finished the paper, he motioned to the teacher to hand it in.

Han Qingping: "Dawang, check again."

Dawang: "yes, I will. I can't help it."

Han Qingping: at a young age, I really... See through.

Before he could see the time, he took the red pen and corrected it directly, because they were all topics he was very familiar with. Han Qingping saw them very quickly.

There is a composition in Chinese, but it only needs 300 to 500 words, and the content is very simple. After all, it's only primary school.

Soon the score was decided.

Han Qingping some can't believe, looked back again, unexpectedly or... 87 points? This is still that he thought the composition was too serious and gave ordinary marks.

This... Is it that I sympathize with the child too much and make it too simple?

Say good 50 minutes on the line, how to test 87?

Although know Dawang summer vacation progress is not small, also did not expect so good. After all, he has only been in grade one, and now he is in grade three.

He went to see several other children who were from grade three to grade four. It's so terrible!

You students, who are still serious and learned from grade one, are not as good as Dawang, who has never been studied by others. You are really angry with me.

After taking the Chinese test and taking the math test, Dawang's speed will be faster.

Finally, I got 95 marks in math.

Several teachers doubted whether it was too simple, and then doubted whether Dawang got the right topic?

They look at Dawang curiously, but Dawang still has no expression, as if this is just so, no big deal.

Teachers frequently nodded, "this child, calm, is a big deal."

After correcting, the teacher returned the paper to Dawang, "take it back to your mother."

The Mid Autumn Festival has examinations in the morning and holidays in the afternoon.

Maisui and Erwang are very concerned, "brother, have you passed?"

Dawang looked at them and said, "go home."

Sanwang tried hard to grab Dawang's paper, but he couldn't get it at all.

The children arrived home faster than before. Lin Lan was already preparing lunch.

Today is the Mid Autumn Festival. She went to the supply and marketing agency and bought meat with Han Qingsong's ticket. She also bought moon cakes, apples, rice sticks and sugar to eat. There are many children at home, and she often makes Hawthorn red dates, apple Hawthorn syrup, so she consumes more.

When they came back, Lin Lan was making pills. One is steamed meatballs. The fat and thin meat is chopped up, and an egg is put in. Then add appropriate salt, soy sauce and sugar, and stir in one direction. Then the balls are made by hand and put in the tea tray. When cooking, they are steamed in the pot. In addition, she fried the vegetable balls, shredded the gourd and carrots, beat in the eggs, added some flour, and fried them into golden balls with chopsticks in the oil.

Although the cost of oil, but after all, is the Mid Autumn Festival, need to have the particularity of the festival. Even if you eat less oil, you can save today's luxury.

"Wow, it smells good!" The children can't wait to rush in. Sanwang takes Xiaowang in the lead, standing by the side of the pot and looking in.

Lin Lan served the children with vegetable balls and sugar water. She handed Dawang a bowl of Hawthorn apple water and asked with a smile, "how was the exam?"

Dawang took a look at her. There was no joy or sorrow on his face. He couldn't see whether he had passed or not.

Lin Lan heart a Deng, oh, the eldest son this expression is not right, ah, how to look at so sad and aggrieved?

Is that not true?

She restrained her smile, "it's OK. It doesn't matter if you don't do well in the exam. Anyway, learning is not for the exam. Just learn what you should learn. After that, being able to write is better than anything. Let's kill the chickens as we do. "

Dawang handed her the test paper, which was still the same as usual, but now Lin Lan looked at it and felt that his expression was a little painful.

She took the examination paper and thought that if she didn't have 50, she would have to have 40. She thinks that Dawang usually has a good grasp of it. She estimates that he can score more than 60 points, not less than 50 points.

She unfolded the test paper, saw the real score, whoa, exclaimed: "Dawang brother, OK! It's a good example for my younger brothers and sisters to give my parents a long face! Well, yes, parents are proud of you

She gave a generous compliment.

Sanwang: "ha ha, big brother is blushing."

Sure enough, a suspicious red color appeared on Dawang's wheat colored face.

Maisui said with a smile: "brother, Congratulations, you can be promoted to the fourth grade!"

Erwang: "elder brother, after more than a month's hard work, it will pay off. In the future, you don't have to write questions. Ha ha This month, Dawang is too nervous to do a topic. When he dreams, he begins to talk in his dreams. He often talks about a topic.

That's right. It's the topic, "Why are you so hard! Is there something wrong with you? Can't you be simple? "

ha-ha.

Others don't know, but Erwang knows. He only tells maisui and Linlan. I dare not let Sanwang know, otherwise the whole village will know.

Sanwang clapped his hands and said, "ouch, ouch, I can eat the pig's hoof at last."

Because Dawang is nervous about his study recently, Sanwang has to keep his voice down at home and sleep carefully. He can't let go of biting the pig's hoof, because when he does it, his elder brother will kick him harder than before.

Once he kicked Sanwang directly, he accused his elder brother of being dishonest when he was sleeping. He didn't know that he was provoking when he was sleeping.

When he accused Dawang, Dawang showed him his shoulder directly, and there were his teeth marks on it.

Sanwang is honest now. Hehe, he starts to feel, "brother, you are really strong, just like my father." Kiss up.

Xiao Wang also looked at the paper with Lin Lan's hand, "big brother is so powerful, I can't do it."

Lin Lan touched his head, "you are still young."

She clapped her hands, "children, in order to celebrate big brother's upgrade, let's kill chickens! You can eat chicken today, thanks to big brother! " Although she was going to kill chickens, she was more willing to say that with the light of her eldest son, the children were happy and Dawang was happy.

Han Qingsong brought back the hen and laid an egg when she came home. Later, when Lin Lan said that she would not lay an egg and eat meat, she laid another one. Now she finally stopped laying.

If a chicken does not lay eggs, it costs food to keep, so it naturally has to kill and eat meat.

After lunch, kill the chicken. In the afternoon, remove the hair and stew it. When Han Qingsong comes back in the evening, he can eat it.

"Ouch, ouch, kill the chicken!" Sanwang's eyes are the brightest, "second brother, take the recipe quickly! There's chicken to eat! " He happily picked up Xiao Wang and swung around, then put him down and pestered Da Wang: "big brother, big brother, swing!"

Swing is that adults clasp their hands on the top of their heads and let children hold their elbows. Adults start to turn and turn children.

Da Wang's strength was very strong. Even if he didn't, he could lift them up and turn them around a few times with his hands. The two brothers cried excitedly.

Sanwang is excited, Xiaowang is a little afraid.

Dawang put them down, and Sanwang began to circle.

Xiao Wang also felt that the world was turning upside down in front of him. He was drunk and laughed. "I'm so dizzy," he flopped down on the ground.

Erwang is going to help him.

Dawang said, "don't help me. I'll be fine in a moment."

It's no use trying to help me up. I have to go through the dizzy period.

In the middle of the day, we can eat some simple cakes with pickles and fried meatballs. After lunch, the children go to mow the grass first.

After coming back, Lin Lan asked Dawang and Erwang to kill the chickens. They killed the chickens, and she burned hot water to remove the hair. After cleaning up, chop into large pieces, blanch the chicken with boiling water to remove the foam, and add onion, ginger, perilla and other seasonings. She doesn't add big ingredients to stew chicken. She thinks it tastes too heavy and the soup is not good. In addition, she adds some mushrooms and fungus to stew directly.

This is an old hen for more than two years. It needs more stewing. But this awesome stew is enough for an hour.

The bottom is stewed with chicken, and the side of the pot is covered with hybrid flour cake. The hybrid flour is basically corn flour, sorghum rice, fine flour, and sometimes some bean flour. Then stew a pickle with eggplant and mashed garlic to save firewood.

After an hour, you don't need to add grass. You just need to stew the charcoal under the bottom of the pot. In this way, when Han Qingsong comes back, you can eat it.

Lin Lan clapped his hands, "children, we are going to have a special welcome party today. We welcome director Han home and formally report the good news of big brother to him!"

She was in charge of publicity and often asked the children to help with the performance. They were all familiar with her routine. Even Dawang, also went to help Lin Lan's program as the background.

The children rehearsed with great cooperation. Even if Dawang was not enthusiastic, he didn't refuse.

……

When Han Qingsong comes back in the evening, he finds Lin Lan leading the children to make trouble again.

Lin Lan and her five children, divided into two columns, smile at Han Qingsong and bow slightly. "Director Han has worked hard. Welcome director Han home."

Han Qingsong stopped his bike and looked at them in a puzzled way, "what's the matter?"

Lin Lan immediately ran to hold his arm, "good news, good news."

It's the first time for her son to do something seriously and succeed. It's a big event for her. Naturally, she has to celebrate it very formally.

This is the sense of ritual in life.

She wants to let Dawang have a sense of glory and pride, let him know that he has done a great thing, let him remember all his life this summer, how he and his mother worked hard together to complete an incredible task. In the future, no matter what he does or what difficulties he encounters, he can think of this summer, this exam, his parents, brothers and sisters, and how proud he is!

She held Han Qingsong's arm, tilted her head, and said to Dawang with a smile, "OK."

Dawang

Really good... Well, not boring, but good... Shame.

He stood at attention and said to Han Qingsong, "Dad, I'm in the fourth grade."

Really? Han Qingsong did not hide his surprise, staring at Dawang, "not bad!"

For the first time, when he saw Han Qingsong's surprise and approval in his eyes, Dawang was very happy, and the corners of his mouth could not help but smile.

Lin Lan said with a smile: "son, if you want to smile, smile. Don't be young and light like a vegetable board."

The smile in the corner of Dawang's mouth suddenly disappeared, and his cold expression was restored.

Lin Lan: "how I don't know my eldest son, and I didn't get it right. In order to make up for it, she quickly said: "ha ha, don't be embarrassed. Look at your father, he has a black face every day. In fact, his heart is not like this. He doesn't know how sultry he is... How humorous he is."

Lin Lan accidentally said a word that people didn't understand at this time.

They don't understand the general meaning of sulao, they just focus on the word "sulao". At present, Sao means "Sao" and "wave", which is the most widely understood meaning!

Lin Lan obviously feels Han Qingsong's body stiff for a while, and then feels director Han's hot attention from the top of his head.

Lin Lan: ha ha, I'd better shut up.

Sanwang: "Niang, what's my father like?"

Lin Lan: shut up, I'm in trouble! Watch out for my anger!

Xiao Wang quickly waved his hand, "it's not over yet. Go on

After the big brother's report, there are still younger brothers and sisters to make their stand.

So Lin Lan took Han Qingsong's hand and walked around in the posture of reviewing the troops, saying that the children were good.

The children immediately thank their parents for their efforts. They will study harder in the future.

Xiao Wang took out his harmonica to play a song, which pushed the atmosphere to a climax. After that, the family congratulated Da Wang on his smooth upgrade.

This is Lin Lan's idea, which reflects the harmony between husband and wife, the kindness of father and son, and the happiness. It's a pity that she destroyed it. After congratulation, the children's attention tilted to the top of director Han's Sao.

Lin Lan: that's what it's like to move a stone and hit yourself in the foot.

Sanwang and Xiaowang murmured in a low voice: "is Dad Sao?"

Xiao Wang shook his head: "no, dad has a good smell. It's the little rich that makes a fuss. "

Sanwang: "he's always pissing."

They went to ask Erwang and maisui, "where's daddy?"

Erwang and maisui are two years old, and they have rich association ability. They immediately think of the girls outside scolding them, "you are such a whore, you are not serious all day and want to hook up with men!"

But it seems that you can change it. You want to hook up with women all day long... Hook up with their mother.

Maisui: "didn't you find that? My father's look at my mother is different from ours. That's to hook up with my mother, to be coquettish with my mother. "

Several children immediately recognized this view, father is really coquettish, mother said right!

Han Qingsong: I vaguely feel that someone is slandering me.

Lin Lan quickly pinches his hand to comfort him, but he holds her hand, seems to ask for an explanation.

Lin Lan couldn't help laughing and motioned him not to be stingy.

He took an eye to look at her, Lin Lan immediately understand what he meant, nothing more than... Cough, director Han has never done anything serious at home!

This year, because of the separation of the family and the fact that Han's sister-in-law lifted the table during the Chinese new year, Han Qinghua came back and left again, but failed to stay for the Mid Autumn Festival. The old lady was not comfortable, so she would not ask people to eat.

The rooms were quiet.

Lin Lan quickly asked the children to set the table for dinner, because it was not so cold, so she moved the table to the yard, and after dinner, she could enjoy the moon.

When I was eating chicken, I cut a big bowl of coriander and threw it in. Today's coriander has no chemical fertilizer and pesticide, and its aroma is very strong. Throw in a handful of cold dishes and stew, and the taste will rise.

Children's favorite tomato salad can not be less, and then cut cucumber dipped in sauce.

The whole family sat around the table, stewed chicken with mushroom and coriander. It was so fragrant that people thought it was a dream.

Xiaowang was dizzy by the aroma of stewed chicken. Just as he was about to stand up and exclaim something, Sanwang said in a loud voice, "brother Xiaowang, I'll do it for you."

He laughed and lifted the bowl. "Ah - meat, ah - a wonderful life! Ah, I love you Then sit down and drink chicken soup.

Xiao Wang looked at him and said seriously“ Third brother, I didn't think about it. I want to sing chicken songs. "

Sanwang swallowed the chicken soup in his mouth, "is that right? I learned from my mother. Listen to me. "

He cleared his throat and began to sing: "I trust you, I trust you, I lay eggs for you, but why do you betray me? Oh, you hurt me, and you laughed. I lay eggs for you, but you stewed me in a pot ~ ~"

"Ha ha ha... Stinky Sanwang, you don't want to be pulled down!" Maisui stamped his feet and laughed so much that he had a stomachache. Erwang also laughed so much that he put his head on maisui's shoulder and laughed to the fork. Lin Lan also laughed, one hand holding the table, one hand rubbing his stomach, "three donkeys, you... You want to laugh to death, we own this pot of chicken?"

Dawang on the other side couldn't help but grin at the corners of his mouth, showing his neat white teeth. He raised his hand and slapped Sanwang who was gnawing at the chicken.

Han Qingsong fists against the lips, smile straight shaking shoulder, black eyes but looking at the opposite Lin Lan. The way she laughs, just like the children, makes him feel very good.

Xiao Wang is still young, and he doesn't understand some things, so he can't understand Xiao San GE's smile. He saw that everyone was laughing wildly, but the third brother was buried in eating. He immediately said, "third brother, you are cunning. You make everyone laugh. You eat by yourself."

He quickly put a piece of chicken leg meat in Lin Lan's bowl, "Niang, I'll take it for you."

Lin Lan clip to his bowl, "good darling, eat quickly, a big basin, Niang also have some to eat."

At this time, the chicken is different from the later hormone chicken. The soup is covered with golden oil. Not only is the chicken delicious, but the skin is also very elastic. It's very delicious to stew and roll up. It tastes delicious and has elastic teeth.

Lin Lan let them just let go and eat chicken twice a year. She wanted the children to have a good time.

One by one, the children eat with their stomachs round, holding their stomachs around the yard. Eat too much, Lin Lan prepared moon cakes, apples and so no one to touch.

In autumn, there was no tortoise to find. Besides listening to the radio, there was no other fun. Dawang was not worried about upgrading, so he took his younger brother and sister to the production team to peel corn to earn work points.

During the Mid Autumn Festival, the day is already short, and it is still bright when eating, and the light is dim after eating. Lin Lan lights the lantern and hangs it on the door frame to light Han Qingsong.

The dishes on the table are almost the same, but there is still a little chicken left. Lin Lan picks it up in a bowl and gives it to Han Qingsong, "third brother, eat more and make up for it."

Han Qingsong motioned to her and patted the stool beside him to let her sit down.

The moon on the fifteenth day is big and round. It has not yet reached the middle of the sky. It is hanging on the East treetop, peeping into the world like a shy little girl.

In the moonlight, her face was white, and his mind was as rippling as the moonlight.

He took her hand quietly, but still ate seriously. Recalling last year's Mid Autumn Festival, it seems that it has been far away.

After dinner, they clean up. When the children come back, Lin Lan lets maisui take a bath with her.

This year, it's much more convenient to take a bath with a bathroom. After dinner, they can take a bath by boiling water.

When it's cold, Lin Lan washes with wheat ears, and can also rub her back. After washing, she wipes dry, puts on her inner garment, wraps her cotton padded jacket, rushes into the Kang, and then chews some apples and pomegranates. It's also very comfortable.

After taking a bath, Lin Lan went to the Kang and wiped her hair with a handkerchief. At this time, there was no hair dryer, so her hair was not easy to dry. She usually washes her hair at noon and does it in a hot moment. It's just that she has to go to the ground during the autumn harvest. Even if she washed it in the morning, she would feel itchy if she didn't wash it at night. Fortunately, she keeps her short hair.

Han Qingsong takes a bath and comes in. He grabs his hair with a handkerchief. His hair is short, his body is hot, and he can dry fast.

Lin Lan was lying on the mattress with her head resting on his thigh. She asked him to help clean her hair. Soon she was sleepy.

Just about to fall asleep, he woke up.

"I didn't do it. I fell asleep and caught a cold." He combed her hair with his slender fingers, which made her feel crispy and itchy.

Because the Kang was hot and Lin Lan was hot, the heat in her body went up, making her snow-white cheek bright and moving.

Han Qingsong was staring at her.

Lin Lan was embarrassed to see him up, angry at him, "old husband and wife see what ah, it's not that I don't know."

He raised his hand to hold her jaw, not to let her avoid their own line of sight, "good-looking, I like it." His voice became more subdued and magnetic, with deep desire.

Lin Lan feels that he wants to kiss up, so he pulls his hand with a smile, "come on, show me you."

Han Qingsong had already kissed her lips and said in a low voice, "I'm not pretty."

He kisses the bottom of her ear, caresses her back with his big hand, and the cocoon on the palm of his finger rubs her skin, making her tremble slightly.

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After a few days, autumn wind invasion, Lin Lan ready to take time to sew cotton padded clothes.

This morning, she said to Han Qingsong, who whistled for morning exercises: "it's cold. Don't swim in the morning. It's freezing the children."

Han Qingsong: "Xiaowang is free. The three boys continue." Don't you like to go into the water on a cold day? It's not cold yet.

Dawang doesn't matter. Xiaowang is a little eager to try. Erwang's face has changed.

Mom, it's winter, and we have to drive them down the river? Ducks and geese are shivering and hiding in their nests.