Chapter 707

At that time, grandma was at the age of flowers.

Now that others have seen her beauty, there is no reason why shunmin, a high school student, is a passionate young man.

Presumably, shunmin is also handsome.

I haven't seen a picture of shunmin when he was young. When he appeared in my field of vision, he was in his old age. But in his later years, he was still tall and dignified. When he was young, he must be handsome.

My grandmother fell in love with Li shunmin later. She must have been moved by his appearance. Which girl doesn't cherish spring, even if it's a lowly servant girl?

It was a good time.

Early, grandma wake up, draw water, pour tea, wait on grandfather wash face. Then, prepare ink, take pen and paper, stand aside, watching grandfather practice calligraphy. The young master of a rich family has a good diet. My grandmother followed my grandfather. Maybe she ate a small kitchen.

My mother once told me that there were only a lot more snacks in Xicheng before liberation. What Yangzhou Fuchun bun, a bite of oil Xicheng xiaolongbao, yellow thick fried dough sticks, white and milk like soymilk; Delicate and delicious small wonton, noodles, millet porridge, eight treasure porridge, thin white porridge. My mother said that the soup of small wonton at that time was original chicken soup which had been cooked for many years. It was very fragrant. That peddler selling chaos, once opened the steaming wonton, it was fragrant. What my mother said is not an exaggeration. In that turbulent era of material scarcity, it is a long time to remember that poor people could eat a few delicious wontons.

Well, in large families, there are ready-made cooks at home. Naturally, they can eat whatever they want, but only if they have one on the market. Grandmother follows grandfather, the food moistens, the whole person also can become more beautiful.

Since when did my grandfather begin to teach my grandmother to practice calligraphy?

It's a mystery.

But it must be secretly, not openly. Grandfather's mother, an arrogant woman, does not allow her baby son to have nothing to do when he is free. She teaches a servant girl to read. It's not in line with the rules. Since the life is a servant girl, it should be divided. When she is old enough, she should be given a man to keep her order, or she can sell it to another family and give her some money, so that she can be a master and servant.

Isn't that always the case?

It was an April day when the apricot blossoms had fallen, but the peach blossoms were still gorgeous.

On that day, my grandfather went home, put down his schoolbag, looked at my grandmother who was sitting in the corridor holding her chin and looking into the distance, and asked with a smile, "Xiaoxian, are you homesick?"

"Young master, I have no home for a long time."

"Here you are." Shunmin takes some snacks from his bag and hands them to Xiaoxian.

Xiaoxian must be afraid to accept it. But it's not the first time. It's the secret of their common life. At first, Xiaoxian didn't dare to eat the young master's food for fear of being found. But in the young master's instigation, forced to taste a piece. Later... No one found out, so they ate it secretly.

Xiaoxian passed the snack, but didn't eat it.

The young master mentioned home, which made her feel disappointed. She had no idea of home in her mind. Home is the constant cough of father and the helpless cry of mother. Home is the wheezing sound of her cruel aunt forcing her to do many things every day. She thought she was going to die at her aunt's. She didn't die. On the contrary, she was sold to Li's family. Although she was a servant girl, she didn't worry about food and drink, and her work was light. For a time, she had hallucination. She was lucky.

"Young master, you haven't bought anything for me in the future." Xiao Xian is eating a snack, but she is still uneasy.

"It's OK. It's from someone else." Shun min smiles gently. He looks at Xiao Xian's wrist. The wrist is very white, the skin is very tender, like which book says: the spring breeze is blue in the sky, the painting boat listens to the rain and sleeps. On the edge of the ridge, people are like the moon, and their white wrists are frozen with frost and snow. Is that so? But Xiaoxian's skin is no worse than the woman in the ancient books.

Shunmin feels more and more that Xiaoxian's appearance is really classical and has classical beauty.

Two people went in one by one. Shunmin looks at Xiaoxian putting down his schoolbag, sighs and tells her something about the current situation outside. Shunmin said that grandma would listen quietly. She didn't interrupt, she just listened.

Shunmin's complaint is nothing more than how the students are suppressed by the authorities. Many people go to the streets to protest, and he is no exception. What's worse, he sent a message to Xiaoxian that the Japanese are coming, and that's the big deal.

Xiao Xian didn't speak because she knew she had no culture. If she asked, she would be timid. But actually shunmin doesn't care. He likes to chat with Xiaoxian better than his rigid mother.

"Maybe the Japanese are going to cross the river, but now no one knows. The Japanese are short. "

Xiaoxian asked how short the Japanese were. She dares to ask about this topic. On the one hand, it does not involve culture; on the other hand, it is simple and popular.

"Isn't Japan called Japanese pirates in history? The Japanese, the Japanese, are dwarfs. " Shunmin explained.

This time, Xiao Xian did not dare to speak again. We all say that the Japanese are not tall, and the Japanese soldiers are very short. They are all about the same size as the fat black old Zhang in the kitchen. Lao Zhang's nickname in the Li family is Wu Dalang. He works in the kitchen. Sometimes when the chef has something to do, he asks Lao Zhang to help him. He has to prepare a bench and stand on it. No one in the kitchen didn't laugh, and Lao Zhang didn't care.

He was short, but he got a wife and had two children. Lao Zhang is very satisfied with the status quo in the Li family.

Xiaoxian doesn't understand Japanese people. She only knows that she is not a good person and has bullied Chinese people. But when in history, where does she know? If you listen to the book of heaven.

Shunmin said that some Japanese are not as tall as Lao Zhang. He also thought of Lao Zhang as a metaphor“ But although they are short, they are united and powerful in attack. They are backed by new German weapons. The three northeastern provinces have been occupied. "

The topic here is very heavy. This is intolerable to a patriotic and high spirited youth.

Shunmin sat down and said she wanted to drink water. Xiaoxian quickly poured her hands over.

Her main duty is to take care of the young master's daily life. She knows that she can't talk about deep topics with the young master. However, the young master is willing to talk about things outside with him every time he comes home, which makes her very happy.

The young master thinks highly of her.

"Will the Japanese call one day?" This is the worry of Xiaoxian and the whole Li family. Although she is illiterate, she has at least patriotism.

It's not patriotism. Xiaoxian doesn't know what patriotism is. She just felt that the Japanese should not invade China. China is a Chinese country. What's the relationship between China and the Japanese?

She doesn't understand that falling behind means being beaten.