C11 Sister-in-law Cuihua
I ate a dozen apples at noon and rested for a while. After four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was no longer as hot outside. He then climbed down the mountain to the hillside and shook his dirty shirt. He put it on and walked towards the Peach Blossom Village.
When he passed by Hua Qigang's house, he stopped to take a look. The door of Hua Qigang's house was locked from the outside. It seemed Zhang Cuihua had gone out.
His house was only five minutes away from Hua Qigang's house, which was at the entrance of the village. At this time, he walked slowly in the village and was not in a hurry to go home.
Besides, he had never come back here since his grandmother, Old Madam Jin, died.
He had not come back for more than three years. The house must be dirty. He had to clean the house first when he went back. He thought about taking the subsidy and going back to the county. He was too lazy to clean his house, which had not been occupied for a long time.
He strolled leisurely on the road for a few minutes. He saw a woman walking towards him with a hoe in the distance. The woman looked like Hua Qigang's wife, Zhang Cuihua, when she walked.
Mao Xiaojun immediately went up to her. When he got closer, he found that it was indeed Zhang Cuihua. However, she looked more mature than when he left the village three years ago. She was dressed in flowery clothes. She held a hoe in her hand. Obviously, she had come back from working in the fields.
"Sister Cui Hua, are you working in the fields?"
Zhang Cuihua looked at the dirty young man in front of her and could not recall that there was such a person in the village. Why did this person recognize her? Who was he?
"Excuse me, you are..."
"Sister Cui Hua, you are really a person with a lot of people who forget things. I am Grandma Jin's grandson, Little Jun. You do not recognize me?"
Zhang Cuihua looked at this young man again. She remembered that when Mao Xiaojun left Peach Blossom Village, he was only 1.6 meters tall. Now he was more than 1.8 meters.
"Oh, he is really Little Jun! He had grown into a young man after three years of not seeing him. What's wrong with you, making your whole body covered in mud? "
Mao Xiaojun's body was even sturdier than the dead eunuch Hua Qigang, and his little face was so tender that it could squeeze water out of it. He also had a scholarly appearance that made Zhang Cuihua feel comfortable when she looked at him.
"Hey, don't say anymore. I rushed back from school this morning. The road was too rushed. When they were almost at the entrance of the village, they fell into the ditch. They were covered in mud. "
Mao Xiaojun even deliberately put on a worried look and cried. This made Zhang Cuihua very happy.
"Little Jun, look at how anxious you are. You haven't been home for three years and you are still so anxious. Did you bring any change of clothes?" Seeing that Mao Xiaojun's hands were empty, Zhang Cuihua asked.
"Sister-in-law, I came back in a hurry. I left everything in the school. I didn't bring anything with me."
"Why don't you take off your clothes first and Sister-in-law will wash them for you. The weather is hot now and the sun is high. It will dry in a while. How ugly will it be to wear it back like this?"
Mao Xiaojun did not think that Zhang Cuihua, who was chasing after him with her husband the night before, would become so enthusiastic now. The sun had really risen from the west.
And this woman looked at him with a infatuated look. He suddenly remembered that this woman had thrown a wooden brick at the little bird below him. He felt a bit angry in his heart. Didn't you want to cripple laozi? At this time, he pretended to be enthusiastic.
Although he hated them, Mao Xiaojun's face was still full of smiles, and he looked a little embarrassed.
"Sister-in-law, how can I be embarrassed? Help me wash my clothes and let Brother Qigang see it. He will definitely be jealous."
"Little Jun, don't mention that damn thing. It makes your sister-in-law angry when you mention it. This damn construction site has been busy for half a year and hasn't come back for half a year. He only came back two days ago. He left again this morning." After Zhang Cuihua finished complaining, she put on a smiling face again. " Little Jun, it's still early. Let's go to sister-in-law's place first. Sister-in-law will help you wash your clothes."
After saying that, Zhang Cuihua even pulled Mao Xiaojun's arm and walked towards her own house.
A few years later, when he recalled the day he met Zhang Cuihua on the road, Mao Xiaojun felt that it was quite interesting. The meeting with Zhang Cuihua started at this moment.