On the Beijing-Shanghai Expressway, a black Pashat was speeding. The driver was Su Mingyue. She and her husband took their son back to Xuzhou. , This time I went back to my mother's house by the way.
Gao Zhiyuan was sitting in the back row playing with his son. The car in front suddenly slowed down. In order not to hit the car in front, Su Mingming had to step on the brakes. Because of the accident, he stepped on the brakes a little hard, and his son Xiaobao almost got down on his seat. .
Gao Zhiyuan said: "Don't drive so fast, time is not urgent or anything, drive carefully and safety is the priority, our whole family is in the car."
"Bah, bah, bah, what are you talking about? You can't say anything."
Gao Zhiyuan quickly admitted his mistake, she would not compete with her when she was driving, "Look at my mouth; wife, are you tired after driving for more than an hour? It's almost noon, we stopped at the service area in front, Xiaobao is a little hungry , buy something warm."
"Okay." Su Ming knew that her husband was worried about her driving skills, but he couldn't say it directly, so he had to find an excuse. If he didn't come back one day earlier, he worked overtime last night rather late, and he would sleep in the car for a while. He wouldn't let her drive the car
Seeing that her daughter was still the same as before, Huang Songshan completely let go of her heart, and mentioned the journey she left on the ground. After seeing her mother and daughter, they held hands together and never separated. This is the relationship between a man and a woman. The difference is not to show love on the face.
Huang Xinhui took her mother's hand and put her head on her shoulder, like a child who hasn't grown up, but in the eyes of your parents, you will never grow up.
The family of three got into the taxi, and Huang Xinhui said, "Dad, why didn't you say a word today."
Huang Songshan laughed and said: "You have been tired of being with your mother all the time, and only now think of your father, thinking you forgot."
Xu Qing said with a smile: "Your father is jealous."
Huang Xinhui said: "How can I forget you, dad, this time I specially brought a few bottles of wine from Shenzhen to honor you, even my mom didn't have a gift."
"In this way, my treatment will be even better, haha Then when I get back, I will taste what my precious daughter's filial wine tastes like."
Xu Qing said: "When I heard that my daughter bought you wine, I was very happy to find it."
"What do I want to do with Bei, as long as my precious daughter comes back, I will be happy."
Chatting along the way, the taxi stopped in the community. The community they live in was developed by Huang Songshan and his unit. It has been a few years, and the car can drive in it, but it is inconvenient. Everyone usually takes a taxi in the small square of the community. Get out of the car and walk back to your home.
The few people who live here are people who have worked together for decades. They don¡¯t know each other. When Huang Songshan and his family got off the bus, someone greeted him, especially those who were older, they all watched Huang Xinhui come back. I asked about my work and life outside because of my long-term status, and I got home with my family and friends all the way. Huang Xinhui, who was also an uncle and aunt, called me all the way, and my face was a little sour, but fortunately, I was almost at the door of the house.
After Huang Songshan's family left, those old men and old ladies who were chatting and playing chess in the small square were idle after retirement, and the chats were out of topic. Now that the daughter of Huang's family has returned, this is a new topic. .
?There is always a small group of people who just don't see the good of that family. As long as that family makes money or their children are successful, they will always be told some bad things.
These aunts chatted in groups of three or four. Some said that his daughter had graduated for many years, and they didn¡¯t know if they had found friends; It is also said that his daughter will not marry us after a few talks. She is working in Guangdong now, and she seems to be in a bank.
Huang Xinhui and the others live on the first floor. When the fund-raising building was built, when Huang Songshan drew lots to the first floor, his wife said for a long time. After they actually moved in, Xu Qing discovered that the first floor also has the advantage of having a first floor. A small square courtyard, although it is public, but whoever comes back to play in front of your house is equivalent to living in a private plot on the first floor. Then some people come to get things in front of their house, and some people start to plant flowers and grass. Can you I have been growing vegetables since the beginning of planting flowers. In the end, some families built a house privately if they were short of housing.
In this way, everyone followed suit. The housing of the Huang family was not tight, and they surrounded a small yard without building a house. Huang Songshan planted a grape in the yard. It has been more than ten years, and the grape is now in its prime. The grape trellis is full of purple grapes. During the Mid-Autumn Festival every year, most of the grapes picked are given to the workers in the neighbors.
Now that everyone is unwilling to eat this kind of grapes, they will no longer give them away, but grapes have another use, that isMaking wine, the school organizes physical examinations, Xu Qing's cholesterol has been high in the past two years, everyone said that red wine can lower cholesterol, Huang Songshan learned how to make wine for her to drink.
Huang Xinhui saw a piece of grape hanging on it, she hadn't eaten it for many years, excitedly picked two first, stuffed it into her mouth without washing it, the grapes grown by herself are definitely not a good variety, there is a sour smell in the The mouth stretched out, and the two eyebrows were almost coming together.
Huang Songshan said with a smile: "Is it very sour?"
"Dad, I remember that the grapes were not so sour when I was young."
Xu Qing opened the door and said: "It was when I was a child that I didn't have anything to eat, and everything was delicious. Now I give it to others, and they don't want it anymore. Your father and I haven't given it away for two years."
Huang Xinhui entered a familiar home, carried a suitcase and entered the room she used to live in. The room was still the same as before, without any changes. She opened the suitcase and hung the clothes one by one in the closet.
After Xu Qing and Huang Songshan came back, they got into the kitchen and got busy. When they went to the airport to pick up people, they prepared the dishes they bought in the morning. When they came back, they took them out of the refrigerator and cooked them directly. The division of labor between the two was clear. While reminiscing about the past in the room, the dishes are also served on the table.
Huang Songshan was taking the bowls and chopsticks, Xu Qing put down the last dish, took off his apron and shouted: "Huihui, come out to eat."
"Okay, I'll be right here." Putting down the items he used in high school, he closed the drawer and left the room.
The old-fashioned housing has a disadvantage, that is, the hall is relatively small, and there is no dining room. They all use a folding table, which is opened when eating, and put away in the corner after eating.
When Huang Xinhui sat down, after Huang Songshan arranged the bowls and chopsticks, he uncovered a small casserole, which contained four stewed lion heads, and said: "This is stewed by your mother in Qing Dynasty. It has just been heated up. Try it quickly." taste."
"Mom, thank you."
Xu Qing looked at his daughter who had grown up, and felt very relieved, "Silly boy, say thank you to your mother, eat quickly, oh, bring the wine you brought for your father to taste."
Huang Songshan had already opened the box and brought the wine over, he laughed and said: "Xiaohui, you said you didn't bring a gift for your mother, and I wouldn't be jealous if you said it."
Huang Xinhui saw that her father was holding a bottle of wine in one hand, and after sitting down, she put a bottle of red wine in front of her mother. She didn't know why this red wine became a gift for her mother. Look around the wine.
Xu Qing said: "Don't buy such an expensive wine next time, saying that red wine can lower cholesterol is just talk, I don't know if it can, and besides, didn't your father brew his own wine?"
Oh, it turns out that the red wine made at home is for my mother to lower cholesterol. I came back to see my mother drinking it in the past two years, and I always thought it was because I had grapes at home. I brewed some for myself to drink and play. , I feel a little sour in my heart, let alone say that this wine is not for my mother.
Parents are like this. If they don¡¯t tell their children about something, they are responsible for it themselves. If their children have something to do, parents rush forward to prevent their children from being wronged or hurt.
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