Chapter 19:

There was a heavy snowfall last night. At this time, it was covered in silver and the world was white.
There was a burst of fragrance from the kitchen, which was the smell of pork.
Jiang Xiaoman sat on the threshold and shed tears.
Jiang Xing brought her a bowl of pig brain flowers, sprinkled with millet pepper and soy sauce, the warm sesame oil was nourished, and the smell was very delicious.
"You need to use your brain when you go to school. Eat more to be smarter."
Jiang Xiaoman picked up the spoon angrily and ate while crying, tears streaming down his face.
She felt that she was sorry for Dahua, sorry for Huahua.
I spent two peanuts with peanuts and let them finish eating.
Jiang Xiaoman has raised them for so long. Although most of the pigweed is played by her grandmother, she still eats the little pumpkins, but the big flowers and the little flowers are gone. She is still very sad.
After Jiang Xiaoman finished eating, he ran to the pigpen and said to Huahua who was dozing on the ground with his head drooping: "Don't be sad, Huahua, I will depend on you from now on."
Huahua lazily raised her eyelids to look at her, hummed a few times, and continued to sleep.
The child was crying so badly, Jiang Xing couldn't bear it, and comforted her: "I like pigs so much. From now on, my uncle will buy you a little fragrant pig and keep it as a pet."
Jiang Xiaoman wiped his tears: "What kind of pig is a fragrant pig? It's more cute than a big flower, and is it delicious? Isn't it delicious?"
"...It should be delicious too." Jiang Xing wiped his mouth and gestured to her. "It's just this big, it will never grow big, let's not eat it."
Jiang Xiaoman was a little happier, and from the bottom of his heart he named the Xiang Xiang pig that he had never met.
I hope that Xiangxiang will always be fragrant, but Jiang Xiaoman thought for a while and felt that it was too fragrant. If it's too fragrant, she might be tempted to eat it.
After hesitating, she chose a new name, Xiao Xiangxiang. It means that only a little bit of fragrance is fine.
After the first meal of pork, the uncles and uncles who came to help kill the pigs all left, and the house became quiet. Jiang Xiaoman and Jiang Xiumei are cleaning up the leftovers and taking care of the yard.
The weather was too cold, Jiang Xiumei was afraid of freezing her, so she drove her back to the house.
"Your uncle doesn't work. Why are you here to join in the fun? Go back to the house."
Now that the mine is no longer working, the workers are all going home for the New Year holidays, and Jiang Xing naturally has no work to do. Recently, he has been idle at home every day.
Jiang Xiaoman had to put down his chopsticks and ran back to the house to cook.
From time to time, the carbon in the brazier jumped out of a sporadic spark, making people drowsy. Jiang Xiaoman leaned his head on Jiang Xing's knee and asked him in a vague voice: "Uncle, when will I be able to attend the best kindergarten in the world?"
After more than half a year, Jiang Xiaoman's hair has grown again, and it has grown better than before.
The little girl's hair is very thick and supple, and it feels very good. It is a pity that she loves her hair so much that she always protects her from touching it. Jiang Xing only touched for a while before letting go.
He thought for a while and said, "It's coming soon."
"It's coming soon, you say that every time." Jiang Xiaoman said angrily, "I'm four years old this year! I won't have a chance if I don't go to kindergarten!"
Jiang Xing sneered: "You are now talking about going to school every day. Don't wait for you to go to school and cry and want to go home."
"No way!"
"I was like this back then."
"That's you." Jiang Xiaoman said with a small hand in his waist, "grandma said you have been disobedient since you were a child. She has to beat you several times a day and is more punctual than eating. I am different, but everyone praises smartness. Yes! Grandma said that I must be promising in the future. Teacher Tang also said that I must be promising, but you don’t count! I want to be like a mother, the most powerful, smartest, and most promising child!"
Teacher Tang said that her mother back then was the only college student in the town, and her college entrance examination scores are still recorded! Mom is super!
Jiang Xing was so angry that she didn't understand why she was getting more and more stinky, at first it was just stinky. Jiang Xing poked her in the face, leaving a sentence, "You smelly girl, wait for me", and then went out, not knowing why.
When he came back, there was a man behind him with a toolbox in his hand.
"Install a landline at home." Jiang Xing said: "After the year, I will often run outside. I'm sorry to always go to school to make phone calls. It is not convenient to have a phone number for contact."
There are not many people in the town who install landlines. The houses here are very simple and generally there are not many people who need to contact when they are away.
Jiang Xiumei felt that there was no need to pretend to be a waste of money, but her son now has a business, and he is not idle like before. She gritted her teeth and decided to listen to him and let the workers install it.
After a long time of tinkering, the landline is installed, but it will take two days to make a call.
Jiang Xing picked up Jiang Xiaoman, told her to play, and asked her to memorize her number and remember her home phone number.
Jiang Xiaoman can't be troubled by memorizing a string of words.
Because she owed a lot of debts to the system at a young age, she was extremely sensitive to numbers. She could read a few digit numbers back and forth a few times.
Jiang Xing smiled and said, "I have such a good memory, I am worthy of being Xiaoman. I can not only read but also count."
Jiang Xiaoman was particularly proud and snorted, especially proud.
Not only can she recite the number, she also writes a diary. But this is her secret, she said nothing.
In the beginning, Jiang Xiaoman didn't have the habit of writing diaries. The so-called diaries were originally correspondence with Yu Qingshi.
At that time, Jiang Xiaoman didn't know many words, so he could only write a piece of paper crookedly and still write dissatisfaction. Perfectly inheriting Jiang Xiumei's fine tradition of frugality, she felt that it would be a waste of money to send a letter, so she decided to write a few more papers, save them up, and send them together.
Keep saving, before sending it out, Yu Qingshi said he was about to start school. Jiang Xiaoman didn't know whether he would receive her letter after he went to school, and he didn't want to disturb his study, so he didn't post it.
But the habit of daily writing is retained and write as a diary. I record every day what I am doing today, what fun things are there, and what new words I have recognized.
The child forgets a lot of sex. Originally, when Yu Qingshi started school, Jiang Xiaoman was still very sad, and gradually he was not sad anymore.
Two days later, the phone at home was connected. The person Jiang Xing contacts most now is Yu Wencheng. He dialed the other's number without thinking about it. After the two exchanged business matters, Jiang Xing wanted to hang up, but he called Jiang Xiaoman over without thinking of anything. Gave her a microphone.
"Send a new year to your friend."
her friend?
Jiang Xiaoman didn't react, holding the microphone in both hands, and obediently "hello", but the other party did not speak.
"Hello, hello?" Jiang Xiaoman called again.
There is nothing in the earpiece except the sound of electricity.
The other party seemed to be bored and didn't say a word, but the phone didn't hang up and the line was still busy.
Jiang Xiaoman glanced at the microphone strangely, and felt that the style of silence for a long time was too much like a person, so he tentatively asked: "How are you kid?"
"Yu Qingshi kid?"
Under Jiang Xiaoman's continuous questioning, the other party finally replied dullly.
"Well, hello Jiang Xiaoman."
Sure enough, it was Yu Qingshi.
Although his voice was a little distorted through the microphone, Jiang Xiaoman still remembered.
"Hello!" Jiang Xiaoman was so happy that she almost jumped up. She touched her head, not knowing how to continue to say hello, so she asked him, "Have you eaten?"
"I ate, what about you?"
"I have eaten too." The food is still big flowers, and the pig can eat for a long time. The meat that can't be eaten can be cured, and the bacon is also delicious.
Jiang Xiaoman enthusiastically invited him: "Are you going to come to my house to play?"
Yu Qingshi's memory of the town is still very deep. He wants to refuse, but feels impolite, so he wants to find a perfect excuse.
It's a pity that I haven't found a perfect excuse yet. Jiang Xiaoman seemed to have seen him through, and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, there are no bugs in winter. It's quiet here. Even if there are, I will help catch them. I'm super awesome. "
Yu Qingshi's face flushed with anger.
He said loudly, "I'm not afraid of bugs!"
"Then what are you afraid of?"
"I'm not afraid of anything." Yu Qingshi didn't want to tell her, but Jiang Xiaoman could let him speak every time, "I have a cat, it can't do without me, I can't go to your house to play."
The cat was raised after returning from Jiang Xiaoman's family, and Yu Qingshi named it Miaomiao.
The TV said that cats are very agile and can catch mice or cockroaches. Yu Qingshi was very tempted and immediately pestered his father to have a cat.
For his son's request, Yu Wencheng was naturally responsive, and soon found him a cat as a playmate.
The cat was orange. At the beginning, it was just a small one at Yu Qingshi's house. Now it is very big and fat. Half a year later, the worm didn't hold one, let alone, the fat orange is getting lazier and getting fatter, more lazier than his master, now Yu Qingshi can hardly hold it.
But Yu Qingshi still likes it, even though it just doesn't work.
Speaking of the cat at home, Yu Qingshi's tone was lighter than usual, and he spoke more: "Miao Miao likes me very much and only eats what I feed. If I go to your house to play, he will not eat."
It turned out to be like this, Jiang Xiaoman understood it again.
Jiang Xiaoman said: "My Huahua is also waiting for me to feed it. If I don't secretly stuff it with pigweed, it can howl most of the night."
"Hogweed?"
"Huahua is my pig."
"...Oh." Yu Qingshi didn't understand how anyone would raise pigs as pets, but it was quite novel, and asked her: "Is your family a good girl? What are the benefits of raising pigs?"
"Raising pigs...raising pigs..." Jiang Xiaoman scratched his head anxiously, "raising pigs is affordable."
"Ok?"
"Flowers can be grown. Pork is delicious."
"..." Yu Qingshi was silent again.
Jiang Xiaoman happily spoke to the microphone for a long time. After inviting him to play with no results, he asked if he could write a letter. She already knows a lot of characters and can write them well. If he can receive it, she will send him a letter.
Yu Qingshi didn't understand how she could be so self-confident with that kind of ostentatious tone.
She always thinks she is the smartest child.
Yu Qingshi was not convinced, and nodded vigorously: "Okay, I have also learned a lot of words. I also got full marks in my handicraft class. I will show you the clay figure I pinched."
The two decided so happily.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xiaoman hurriedly ran to the yard to dig soil, but in the winter, the ground was frozen hard, and she was a little child who couldn't dig, and soon sweated profusely.
Yu Qingshi said that he got full marks for pinching the clay figurines, so she wanted to pinch too.
She also gets full marks.
Jiang Xing glanced around and said, "You might as well pinch a snowman."
Jiang Xiaoman's eyes lit up and thought it was a good idea. It’s all pinches anyway, is there any difference between a snowman and a clay figure? No!
It's just that the snow that had just fallen two days ago has almost melted, and she has to wait for the next heavy snowfall.