Zhang Ailing: Yangko (Chapter 5)

Yuexiang has been back for a few days, and she already feels completely settled down, as if she had never left here.

In the morning, Jin Gen worked in the yard, cutting the green bamboo pole in half and then slicing it. Then he had a rest. He pulled out two finished bamboo baskets from the room, grabbed a chair, sat down, smoked in front of the two bamboo baskets and enjoyed his work. The bamboo basket is made of blue and white pieces, which is very beautiful.

He sat on the ground and put long bamboo slices into the basket as handles. Go ahead, it's hot, take off your cotton-padded jacket and pile it on the chair.

A distant cousin, carrying a dozen trembling bamboo poles on his shoulders, came down from the mountain, walked into the courtyard gate, lifted the bamboo poles to the ground, and there was an earth-shattering noise. Jin Gen just knitted his basket and didn't look up. Yuexiang came out and sat under the eaves to mend his cotton-padded jacket; They both sat facing the sun, one behind the other. The sun slowly appeared in the clouds, but the couple didn't speak for several times.

The sun shines on her warmly, and Yuexiang feels itchy on her waist. She opened her cotton-padded jacket and saw a large piece of yellow and white meat. She scratched for a while and scratched her skin red. Then she suddenly became suspicious and spread out Jin Gen's cotton-padded jacket and looked at it carefully. There's nothing. So she took out his sleeve again and went on sewing.

Jin Gen made a handle of a basket, put one foot in the basket and tried to lift the handle. It is very strong. Boss Tan hurried with his hands in his sleeves, but as soon as he saw the new basket, he stopped, put one foot in it and tried it with the handle. After the exam, he left without saying a word. Other uncles and brothers passed by the yard and none of them stopped. They all put their feet into the basket to see if the handle was secure, and then left without saying a word.

Yuexiang put chopsticks on the wooden table in the open air. There is a bowl of black pickles in the middle of the table, and there is porridge in a tall wooden bucket next to it. Zhao didn't know how he was so well informed, but suddenly appeared and wandered around the table.

"Hey, come to dinner!" Jingen shouted happily to the child, but it was completely unnecessary. She couldn't wait to bring her stool. He put some pickles in her bowl with his first pair of chopsticks.

Yuexiang hardly touched pickles. As if a woman should never be greedy, people will laugh. But when Jin Gen finished eating a bowl and didn't turn to serve porridge, she quickly picked up some dishes and even two chopsticks.

A yellow dog is looking for food under the golden chair. A furry tail swings behind Jin Gen, just like Jin Gen's tail. Aunt Tan walked by and looked at what they were eating from the top. Then he left without saying a word. Aunt Tan has been very cold to them recently.

Because she suspects that Jin Yousao always complains about Yuexiang behind her back, speaks ill of her, hates her nagging, and hates her finding fault with others all day. It's true that Kim has a sister-in-law complaining behind her back.

There are a few small ink marks on the high part of the white powder wall. A fan-shaped picture with a bunch of orchids; A hexagonal painting with a piano bag and a sword in it-everything is far away from their lives, as far as the moon. The top picture, a rectangle, is hard to see after half a century of wind and rain, just like the little moon on the horizon in the morning.

After Jin Genxian finished eating, he turned his chair, as if on purpose, with his back to Yuexiang, hunched his back and smoked.

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