When the pears are green

Chapter 119 It’s like three autumns

Song Li saw the back of Jiang Qingzhou who was talking to Zhang and Song Changhe. She slowly stopped and rubbed her eyes vigorously. She found that Jiang Qingzhou's back did not disappear like in her dream. She shouted happily: "Qingzhou."

Jiang Qingzhou turned his head, and his smile and the sunlight that had just passed through the roof shone into Song Li's eyes, and Song Li also smiled.

The golden sunlight instantly covered the entire courtyard. Chirp, chirp, a few swallows flew back and flew into their nests under the eaves of the Song family's roof.

Zhang pulled Song Changhe, who was still talking, back to the kitchen. Song Changhe kept mumbling, "Why are you pulling me? I haven't finished talking to Qingzhou yet!"

Zhang gently closed the door, pointed outside the window and said to Song Changhe, "Why did I pull you here? You didn't even show any respect. Your daughter and son-in-law haven't seen each other for a long time. What are you doing there? Do you think you are shameless enough? Let's cook. Qingzhou must be hungry after walking all the way here."

Song Changhe rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly. He hurried to the stove and put the straw into the stove. Soon white smoke came out of the chimney.

Song Xing and Song Yue also hid back in their rooms, fearing that they would be an eyesore to Song Li and Jiang Qingzhou.

"Why aren't your shoes put on properly?" Jiang Qingzhou asked softly.

Song Li bit her lips with her teeth, and stared at Jiang Qingzhou's every move with her bright eyes. She chuckled and replied, "I forgot when I was in a hurry. Why did you come so early?"

"It rained last night, and I thought I would come to see you after the rain stopped. I haven't seen Xiaoli for thirty-three autumns." Jiang Qingzhou lowered his head and looked at Song Li.

Song Li turned her head away a little embarrassedly. She smiled and asked, "How did you calculate these thirty-three autumns?"

"They say that a day without seeing each other feels like three autumns. Xiaoli and I haven't seen each other for eleven days. Isn't that thirty-three autumns?" Jiang Qingzhou really wanted to hug Song Li and tell her how much he missed her.

Song Li looked at Jiang Qingzhou's aggrieved eyes, she smiled and reached out to hold Jiang Qingzhou's hands, they looked at each other without saying another word.

"Xiao Li, let Qingzhou go into the main room and drink some hot water first." Song Li hurriedly let go of his hand. She had never felt that Song Changhe's voice was so loud before. She leaned over and stuck her head out from Jiang Qingzhou's right side and answered loudly, "Dad, I know."

Song Changhe asked Zhang in confusion: "Xiangxiang, was Xiaoli's voice so loud before?"

"Weren't you the one who shouted first?" Zhang looked at Song Changhe with disdain.

"Do I have it?" Song Changhe felt that his voice was not loud enough.

"If I say you have it, then you have it. Find a chance to clean up the utility room, and let Xiaoli live alone when she comes back." Zhang kicked Song Changhe angrily. She had wanted Song Changhe to clean up the utility room before, but Song Changhe thought it would be nice for Song Li to come back and live with Song Yue, so he never cleaned it up.

Song Changhe looked at Zhang who was a little angry. He lowered his head and picked at his fingers and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Xiangxiang."

Song Li first led Jiang Qingzhou to the main room, asked him to sit on a stool to rest for a while, and then went to the kitchen alone.

"Xiao Li, let Qing Zhou eat first. We can eat other things after the meal is ready." After saying that, Zhang handed a bowl with five poached eggs to Song Li.

Zhang pushed Song Li, who had a surprised expression on her face, out of the kitchen. Song Li reluctantly took the bowl and went to the main room.

"Mom made this for you, eat it quickly." Song Li handed the bowl to Jiang Qingzhou.

Jiang Qingzhou rubbed his wrist, stared at Song Li and said, "Xiao Li, I carry water every day and my wrist feels a little uncomfortable." After that, he looked at Song Li with expectant eyes.

Song Li couldn't bear to refuse. She glanced at the empty yard, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a poached egg from the bowl and handed it to Jiang Qingzhou's mouth.

Song Xing would occasionally poke his head out from behind the curtain of the west room. He looked at Jiang Qingzhou, who was still eating eggs slowly, with some despair. He finally climbed out of the window and hurried to the toilet.

Song Yue grabbed Song Xing who was about to climb into the window again, and Song Xing immediately signaled Song Yue not to speak.

"Second sister, keep your voice down. Don't let your eldest sister and brother-in-law hear you."

"Why are you climbing through the window? Isn't there a door?"

"You can't pass through the door, big sister, big sister..."

Song Xing stretched out his hand and gestured as if he was eating.

"But there's still smoke coming out of the kitchen, the food isn't ready yet!"

"Second sister, mother made some for my brother-in-law first, and my eldest sister is feeding him. Do you think I can pass that door?"

Song Yue quickly shook her head and urged Song Xing to climb in quickly.

Song Li kept urging Jiang Qingzhou to eat faster, for she was afraid that Song Xing would suddenly come out or someone would suddenly come in. Although the social atmosphere here was not as rigid as what was recorded in the books, it was still better not to be caught by others.

"My wrist feels much better. It doesn't hurt as much anymore. Let me do it myself." Jiang Qingzhou laughed softly and was about to take the bowl and chopsticks from Song Li's hand.

Song Li stepped lightly on Jiang Qingzhou's shoes. She smiled and raised the dishes and chopsticks a little higher, so Jiang Qingzhou couldn't reach them with his hand.

"Xiao Li, what are you doing, kid? Why don't you let Qingzhou eat?" Song Changhe stood at the door and gently rebuked Song Li.

"Dad, I, I...didn't." Song Li wanted to explain but couldn't tell the truth.

Jiang Qingzhou stood up quickly. He smiled and explained to Song Changhe: "Dad, I've finished eating. Xiaoli wanted to help me pass the bowl. You misunderstood."

"It's good that you've finished eating. The meal is ready. Go to the kitchen and eat some more." Song Changhe walked away with a smile.

Jiang Qingzhou took the bowl and chopsticks from Song Li's hand. He quickly stuffed the remaining poached egg into his mouth and waited until it was completely chewed before going to the kitchen.

After dinner, Song Changhe and Zhang went to the fields, leaving Song Li and the other three at home.

Jiang Qingzhou took out a slingshot from his shoulder bag and handed it to Song Xing, who touched it happily.

"Thank you, brother-in-law." Song Xing kept saying.

Song Li looked at the slingshot in Song Xing's hand and asked, "Qingzhou, did you make this?"

Jiang Qingzhou shook his head and told Song Li, "It wasn't me. It was made by Constable Chen. He said it was made of bamboo and fish intestines. Although it's not very strong, it can be used by Xiaoxing and Qingye to play with for a while."

Song Xing ran out of the kitchen happily. He picked up a piece of mud from the ground, put it on the bowstring, and shot it towards the locust tree. With a "bang", several birds screamed and flew out from the crown of the locust tree.

Song Li, Jiang Qingzhou and Song Yue also came out. They stood behind Song Xing and watched Song Xing continuously throw mud at the locust tree.

"Sister, sister, brother-in-law, this is so much fun, much more interesting than throwing sandbags. You should try it too." Song Xing handed the slingshot in his hand to Jiang Qingzhou.

Jiang Qingzhou's arm strength was much stronger than Song Xing's. With a "swoosh", a lump of mud flew towards the locust tree, and several leaves fell from the tree.

Song Xing said happily to Song Li beside him: "Sister, I heard from the teacher that Li Guang, a famous general in the Han Dynasty, could shoot Shi Hu. I want to be like him in the future."

Song Li smiled and took the slingshot handed to her by Jiang Qingzhou. She stood sideways, holding the slingshot in her left hand and pulling the bowstring with her right hand. A piece of mud quickly sank into the leaves.

"Xiaoxing, a real man stands between heaven and earth. If you want to join the army, you must aspire to be a famous general like Marquis of Changping and Marquis of Guanjun, rather than Li Guang who was difficult to be awarded a title." Song Li glanced at the shaking treetops, then turned and said to Song Xing who was standing behind her.

Although Song Xing didn't know who the Marquis of Changping and Marquis of Guanjun that Song Li mentioned were, he saw a burning admiration in Song Li's eyes, and he knew that they must be great men.

Song Yue also took the slingshot and tried it, but the mud could not fly into the tree canopy.

Song Yue lowered her head a little depressed, and Song Li and Song Xing hurried to comfort her.

"Second sister, girls have less strength, so it's normal that they can't ejaculate." Song Xing glanced at Song Li beside him, and he felt that what he said was not right.

"Yueyue, your hands are used for embroidery, and our hands are used for playing slingshots. They are different." Song Xing felt that Song Li was the best at speaking.

Song Yue laughed out loud, and she told them with a smile: "Let's sweep the leaves on the ground quickly, otherwise we will all be scolded when our parents come back."

Jiang Qingzhou and Song Xing asked Song Li and Song Yue to go to the side and rest first, and they cleaned up the leaves on the ground together.