Rhapsody of Entertainment Rebirth

"...The squadron of black bats that scare my sister and me are roaring towards us. These ugly guys always attack in the dark and fly past people at low altitudes. My sister is often frightened and screams..."

"...Grandpa with a smile in his wrinkles told me that he hoped that he was a bat that could fly in the night sky to eat mosquitoes and other pests, bring blessings to the old house, and bless people with longevity and health..."

"...Sister Rice will always drop pollen to keep Sister Carp full, and Sister Carp will also help Sister Rice stay healthy by hunting pests and fertilizing..."

Shanhe recorded his summer vacation life in language that was more suitable for his own age, and his sister gradually got used to the absence of her parents by his company.

Shanhe continued to integrate into the family, and as the boy's memory gradually became clearer, he could go up the mountain with his grandfather to collect dead branches and cut firewood, and he could also help his grandma feed the hens and pick vegetables. These warm daily routines were slowly written into Shanhe's memory. I also have a diary with comic strips of juvenile style.

Mountains and rivers ideas are accumulated and realized bit by bit.

Qiu Chuxi feels that she is already a big child. She can follow her brother to help her grandparents work, and she also knows many animals and vegetables. She hugs her grandma and misses her mother when she sleeps at night without crying. It's amazing!

My parents will definitely like me more when they come.

But my brother is also very good. He knows everything. He can also draw cute little animals. He also draws grandparents and Xixi together. Xixi likes it so much. Grandpa and grandma also like it very much. He always praises Xixi as the cutest little fairy. , my brother is the smartest little gentleman.

Mom and dad are coming tomorrow, Xixi tells mom and dad everything!

Qiu Jiang and his wife saw their son and daughter again after more than half a month. The son did not turn into the little black monkey he imagined. Instead, he seemed to have grown up a lot. The depression between his eyebrows also dissipated a lot, and he became a full of energy. A steady young man.

The daughter didn't unexpectedly hug herself and cry, she just hugged her parents' necks and showed off the intimacy loudly.

"...My brother also drew a lot of small animals. It was fun. My brother taught me to recognize the characters next to them, so that everyone can like and know these small animals..." Little Chuxi stumbled and listed most of the feats of the brother and sister in the past half month. .

"My daughter is awesome. She has turned into a little fairy after half a month. She can even help grandparents with their work. Come and kiss her, wow, haha!" Qiu Jiang hugged the little cotton-padded jacket and kissed her again and again.

"Lao Qiu, Lao Qiu, take a look at your son's diary. It looks really good to me. It's fresher than the juvenile literature you ordered for him, and it's also accompanied by comics." Xie Meiyu flipped through the diary handed over by her daughter. Ben, shouted to his husband showily.

"Let me take a look..." Qiu Jiang put down his daughter, took the diary, and started browsing. Interesting life stories unfolded before his eyes, filled with attachment to his grandparents, doting on his sister, love for life, and yearning for nature. Some of them even fascinated him, a literary middle-aged man.

"Xiaohe, did you write these yourself?"

"Yeah, what's the matter? As long as you read this, you will know the summer life of Xixi and I. This is my report log."

Qiu Jiang did not respond to his son's show off and continued to read the diary carefully. "Xiaohe, your composition skills have improved a bit. Your writing is okay, and your drawings are quite cute. It seems that the lessons you learned from Teacher Yu and Mrs. Yu were not in vain. There is still nearly a month left before school starts. Can you continue to record your summer life? Come down?"

"Of course, I like writing and drawing, Xixi also likes to read, and so do my grandparents." Shanhe assured his father.

Qiu Jiang patted his son on the shoulder and looked at Shanhe's childish face with a trace of melancholy, "Xiaohe, you are growing up slowly. What happened before may have a greater impact on you, but dad always believes in you." , Grandpa just told me what you have done these days, dad and mom are very happy, we are all proud of you, keep up the good work!"

"Dad, I'm fine now. It was just a bad dream. It's not all bad. It made me pay attention to many things that I ignored before. Don't worry about me, mom. Look at how clingy my sister is to me now, haha …”

After three generations of grandparents spent a lively whole day, Qiu Jiang and Xie Meiyu got on the minibus back to the county town. The stuffy heat in the car made people feel upset.

"Meiyu, I want Xiaohe to explore literature. What do you think?" Qiu Jiang pretended to be casual and asked his wife.

"Why don't you just take a walk, like your friend Wu, who gave up his good job as a public servant to wander around and write novels? That's not good, just write essays as a hobby. Besides, there is also a Chinese test for this, the child is so young, Don't bring your thoughts to the child!" Xie Meiyu became furious upon hearing this, with a hint of a lioness's growl in her voice.

"What does strolling mean? It's just collecting stories. Besides, Wu Zhiwei is not very good. He publishes articles in newspapers from time to time. The county cultural center often invites him to give classes to literature lovers!"

"What a heck, that's a lime mud wall - it's bright on the outside, but not bright on the inside. It looks very beautiful, but I don't have a lot of money left in my pocket. Does the guy at the post office know how many times he submitted the manuscript back and forth, ten articles? None of them came across, and the ones I came across were all short stories. Others said they were no bigger than a cube of tofu, and the royalties were no more than 100, which was hard enough to support myself. I couldn’t even become a householder in my 30s, but I still feel pretty cool. !Are you very envious of him?"

"You old ladies know how to nag behind others. Regardless of how bad he is now, his writing is good. As soon as the novel is published, our future prospects will be incomparable. Not to mention Xiao Wu, our Xiaohe really has this ability. His talent, didn’t you also say that the diary he wrote was fresh and beautiful? Why don’t you wait until your son comes back to show what he wrote to Teacher Yu, then you can trust Teacher Yu and my wife!"

"...Well, the children are still young, and reading is the most important thing." Xie Meiyu responded hesitantly, still dismissive of her husband's literary hobby.

"My high school teacher knows that studying is the most important thing, but children with special talents need to be specially trained." Qiu Jiang got a little angry when his wife criticized him.

Xie Meiyu saw that her husband couldn't hold back his anger. He was still on the minibus, so she didn't say goodbye to her husband. It's not that you, Qiujiang Monkey, were lucky enough to meet this girl. You are worse than Xiao Wu. When we first met, we submitted many manuscripts and never encountered them once. However, my son's writing is indeed very good, and he should be better than his father. More!

Returning to his home in the county town, Qiu Jiang became more and more excited as he thought about it. His father's debt was borne by his son, and my dream came true with his son. What a wonderful world!

Qiu Jiang regretted not bringing his son's diary back. It would be great to show it to Teacher Yu now. Teacher Yu is much more discerning than him. Didn't his wife say that Xiao He has some talent in painting before?

No, I have to have a good chat with the teacher. "Meiyu, I'm going to Teacher Yu's place for a drink. I won't have dinner at home." Qiu Jiang took out a bottle of Shuanggou Daqu from the cupboard and ran towards the opposite door.