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Qilu hang

Author: Nine-day slow tour

Chapter one, rural teenagers.

Updated: 2009- 10-20 22:29:48 words: 4253

In midsummer, the weather is sultry, and it is refreshing only in the morning. An hour in the morning is worth two in the evening. Xu Tianqing got up early and began to read in the morning on the small bamboo table in the yard of the house. A few sparrows flew to the branches near the wall and chirped. Xu Tianqing frowned and looked through the window. Afraid of waking grandpa who was still sleepy, he picked up a pebble and threw it up, driving away the noisy sparrows.

Time flies. I glanced at the wall clock in the room. It's past six. Xu Tianqing put down his book, picked up some change, locked the door and left home. At this time, a breeze blew, and the pages of the blue cover on the bamboo table were blown open, and the paper was a little yellow. The title page is written by Xiao Zhuan in three bold and elegant words, which is called Qingnangjing.

Xu Tianqing's home is in the middle of the village. If he wants to go to the morning market at the head of the village, he needs to cross the long rice fields. A trampled loess road is so narrow that at most three people can pass at the same time.

At this time, the hard-working blind date in the village has got up and worked in the fields. A busy man bent down to see Xu Tianqing coming, straightened up, wiped his sweat and greeted him with a smile: "Tianqing, you can buy steamed buns for your grandfather again."

Xu Tianqing stopped and said with a smile: "Grandpa has been greedy for this recently, and he will be flustered if he doesn't eat for a day. Uncle Zhang, is it time to go to the fields? "

Zhang Quan said, "If you don't do this, the barnyard grass will be higher than rice. If it is not removed, it will affect this year's harvest. " Xu Tianqing said with a smile, "No, we will have a good harvest this year."

After listening to his words, Zhang Quan seemed very happy: "Thank you for your kind words."

A carriage came slowly from the opposite side, and a shirtless village man was sitting on it, singing village songs. way ...