bookrandom Chapter 264 Put it away and talk about it later
Chapter 264 Put it away and talk about it later
Chapter 264 Put it away and talk about it later
In an instant, countless ideas flashed through Ding Hao's mind. Finally, he calmed down and said, "I'll ask Xiaoyu to bring you to our store later and we can talk."
"Okay." Qiu Huoming agreed immediately.
Then the younger sister's voice came from the speaker: "Brother Ding Yu, guess who I am?"
Ding Yu laughed loudly, Ding Hao glanced at him and went back first.
Ding Yu pressed a button and replied: "It's the cutest little sister Hongshuang."
"bingo!"
Qiu Huoming simply gave his seat to his younger sister and let her chat with Ding Yu.
The eldest sister watched for a long time, and Qiu Huoming suggested: "Hongye, you try it too."
Before she could respond, her younger sister spoke up, "Brother Ding Yu, guess again, who is this person?"
"No, I have to take it apart and weave it again."
Qiu Jianshe was watching the "News Broadcast". Ever since he got a TV, it has been a must-watch program for him every day.
"She must be the most beautiful sister Hongye!" Ding Yu poured out compliments as if they were free.
Qiu Jianshe stood up awkwardly and turned off the TV.
"This color is so pretty. Wear it on the first day of the new year. It's festive."
"Uh, I...can you hear me?" Hongye stammered out a sentence.
She turned around and asked Qiu Jianshe: "Old Qiu, do you think it's a little small?"
Qiu Jianshe was bored, so he took the newspaper and put it in front of his eyes and started reading with squinting eyes.
"Don't touch this thing." He looked at Qiu Huoming with a stern face.
Qiu Huoming's hand, which was winding the thread ball, paused.
He returned to the living room, followed closely by Hongye and Hongshuang.
She sat back in annoyance and pulled out her knitting needles. "Children's clothes are the hardest to make. They are different every day. I'll give them ten centimeters this time."
Chen Suniang stood up, pulled the unfinished sweater, and gestured at his shoulder.
Chen Suniang rolled her eyes at him and said, "Your eldest sister's clothes have already been woven."
"Xiao Yu hasn't gone home yet?" Chen Suniang asked in surprise, "It's so late, don't leave. Let me squeeze in with you for a while."
Chen Suniang ignored him and continued to take apart her sweater. Qiu Huoming stood by and rolled the wool she had taken apart into a ball. The two of them worked in perfect harmony and neither of them stepped on him.
Qiu Huoming suggested: "How about not tearing it down and giving it to the eldest sister?"
Qiu Jianshe stood up suddenly and said, "Isn't that...similar to a radio station?"
The little sister pressed a button and said quickly, "Brother Ding Yu, good night."
"Mom, is this knitted for me?" Qiu Huoming asked, looking at the ball of fiery red wool in her hand.
"Oh..." Qiu Huoming hummed and moved a chair to sit next to her.
The news broadcast ended, and Qiu Jianshe turned around and asked, "What did you just say?"
The lights in the room were dim and the surroundings became quiet. Then the sounds of Hongye and Hongshuang fighting could be heard coming from the cabin, mixed with Ding Yu's shouting.
The earliest news broadcast started at 8 pm, but viewers later wrote in saying that it was too late. So in September last year, the start time was uniformly changed to 9 pm.
Chen Suniang wanted to slap him, so she moved the sweater to Qiu Huoming's chest and gestured.
He sorted out his thoughts and said, "I've been mainly busy with those ordinary fan affairs this year. It's hard to say what the atmosphere outside is like now. I'm afraid that someone with ulterior motives will come and make trouble..."
"Everyone sit down." Qiu Jianshe closed the door with his backhand.
After a while, Chen Suniang sighed, "I'll soak everything tomorrow morning and ask Hongye to cook the porridge first. You can serve some to Old Lady Zhu later. Please do your best in what Xiumin asked you to do. It's not easy for a girl to live outside..."
She pulled Hongye closer to the microphone.
Qiu Jianshe sighed. His son had grown up now and needed to save face. He could no longer communicate with him using the same rhetoric he had used when he was a child.
The eldest sister looked at Qiu Jianshe's face and asked softly, "Dad, what's wrong?"
Qiu Huoming smiled and said, "I went back a long time ago. I'm a radio engineer, so I made a walkie-talkie. We can talk to each other if we're not far away..."
Qiu Jianshe finally breathed a sigh of relief, "You two come together."
Qiu Jianshe didn't even turn his head, "Just right."
Qiu Jianshe strode out, and after entering the small room, he shouted with a stern face, "Turn off the machine."
Qiu Huoming nodded.
Qiu Huoming listened to Chen Suniang's rambling and responded with a smile: "Well, don't worry, she is also my sister, I will definitely help if I can."
Chen Suniang was knitting a sweater nearby. She saw Qiu Huoming approaching and suddenly stopped, "Huoming, come here."
There is still a difference between a small county and a big city. Qiu Huoming sighed in his heart and said, "I thought it was too simple. I will take Fatty's machine back tomorrow."
Qiu Huoming gave up his home court and his seat to his two younger sisters. He left the cabin and went to the living room to watch TV.
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately took the power supply...
Qiu Jianshe knew that his son was in a bad mood. This was the first time he invented a machine, and he definitely wanted to hear praise.
"Well, let's wait a little longer. Now is not a good time. I have heard a lot of rumors in the office. Some people have also been arrested in Zhejiang Province..."
Qiu Jianshe's words were ambiguous. Life at home had finally gotten going smoothly, and he didn't want, nor did he dare, to ruin such a good life.
Qiu Huoming understood immediately, he nodded, "Don't worry, I know the severity of the situation, I will say hello to Fatty."
"The machine is disassembled and only contains spare parts. We can't find anything. Don't worry, Dad."
Chen Suniang looked around, the atmosphere at the scene was somewhat tense, she frowned and said: "Old Qiu, don't be so serious, our family is not a wealthy family, everyone is watching us, Huo Ming, don't be afraid, go back to the house and put your things away first."
Qiu Huoming put down the ball of thread in his hand and said, "Okay, I'll take it apart."
The eldest sister and the younger sister looked at each other. The eldest sister walked to Chen Suniang, picked up the ball of thread dropped by her eldest brother, and helped to wind it up.
The younger sister whispered, "I won't tell anyone."
Seeing that his children were well-behaved, Qiu Jianshe felt bad. He coughed and said, "Tomorrow is the Little New Year. I'll buy some candy after get off work and bring it back."
The younger sister walked to the chest of drawers, pushed open the glass, and took out an oil-paper bag from inside, "Brother Ding Yu brought some candies, and he hasn't finished them yet."
Qiu Jianshe felt even more disappointed. "Then I'll bring you some leftover meat to eat..."
The little sister licked her upper lip and said, "I want to eat Wumi dumplings..."
"Okay, then buy Wumi dumplings!"
"Great." The little sister immediately became happy, put the candy back to its place, opened the door and went to find Qiu Huoming.
Qiu Huoming sat at the desk and disassembled the machine. It was easy to disassemble and it took no time to disassemble. The pieces were piled on the table. He found a box and was about to take them in.
The younger sister pushed the door open and walked in. She came closer, looked at Qiu Huoming carefully and said, "Brother, don't be sad. I'll ask Dad to bring you some black rice dumplings when he gets off work tomorrow. I know you like them..."
She raised her head, her eyes were clear, and Qiu Huoming's heart softened. He reached out and touched her hair, "Brother is not sad. Even though it's dismantled, I can make this thing in minutes."
To the little sister, this just sounded like a forced smile. She thought about how sad she was when someone took away her favorite thing.
The younger sister felt the same way. She said with a tone of someone who had experienced it: "Brother, I will study hard. When I become a college student, I will give you all the machines I made..."
Qiu Huoming:...
The next morning, Qiu Huoming woke up his elder and younger sisters.
Today is the first day of training camp.
When everyone had changed their clothes and were about to go out, someone knocked on the courtyard door and Ding Yu's loud voice came in: "Huozi! Open the door."
Qiu Huoming walked over quickly and opened the gate. "Wow, you are quite punctual."
Ding Yu was holding a round pot with a bulging oil paper bag on top.
"What is this?" Qiu Huoming picked up the oil paper bag. It was quite heavy in his hand.
"Of course it's breakfast. Let's go inside..."
Qiu Huoming:...
The eldest sister and the youngest sister happily followed Ding Yu back to the living room.
Chen Suniang had already gotten up and came out of the inner room yawning, "Xiao Yu, why are you here so early?"
"Hello, godmother. I brought breakfast."
Ding Yu opened the lid of the pot as if he was presenting a treasure, revealing a pot of steaming soy milk.
There are meat buns in the oil paper bag.
"Why spend this money? These godmothers can do it." Chen Suniang said with some heartache.
"Today is the Little New Year."
Chen Suniang pushed back with just one sentence. She laughed and said, "Okay, I won't restrict you today..."
Seeing her go out, Ding Yu said proudly, "Huozi, when you are away from home, you must be missing the meat buns we often eat on the way to school. I bought them specially for you to recall the good old days."
"Is this how you use the memory of bitterness and sweetness?"
Qiu Huoming was confused and pulled out a stool and sat down.
After Chen Suniang washed up in the kitchen, she started to get busy, preparing all the ingredients for making porridge today, and soaking all the dry goods in water to make them foam...
After a while, Qiu Jianshe also came out to wash up.
Qiu Huoming sat on the stool and sighed. He looked helplessly at the three people in front of him looking at the meat buns, "Forget it, eat something to fill your stomach first, and go to the training camp later..."
"Great." Upon hearing that, the younger sister immediately ran excitedly to the kitchen to get a bowl. The older sister took a spoon, scooped the soy milk into bowls, and distributed them to everyone.
"It's better to have a younger sister. My elder brother acts like someone owes him money every day..." Ding Yu sat opposite Qiu Huoming, his face filled with indignation.
"Ahem." Qiu Huoming didn't respond to this sentence.
"Fatty, let me tell you something." Qiu Huoming lowered his voice, "Let's take the machine back last night at noon... My dad said it's not a good idea, and he's worried that someone might do something bad."
Ding Yu was stunned for a moment, then said with a sad face: "I only played for an hour..."
The younger sister looked at him sympathetically and said, "Brother Ding Yu, I will give you a Wumi dumpling tonight, too. Don't be sad."
Qiu Huoming glanced at Ding Yu and said, "What a promising future."
He continued in a low voice, "I can make this thing in a few minutes. Take your stuff back first and we'll talk about it later."
Ding Yu's eyebrows jumped, and then he felt relieved. "Okay, I'll bring it over at noon, you guys can eat it. It won't taste good if it gets cold. I'll take the buns to godmother first..."
It was not even seven o'clock when Chen Suniang and Qiu Jianshe went out to work.
Before leaving, Chen Suniang gave her eldest sister a few instructions, asking her to go back and cook the porridge. Then she pushed the cart and went out one after another with Qiu Jianshe.
Ding Yu asked curiously, "Did the godmother really ride a bike with the godfather?"
"My mother is very strong..." Qiu Huoming said calmly.
Everyone rested for a while and then rushed out.
The trellises built in the vegetable garden in the summer have been taken down, and green vegetables and spinach have been planted. They look green and fresh.
In the open space in the woods, the egret chickens were leisurely searching for food.
There is a light mist today, and the rising sun casts its light shallowly, and the air is cool and fresh.
Qiu Huoming took the lead and demonstrated the stretching movements. The three people behind him followed his movements and learned them in an orderly manner.
Then, start practicing from the first move...
The elder and younger sisters had learned the moves before, so they performed them quite well. Ding Yu followed behind and learned a few moves in a hurry, but he lost his temper in less than five minutes.
He panted, walked to the corner, moved a brick over, placed it on the empty space, and sat on it, "You guys practice, I'll cheer you up..."
"Okay, since you have no foundation, you might as well watch from the side first." Qiu Huoming didn't force it. Not everyone has athletic ability and physical fitness.
Since Qiu Huoming learned Bajiquan, he has had a new understanding of boxing. However, Bajiquan is not suitable for girls, so he still teaches Muay Thai.
Compared to before, his Muay Thai had more momentum. Qiu Huoming explained the key points of breathing to his older and younger sisters, and then they started practicing.
Boxing is not something that can be learned with just talent, it requires practice.
The eldest sister straightened her back and performed a set of boxing moves. Sweat broke out on her forehead. Ding Yu, who was standing beside her, shouted, "Hongye's boxing is so beautiful. Those idiots in your class are blind..."
The eldest sister put away her fist with a smile on her face. Her confidence was returning little by little, and she could feel these subtle changes in her heart.
The little sister hasn't stopped yet. This child has extraordinary energy and excellent body resilience. She can imitate many tricky angles effortlessly.
At this moment, the mist dissipated and the sun shone on the ground. Ding Yu had his back to the sun, and although the light was dim, it still felt very comfortable on his body.
Qiu Huoming walked to the eldest sister and said, "You have made progress. Rest for five minutes and continue..."
Ding Yu smiled and said, "Hey, Huozi, you have some coaching style now."
"Ten minutes on stage requires ten years of hard work off stage."
"Well said!" A cheer came from the other side of the woods, and a middle-aged man with a fair face and no beard turned out from the path.
Qiu Huoming looked at the person who came and smiled, "Uncle Chen."
The eldest sister and the youngest sister also shouted.
He is Master Chen, one of the richest families in the compound. He drives for his leader. His wife is a primary school teacher in a nearby urban-rural fringe area, also with a regular job. He has a son and a daughter, and his daughter is a classmate of his younger sister.
My younger sister used to go to his house often to watch TV, but now that her family has bought a TV, they visit less frequently.
"I heard some noise from a long distance away, but I didn't expect it was you who came back."
"I just got back yesterday. Uncle Chen, aren't you going to work today?"
"Today is the Little New Year, and my company gave me a day off. Okay, you guys go ahead, I'll just pass by."
He had empty hands and sweat on his forehead, as if he had just returned from morning exercise.
When he walked a short distance to the front, he suddenly turned around and looked at his little sister and said, "Hongshuang, Xiaoyun has been talking about you at home recently. She bought a few new books. Ask her to bring them to you later so you can read them together..."
The little sister immediately became excited, "Okay, let her come over, I'll give her some candy."
Uncle Chen smiled and said, "Okay, she's still sleeping in, let her come after lunch."
He walked away leisurely.
This person has been showing kindness to him. Qiu Huoming retracted his gaze and said, "Five minutes are up. Just one more set of punches and our training for today will be over."
Everything should be done step by step. Today is the first day, so let them get used to it first.
When Ding Yu heard that it was the last set of boxing, he immediately moved the bricks away and started practicing behind them.
The morning breeze blew across his cheeks. Qiu Huoming, who had just finished practicing boxing, was covered in sweat and felt a little cool from the wind. He walked back with a few followers.
He suddenly thought of Zhao Jiamin, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his eyes softened a little. He would write a letter to her when he got back.