There is a mountain in her arms

The journey was relatively smooth because the house in the city was sold to the rich family, so they took the bus directly to the town and got off.

"Uncle, uncle, uncle, here, look here!"

As soon as they got out of the station, they heard a familiar voice. Grandpa Jiang smiled as soon as he saw the person coming.

"Weiguo, why are you here? Are you here to pick us up?"

"Yes! Didn't you call and say you would be back today? My dad asked me to pick you up, but it's hard to go back in this cold weather."

"Okay, okay, your father still cares about me."

"Uncle, we are worried about you too. My mother, Lanhua and my elder sister have cleaned your house, and we have prepared firewood. You can live in it and light a fire as soon as you return."

"Haha, thank you guys!"

"Uncle, this is what we should do. We didn't have the key to your house before, so we couldn't clean it for you. In the past six months, my father and mother have cleaned the house for you whenever they go back, for fear that it would get moldy."

"Thank you."

"Uncle, what are you talking about? This is what we should do. Not to mention that we should be filial to you, but you have helped us so much, this is also our duty."

"Haha! Let's go home first. Is there any change in the village now?"

Jiang Weiguo originally wanted to help them carry their things, but when he realized there was no place for him to do so, he led them as they walked and talked.

"How should I put it? The biggest change is that everyone in the village has built a new house, except our two families and Uncle Guan's family. However, my father is also planning to renovate the house next year, and it can't be too different from the village. Uncle, what are your family's plans? Your house has been there for many years, I wonder if you will come back in the future?"

Grandpa Jiang was silent for a while. His son and daughter-in-law's graves were still here, so he wanted to be closer to them. But his grandchildren's future development would definitely be in Beijing, so he was in a dilemma.

"I need to think about this further."

Jiang Weiguo said this casually, and when he saw his second uncle fell silent, he changed the subject.

"Chengcheng, An'an, are you adapting to the new school?"

"Uncle, I'm already this old, how can I not adapt? There are many people in the new school, and I get along well with my classmates."

"Uncle, I have adapted very well, and I have made a good friend."

"Our An An is amazing! Your cousin Zi Xiao is half as smart as you. Uncle would wake up laughing in his dreams."

"Uncle, sometimes things have two sides. Zixiao is not good at studying, but he is excellent in other aspects!"

"What aspect?"

"Zixiao has good jumping ability, runs fast, and has high physical strength. He can definitely be trained as a sports specialty student."

"No, no, you still have to take academic courses. Only with academic qualifications can you have a future."

Seeing how resistant he was, Jiang Yichen stopped talking about it.

Jiang Weiguo had previously sold his ox cart to a villager, and today he borrowed a ox cart to pick people up.

Although the weather is still cold, the sun seems to be hiding behind the clouds and is unveiling layer by layer.

Jiang Weiguo walked very slowly, talking about the changes that had taken place in the city over the past six months. Grandpa Jiang's mood improved a lot after listening to this.

"Uncle, the business in front of the school is getting better and better. The business of the five of us is pretty good, and even the small shop run by my parents is thriving."

"Ziqing is now in her third year of high school, and her mother has to send some food to her from time to time. The child is working hard in school, and she is getting thinner and thinner. But Zixiao is disobedient, which makes his mother and I very worried. Zitao is better, he has been easy to deal with since he was a child. I have spent more time and effort on him and Ziqing combined than on Zixiao."

"By the way, there is good news about Wei Tong and his wife. He won't come back for the New Year this year, and my mother is thinking of going over to take care of my younger brother and sister-in-law when they give birth next year."

Jiang Weiguo talked a lot about the recent situation at home, and Grandpa Jiang was sometimes sad and sometimes happy. Wang Quan pointed at Grandpa's Sichuan opera face and asked An An to see it. The two buried their heads in the blanket brought by Jiang Weiguo and laughed secretly.

The road was convenient, so even though Jiang Weiguo drove the ox cart slowly, he still got home quickly.

The front door of the Jiang family was open, and there were shadowy figures flashing inside. Wang Quan jumped down directly, and then helped Grandma Jiang down.

"Second brother, sister-in-law, you are back. I was drying the quilts with you! There was no sun these past few days, but it came out today when you came back. It shows that the sky is looking forward to your return."

Grandma Jiang heard the noise and came out. She was very happy to see them. Her words made her sister-in-law laugh. Grandma Jiang took her hand and pointed at the house to express her gratitude.

"Sister-in-law, please let me come back and pick up the ready-made ones."

"You really deserve to be beaten. You don't know how much you have helped us. We may not be able to repay you even if we work like slaves."

Grandma Jiang deliberately made a fierce face to show her anger, and shook her arms like she did when she was young.

"We are one family and we don't have different opinions. We are just trying to give you some guidance, but the main thing is still up to you."

"Yes, we are one family and we don't have different opinions. Then why are you telling me all this?"

Grandma Jiang's counterattack immediately made Grandma Jiang stunned for a second and then shook her head.

"I still can't convince you."

"Okay, now that you're back, we'll go home first. Come to my house for dinner later. The orchid should be ready soon."

Grandma Jiang nodded.

"All right!"

She saw that it was almost time for dinner and the children were hungry, so she decided not to cook it herself.

At noon, the whole family finished their meal at Jiang Wei's house. Grandpa Jiang and the eldest brother talked about things in the village, and Grandma Jiang took Jiang Yichen and the others home to clean up.

Jiang Zixiao seemed to have nails on his buttocks. He couldn't stay there for a moment and followed them home.

Jiang Ziqing is now in the stressful senior year of high school. She has many troubles that she wants to talk to someone about. When she sees her good sister, she immediately goes home with her.

Jiang Zitao is already a junior in college and feels that he is an adult, so he stays at home and helps his father haul dirt in preparation for renovating the house next year.

"Second brother, now that living conditions are better, the second uncle in the clan wants to cultivate the tea trees in our Jiangcha Village again?"

"Tea trees? Aren't they all destroyed? Even if they are cultivated now, they should be different varieties!"

"It's not impossible. My second uncle left some tea seeds and he has been cultivating them for the past two years. I don't know if he didn't find the right method and hasn't succeeded yet."

"Since they already have the tea seeds, how could they not succeed? Weren't all the tea seedlings cultivated by them before?"

"No, the original tea seedlings were cultivated by our direct ancestor. He made a fortune from it and then we had our Jiangcha Village. In order for our branch to always be the one in charge, the method of cultivating tea seedlings has always been in the hands of the leader of our branch."

When Grandpa Jiang said this, Grandpa Jiang roughly understood.

The ancestors of this branch of their family separated from the Jiang family due to the changing times. Due to the general environment, all the tea trees were destroyed. The successors all joined the army, and the grandchildren were too young, so the tea was lost.

"No. Brother, have you checked that place? I think the ancestors of my Jiang family are all smart people, it is impossible that they did not leave clues."

"That place! I haven't been there for many years. Let's go and look for it secretly tomorrow."

"it is good!"

In the evening, Grandma Jiang asked Jiang Ziqing and his sister to stay for dinner before going back, because Jiang Yichen and Wang Quan caught two fish in the river near the door in the afternoon.

Jiang Zixiao was the greediest one. He knew that Grandma Jiang’s cooking was better than his mother’s, so he nodded without thinking and even shamelessly made requests.

"Second Grandma, let's cook two different kinds of fish tonight!"

"Okay! One for pickled fish, and one for spicy or sweet and sour?"

"Sweet and sour fish! Pickled fish made spicy is the same."

"Okay! The greens in the garden happen to be growing well. I'll make some greens, carrots and egg soup, and some bacon fried with garlic sprouts and spicy and sour potato shreds that your grandma brought."

“Many of them are my favorites.”

Jiang Zixiao licked his lips subconsciously. Jiang Ziqing felt embarrassed to watch, and in fact she also swallowed subconsciously.

The dinner was naturally a joyful one. Jiang Zixiao's witty remarks coaxed the old couple into picking food for him all the time.

Wang Quan glanced at the boy and felt that he had stolen his job.

Jiang Yichen also felt that Jiang Zixiao had changed a lot this time. Thinking of what Jiang Weiguo said when he came back, he pretended to ask him casually.

"Zixiao, how do you feel about living in the city with your family now?"

"Oh, cousin, don't mention it. It's tiring to talk about it!"

Jiang Zixiao said this, then took a bite of fish. He looked up and found that everyone was staring at him to hear what happened next.

"Before, my father and I lived alone in the village, and we had no food to eat. My father was either busy with the fields or with village affairs, so he had no time to take care of me. I lived a carefree life. But now? My sister comes home once a month from school, and the four adults in our family only care about me. You can imagine how miserable my life is."

Seeing that no one was eating the fish head, Jiang Zitao picked up the fish head from the pickled fish, put it into the bowl and took a big bite, with a look of lingering aftertaste on his face.

"That's the taste! My family's conditions have obviously improved, but my mom is still stingy when cooking and doesn't want to use any extra ingredients."

"Zixiao, your mother lives this way because of you three."

Grandpa Jiang spoke disapprovingly of him, and Jiang Zixiao felt a little aggrieved.

"But the food at home is always not very oily, and I always get hungry quickly at school. Even in my favorite physical education class, I can't muster up the energy."

Jiang Yichen's heart moved and she asked him.

"Zixiao, what's your favorite sport in PE class?"

"Play basketball. Our school didn't have it before, and the junior high school in the city only arranged for it last year."

Jiang Yichen had an idea in mind and guided him step by step.

"Playing basketball is really good. I heard that the country is now preparing to develop basketball."

Jiang Zixiao felt like he had met a soulmate. He put down the fish head and looked at Jiang Yichen with burning eyes.

"really?"

"In 1984, the Chinese men's basketball team won the eighth place in the Los Angeles Olympics, which was the best result in the history of the Chinese men's basketball team in the Olympics. At the same time, the Chinese Basketball League was officially established to promote the development of basketball."

"That's great."

Jiang Zixiao felt proud of it, and Jiang Yichen asked him with a smile.

"Zixiao, do you want to play basketball forever?"

"miss you!"

"I heard that in the future the country will recruit a group of basketball players to join the national team to compete with countries all over the world. But if you want to join the national team, your academic performance must be good. And you are only in junior high school now, and it is not certain whether this will be done in junior high school or high school. It is more likely to be done in college."

After hearing this, Jiang Zitao felt excited but also a little nervous.

"Cousin, my academic performance is not very good. Do you think it is too late for me to work hard now?"

"Do you really want to join the national team? Even if you join, they will be stricter than your family members and you will have to train very hard every day."

"I wanted to give it a try. I loved running around the village when I was little, and when I came across basketball, I fell in love with it."

"Where there is a will, there is a way! As long as you work hard, maybe a miracle will happen."

Jiang Zixiao made a decision in his heart after hearing this. Jiang Ziqing understood what Jiang Yicheng meant and secretly gave him a grateful look.

When the brother and sister returned home in the evening, Jiang Zixiao took the initiative to find Jiang Zitao with the book.

"Brother, can you help me with my homework during this winter break?"

Jiang Zitao was shocked and thought he had heard it wrong. He looked at Jiang Ziqing inquiringly.

"Brother, I definitely don't have time to teach him in the last six months. Take care of him when you have time."

"Brother, don't you want to? Am I really hopeless?"

Jiang Zixiao was a little overwhelmed, and Jiang Zitao came to his senses and nodded quickly.

"As long as you really study hard, I will teach you seriously."

"Thank you, brother. Let's start from now!"

Jiang Zixiao immediately pulled him back to the room, leaving everyone in the room looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Qingqing, what happened to your little brother?"

Jiang Ziqing looked at their half-open door and repeated Jiang Yichen's words in a low voice.

"Chengcheng still has a way to use this to hang him. But the national team selection can't be true, right?"

Grandpa Jiang was happy at first, then worried, and Jiang Weiguo shook his head.

"Dad, I haven't heard of such a thing either. This should be Chengcheng's way of motivating him."

"Grandpa, Dad, if this is true, are you willing to help Zixiao?"

Jiang Ziqing felt that Jiang Yichen would not do something without a purpose, and felt that this might happen, so he couldn't help but give them a shot of prevention.

"It's an honor to be on the national team, but it doesn't guarantee your future life!"

After Jiang Weiguo said this, Jiang Ziqing stopped talking. Grandfather Jiang knocked on his pipe and looked at the half-open door.

"If there really is such an opportunity, let's help him. He has put so much effort into this, if we stop him, he might really become depressed."

"Then listen to Dad."

Jiang Weiguo was also afraid that his son would be really useless, so he temporarily agreed. Grandma Jiang and Zhou Guihua didn't have much insight, but just kept this in mind.

"Mom, if my little brother can really take this path, his food must be kept up. He said at my second grandfather's house today that he was hungry every day at school because the meals he ate at home didn't have much oil or water."

Zhou Guihua blushed and quickly made the promise.

"I won't do that again. I've just been used to cooking like this for so many years, and I can't change it all at once."

Grandma Jiang took her daughter-in-law's hand and spoke gently.

"It's not your fault. It's because our family is poor. Life is different now than before. The living standards of the people around us have improved a lot. When you cook in the future, put more ingredients in. We can afford to eat meat every meal now, and it's good for everyone. Not only should the children eat well, but you should also eat well since you are so tired, so that you will have more energy to work."

"Oh, I know, Mom!"

After hearing her mother-in-law's advice, Zhou Guihua felt that she had been too harsh on her children. She decided to make delicious food for everyone in the family from tomorrow to nourish their bodies, as the young and old did not look as good as others.