Siheyuan: Cooking journey

"Sister, who was that person in the yard just now? She's so handsome."

My mother-in-law stood by and watched with an indifferent look on her face, while Qin Jingru's clean little face was slightly flushed. She was busy making cornmeal steamed bread. She glanced at me and said, "He Yuzhu, a worker from the steel plant, lives in our yard. What are you looking forward to? What does this have to do with you?" Qin Jingru asked curiously.

"He is married."

Qin Huairu lowered her head and continued to concentrate on making steamed bread. She replied calmly: "Life is so tight now, how can I think about these things?"

"Sister...I have never thought about getting married."

Qin Huairu smiled sincerely. The man in her heart actually got married. "You are still young. You have to meet the right person to get married." Qin Huairu said calmly, frowning slightly. It is a good idea to send my mother-in-law to the countryside and let my cousin Qin Jingru help take care of the children. The two have always had a close relationship, and Qin Jingru has a good personality. I feel relieved to let her help take care of the children, and I am not afraid that the children will be wronged. However, she will get married after all, and I can only help take care of the children temporarily.

Those things are still a long way off. Besides, although we are country people,

However, this means you will have to bear the burden of one more person's life every month, which is quite stressful.

Fortunately, the canteen can provide two meals. There are more than ten days a month when we can eat white flour steamed buns, which can save a lot. On the days when we don’t eat steamed buns, we can take six steamed buns home every day.

Life was very tight, and it was impossible to eat better, but at least I could ensure that I would not starve. It was for this reason that I sent my mother-in-law back to the countryside.

After the steamed bread was ready, she kept three and gave Qin Jingru a few more instructions: "Remember, Jingru, take good care of your brothers and sisters."

Granny Zhang followed him out, smiling flatteringly, "Huai Ru..."

Qin Huairu looked at her calmly.

Granny Zhang forced a smile on her wrinkled face, her eyes almost narrowed into slits: "We were just discussing the family expenses. The children still have to go to school, and life is already tight..."

"Mom knows you want Jingru to help take care of the child, but Jingru is still a girl of fifteen or sixteen."

Qin Huairu remained calm and turned away.

There was resentment in Granny Zhang's eyes, but she was helpless.

On the way to work, Qin Huairu sighed softly.

Today is the second day, and she misses her child. Although letting the child go back to the countryside with her grandmother avoids the reputation of abandoning the elderly, it would feel very different if she let the child go back with her. She knows that over time, no one can guarantee that there will be no estrangement, and she is even more afraid that one day she will suddenly find that the child has become estranged from her.

"Yes, I'm waiting for Lily." Liu Lan nodded with a smile, "Then I'll go to work first." Qin Huairu said goodbye with a smile.

"Okay, you go first, I'll catch up with you in a while." Watching Liu Lan leave.

After a short rest, Yu Li arrived and immediately

Yu Li briefly explained and asked curiously, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Of course it's a good thing."

Yu Li was surprised and happy.

Hearing such good news, Yu Li didn't expect her dream to come true, and couldn't help but sigh,

"Really?" Yu Li was extremely surprised, and Liu Lan's expression straightened and became serious.

"Yeah, don't worry."

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, sister

Carrying a heavy workload and getting along with such a colleague, although He Yuzhu had a bad impression of the Third Uncle's family, he did not have too many prejudices against himself as an outsider, and seemed to always think about how he could help.

I keep talking about the past all day long.

When He Nawang heard that Lily had not returned yet, he took Xiaojing to the library. This time he did not bring He Yongshui, the light bulb. Without thinking much, He Zhishuan took Mai Xiaocheng straight to the destination.

Before leaving, he hesitated for a moment, fearing that he might encounter something he shouldn't.

After all, they had been separated for more than four months, so it shouldn't have been such a coincidence.

However, he didn't think too much about it.

In the library, next to the bookshelf.

He Yuzhu was reading a book attentively.

As for Lou Xiao'e, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes never left him.

We have been married for more than two months. We see each other every day and look at each other every day, but I always feel like we can't see enough.

The more I look at it, the more I like it, and the happier I feel. This is probably the special feeling I have for my family.

The library was quiet, although there were many people.

But it is not suitable for any intimate actions.

Lou Xiao'e usually likes to snuggle up to him when she has nothing to do, but now she is a little uncomfortable with this.

Seeing that he was so absorbed in his reading, she could not bear to disturb him. She thought of finding a book that interested her, so she started searching everywhere.

......

A sketch.

In the picture, she has long hair falling on her shoulders, clear eyes and a sweet smile that makes people's heart beat.

But in reality, his eyes were dim and tears were welling up in his sockets.

Ran Qiuye leaned against the bookshelf, holding the sketch with trembling hands, almost unable to breathe.

My vision was blurred, and the whole world seemed to become unreal at this moment, in this library.

The scene where he confessed his love to her using that sketch was as clear as if it happened yesterday.

But now, times have changed.

Hate him and blame him.

Ran Qiuye didn't understand why she felt so painful.

We had clearly agreed to have a relationship with the goal of getting married, and he nodded in agreement.

Why back off?

Why escape?

Don’t you like it?

Don’t love it anymore?

Why is it so painful?

Ran Qiuye was at a loss, unable to find the answer, nor could she regain her peace.

She saw him, still maintaining the same calmness in her memory, reading the book attentively.

I have fantasized countless times that one day I would be able to be by his side, reading quietly and looking at him quietly.

Such a scene came true, but the person who was with him and looking at him was another person.

Ran Qiuye knew and understood that she shouldn't blame him or complain about him, but deep down she still couldn't help but want to blame and complain about him.

Blame him for not trying to keep her, not stopping her, and not getting entangled in the issue.

Blame him for why he got married, why he didn't wait, why he gave up so easily.

But while blaming and complaining,

All that is left is bitterness and expectation. I want to ask, does he have a moment of heart-beating?

But even if you know, what can you do?

Tears slid silently and dripped onto the sketch.

In a trance,

Ran Qiuye seemed to see a person standing next to the bus stop for a long time.

I saw a person staring at the intersection for a long time.

In the end, one person went left and the other went right, and the distance between them became farther and farther.

Ran Qiuye smiled.

There were tears in her eyes, but a smile on her face.

Just like in the sketch, the same smile, just as bright and moving.

Thank you and I'm sorry.

If there is an afterlife, I will definitely walk towards you bravely.

The library is still quiet.

No one knew someone had come, and no one noticed someone had left.