love letter to summer

Xia Ma almost slapped him flying.

"When will you be as mature as your brother?"

Xia Tang picked her nose, squinted and said, "I'm mature, it's because you don't understand me."

Xia Qing: "Brother, your face fell to the ground, pick it up quickly."

Xia Tang knocked on the table: "Even you are not on my side now!"

Xia Qing: "I've never been on your side."

Xia Tang: "I really misread you!!"

The three of them quarreled furiously.

Xia's father silently poured a plate of chive dumplings into the pot, Ye Ji silently ate a piece of pumpkin, Xia's father poured himself a glass of wine, then toasted Ye Ji, Ye Ji picked up his own glass containing Sprite, and the two A man silently clinked his glasses against the background noise and drank the contents.

After eating, Xia Tang and Xia Qing burped and cleaned up the dishes.

After tidying up, Ye Ji went into the kitchen to wash the dishes, Xia Ma immediately stopped him.

"Baby Aji, you and Xia Tang are watching TV while Auntie is here to wash the dishes."

Ye Ji: "Let me wash it."

"No, no, you go and play with Xia Tang."

Ye Ji was a little hesitant. After all, Xia's mother had been busy shopping for vegetables and washing vegetables and cutting meat for so long. Ye Ji felt that since he came to have a free dinner, he should do something to help out of reason.

Xia's mother patted him on the back, and said in a loving tone: "You are tired after a busy day at school, go to rest, there are not many dishes today, and auntie can finish washing them easily, baby Be obedient and go out quickly."

Ye Ji had no choice but to give up, wiped the water off his hands and was about to go out. Just as he walked to the door of the kitchen, Xia's mother's voice suddenly came.

"Baby, come to eat tomorrow too. Auntie will make braised fish and fried crab for you."

Ye Ji was a little frightened, he quickly waved his hands and said, "No need, Auntie."

Xia's mother poured out the dish soap and said, "Why, don't you want to come to eat, do you think auntie's cooking is not delicious?"

"No." Ye Ji said, "I will come, but Auntie, you can cook ordinary dishes."

Xia's mother didn't speak, she lowered her head to wash the dishes.

Ye Ji didn't understand what happened to Xia's mother today, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only stand silently.

After a long silence, Xia Ma said, "I know I shouldn't have said those words." She stopped, stood by the sink, and looked at the bowl in the sink.

"But today when I saw you carrying a bunch of things and wearing wet clothes, I suddenly felt very sad." Mama Xia lowered her head.

Ye Ji stood behind her, unable to see her expression.

"Your father left you mother and child behind for other women, and your mother never stayed at home for a few days all year round in order to make money. Although you have father and mother, you are like a little orphan..." As he spoke, Her voice trembled.

Ye Ji was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly took out a pack of tissues from his pocket.

After taking out the tissue, Ye Ji didn't know what to do, he looked at Mama Xia's back helplessly.

Xia Ma raised her hand and wiped her face, as if she was wiping tears. Ye Ji panicked, and quickly walked to her side.

Xia's mother really cried, her eyes were red, and she wiped her cheeks with her hands, wiping away the tears that had fallen.

Ye Ji quickly handed her a tissue.

While wiping tears, Xia Ma took the tissue and squeezed a comforting smile on her face.

"I just remembered what happened when you were a child." She wiped her tears with a tissue, trying to smile on her face, "The older you get, the more fragile you become. Hey, I made you laugh."

Ye Ji shook his head quickly, and was about to say "this is not a joke", but after thinking about it, he felt that this was a bit strange, after thinking about it, he said, "You and your uncle have always taken care of me, treating me like your own son, So even though my parents were often away, I never felt different from other kids."

Ye Ji's words came from the bottom of his heart. Xia's father and Xia's mother usually don't say anything when they greet him. Even Ye Ji's parents' meetings since he was a child were mostly attended by these two couples. Ye Ji My parents didn't go there a few times at all; if Ye Ji had any serious or minor illnesses, these two couples would take care of him.

When they were young, many children would write in their compositions: when they were sick, their parents carried them to the hospital overnight, and then they felt the great and selfless father's or mother's love from it.Many of these are just made-up, some are true, but only a few of them are really touched by them.

Ye Ji also wrote this kind of composition before, but what he wrote was not his parents, but Xia's father and mother, and every word he wrote was truly from the heart.

Xia's father and Xia's mother are not his biological parents, but they have been taking care of him wholeheartedly for ten years.

Ye Ji looked into Xia Ma's eyes and said seriously: "Thank you."

Xia's mother burst into tears instantly.

"You child, why are you so polite?" She laughed, but her tears flowed more fiercely, "Silly child, why are you so stupid."

Ye Ji lowered his head, smiled quietly and listened to her.

Xia's mother gradually suppressed her tears, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue, and looked up at Ye Ji.

She looked at Ye Ji's eyebrows earnestly, just like a mother looking at her grown-up child. After watching for a while, she reached out to touch Ye Ji's face and said, "Although I always said that Xia Tang is not as sensible as you , but actually in my heart, I really hope that you will not be so sensible, I hope that you can be like Xia Tang, always happy and simple."

Ye Ji pushed open the door, and Xia Tang was sitting on the bed with his computer in his arms, with earphones plugged into his ears, typing with crackling noises.

Ye Ji sat down beside him.

Xia Tang glanced at him, continued typing, and after a while, looked over again.

Ye Ji still sat quietly, staring at the wall in front of him in a daze.

Xia Tang took off the earphones, stretched out her hand and waved in front of him.

"Aji?"

Ye Ji turned to look at him: "Auntie is crying."

"Ah?" Xia Tang was stunned for a moment, and then showed a horrified expression, "No way?! Is my mother crying?"

Ye Ji nodded.

Xia Tang climbed out of bed and asked, "What's the matter? A woman like my mother rarely cries." He put on his slippers and planned to go out to have a look.

Ye Ji held his hand, Xia Tang looked back at him strangely, Ye Ji shook his head and said: "It's nothing, I just talked about my parents."

Xia Tang stared at him blankly, looked at him for a while, then held his hand.

Ye Ji took his hand and pulled him in his direction, Xia Tang followed his movements and walked over and sat down beside him.