Sad reminder Xiaobai

He weighed the brush and drew lightly. Occasionally, the ink on the tip of the pen was too thick and it was not easy to draw.

Zhou Ji also had no choice but to squeeze the ink dry with his hands, trying to make the tip of the brush a bit hard, so it was easier to start.

Liang Nuo was watching seriously and didn't talk to him. Zhou Ji compared the paintings. He hasn't drawn for a long time. This level is barely passable.

Putting down the pen readily, and stretching his numb arms, Liang Nuo lowered his head and asked, "Are you done?"

Zhou Ji twisted his sore neck, and replied "Well, it's almost there."

Liang Nuo put down his pen, picked up the piece of paper, and looked at it. Seeing that she didn't speak, Zhou Ji was very upset.

What broke the silence was not Liang Nuo, but a shout from outside the house, "Ah Ji"

Zhou Ji sat up, guessing, A Niang is here.

He hurriedly responded, "Hey, Aunt."

Liang Nuo put down the paper in his hand, helped to hold the shoes, and said, "Your mother is here to pick you up, put on the shoes first."

Zhou Ji didn't evade, changed his shoes, saw A Niang was at the door, saw Zhou Ji said, "Ah Ji, come home, Dad is lucky today, he killed a wild rabbit, go home."

When Zhou Ji heard this, the bowl of porridge in his stomach had already been digested, so he took A Niang's hand and nodded.

A Niang looked behind her and said, "Liang Nuo, take Ah Ji back."

Zhou Ji turned around, only to find that Liang Nuo, who was sitting beside him on the kang just now, had changed his shoes and was standing by the door.

"Well, I know, Aunt Zhou, go slowly."

Pulled by A Niang across the threshold, snow buried most of the road in the alley, when Zhou Ji glanced back, he saw Liang Nuo leaning against the door, the wind made Zhou Ji's face hurt, and he choked on a sentence, Why isn't she in the house yet?

Before waiting for a while, he turned into the alley and couldn't see the wooden door of her house. Zhou Ji took a deep breath, even his nose was numb from the cold.

When I got back to my home, I was stuffed into the kang by my mother, and when I was drinking water from a water glass, I realized that my hands were still stained with ink.

After a while, Dad came in from outside the house, and there were several uncles behind him. Zhou Ji leaned against the window and watched the uncles enter the other side of the back room, on the slightly larger kang.

A Niang went into the back room with the drink, she was busy with work, Zhou Ji couldn't bother her.

So, to be honest, I was in a daze.

Occasionally there was the sound of cups clinking in the back room, and A Niang would come in and out from time to time, the wind coming through the door curtain made it a bit cold, Zhou Ji looked at the steaming kettle, lost in thought.

When he came back to his senses, it was still the pot of hot soup brought by A-Niang, and the smell that filled the room aroused the roundworm in Zhou Ji's stomach.

But A Niang stopped for a while, took the bowl and chopsticks, took the hot soup, sat next to it, and said, "Come on, Ah Ji, have a taste."

Zhou Ji, when he reached out to touch the chopsticks, he remembered that his hands hadn't been washed yet, so he held out his hands and said, "Hands, I want to, wash your hands."

A little embarrassed, I looked at A Niang, but fortunately this A Niang is not a serious person, looked at, smiled, raised her hand to scratch Zhou Ji's nose, and said, "Ah Ji is so playful, wait a minute, I will go out and give it to you Bring water."

To be honest, an adult is treated like a child, Zhou Ji has thousands of pimples in his heart.

But, I have to say, I was moved, too.

When A Niang entered the room again, she took a hot water basin and put it aside, holding a handkerchief, and carefully washed Zhou Ji's little dirty hands.

And Zhou Ji just drank the hot soup, unfortunately, his tongue was scalded several times.

What's more unfortunate is that Zhou Ji is changing his teeth, so it's really difficult to eat meat.

However, this difficulty is nothing to Zhou Ji.

When Zhou Ji finished the meat and soup, he was almost full. He leaned against the window, belching, and A Niang came in and out, and finally sat down to rest.

Looking at the half bowl of soup in A Niang's hand, I guess there should be no meat.

Zhou Ji felt a little sorry, if he had known earlier, he wouldn't have eaten so fast, so that he could still leave some meat, alas.

After finishing the soup, A Niang sat beside Zhou Ji, held Zhou Ji's hand, and said, "Ah Ji, are you full?"

Zhou Ji nodded, and replied "Well, I'm so full."

A Niang smiled, put Zhou Ji's hand under the warm quilt, and said, "That's good."

A Niang is a very good person, yes, Zhou Ji has always felt that way.

When the people in the back room left, A Niang started to work again, and the uncle at the side, probably too drunk, went back to the room.

The originally noisy room became extremely quiet.There is no sound of snow falling outside the house, and the wind has dropped a lot. Zhou Ji is used to this kind of quietness.

Here in winter, there is endless wind, snow, and then a vast expanse of whiteness.

Years later, the village began to get busy again and again, but Liang Nuo still went to and from the town every day.

Zhou Ji, when she went to Liang Nuo's house several times, her father's complexion has improved a lot.

In spring, the villagers are busy with farming, and sometimes even lunch is settled by Zhou Ji's own hot porridge.

The ensuing summer brought scorching high temperatures and even a sudden and unexpected plague.

Every household is nervous, for fear of being contaminated with unclean things and entering the house.

Zhou Ji still heard it by accident when the aunts and aunts next door were talking about family matters.

"This time, for some reason, several people died in Li Village and Wang Village next door."

"Tsk tsk, you can't talk nonsense."

"I don't dare to talk nonsense, but my second nephew is so bold that he ran over there today and saw it with his own eyes."

"Oh, this is terrible. I have to go home quickly and clean up."

During this messy nonsense, a lot of people gathered at the door, and all of them dispersed in a panic.

Zhou Ji heard about it, but didn't think much about it.It's just that when she went to bed at night, A Niang deliberately put away the things in the room and planned to wash them all.

Zhou Ji, wrapped in a quilt, was a little scared, thinking about the unclean things they said.

Superstition misleads people, Zhou Ji comforted himself in his heart, don't be afraid, this is just a rumor and cannot be trusted.

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