Sad reminder Xiaobai

The wind coming in through the window relieved the stuffy heat in the room. Liang Nuo held the painting in his hand, and Zhou Ji sat beside him, eating a pastry in his mouth.

Quietly, really, a little unaccustomed to it.

He glanced slightly at Liang Nuo at the side, thinking that the last time he saw Liang Nuo was last year.

With a change every year, Liang Nuo's stature is already a bit taller than A Niang, and his slightly fair cheeks are slightly stained with bright red, probably because of the sweltering heat of this day.

The hair tied at the back and the straight back fit closely together, and the light blue clothes complemented Liang Nuo's slender figure.

This is really in line with the sentence, a fair lady is a gentleman.

Thinking about it, Zhou Ji wanted to gossip, but it's not modern, so just ask directly.

With a pastry in his mouth, he took a glass of water and drank it, but there was a voice from outside the house, "Miss Liang, shopkeeper Li is looking for you."

Liang Nuo got up, walked to the door and replied, "Okay, I'll come right away."

Turning around, holding the drawing paper in his hand, he said, "I'll go first."

Zhou Ji stood up and said after a pause, "I'll see you off."

"No, there is a child waiting for you to take care of there."

"Oh, okay."

Looking at Liang Nuo's hurried back, Zhou Ji drank the water in his hand, guessing, it seemed that she was in such a hurry every time.

Alas, looking at myself again, I'm just a babysitter. It's over, I stay at home, and my life is super boring.

Once summer is over, the busyness brought by autumn is not easy. My father and mother spend most of the day in the fields, and only rush home in the evening. Occasionally, when Zhou Ji is holding a baby, wandering around, he finds that the village is almost deserted. people.

Even Zhou Ling was fully armed and went to help with farm work.

Apart from taking a nap, Zhou Ji has no other free activities.

When the peach blossoms in the yard withered, it was late autumn and the weather became much colder. Zhou Ji gathered around the stove, watching Auntie cook, while a certain baby was brought along and watched helplessly.

When A Niang looked back, she curled her mouth, smiled, and said, "Are you hungry?"

Zhou Ji nodded, and said, "My brother is also very hungry."

"Wait a minute, it will be fine."

After a while, the food was ready, and A Niang took the baby from Zhou Ji's hands.

Zhou Ji is free to eat now, Dad eats at a few yuan, anyway, Zhou Ji has not finished eating half of the bowl, Dad's big bowl has already been finished

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A Niang was sitting sideways, breastfeeding, Zhou Ji quickly glanced over, put the vegetables in his hands, and buried himself in eating.

When winter comes, the year comes to an end.Zhou Ji was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, yawning, holding melon seeds in his hand, knocking them slowly.

There was a group of relatives in the room, father was sitting in the back room, and mother was sitting beside her holding a certain baby.

The Chinese New Year seems to be lively no matter where it is, with the sound of firecrackers from time to time, and Zhou Ji looks at the snow in the yard.

Probably because the snow was too thick, the branches could not help but bend, there was a crackling sound, and the snow fell to the ground and piled up in a small pile.

A Niang's voice came from behind, "Ah Ji, come in, it's too cold outside."

"Hey, good."

Zhou Ji clapped his hands in response, removed the crumbs of the melon seeds, turned around and went into the back room.

In February and March, the farming work had not yet started, and the children were under the supervision of the adults, and they were not allowed to go out to play.

Quietly, listening to the tick-tick of the melted snow on the roof, falling on the stone slabs beside the house.

A Niang sat around the kang, holding a needle and thread, and sewed Dad's clothes, and there was a pile of cloth beside her.And a certain baby with her back against the wall was wearing a bulging round cap, blinking her eyes and looking around.

Zhou Ji looked at the letter he had just received, and Liang Nuo said that he would not be able to return until June when he was out of town, and in July, there was a fun festival in town, so he wanted to take Zhou Ji there.

After reading the letter, Zhou Ji counted the months, at least four or five months.

A Niang lowered her head, bit off the end of the thread, looked at the sewn clothes, and said, "After finishing Dad's clothes, I will get new clothes for you two, A Ji."

Before the words finished, A Niang started to cough, Zhou Ji poured the freshly heated tea and handed it to A Niang.

The father outside the door came in, holding a pile of freshly picked herbs in his hand, put them in the corner, looked at this side, and said, "I went to pick some herbs, I will wash them later, and I will cook more. "

A Niang put down her glass and said, "I'll get it done, you sit down and rest."

"You're not in good health, so don't move for now, let the girl wash it, that's fine."

"But in this weather, the water is too cold, it's better for me to go."

"It's okay, I boiled hot water, so don't worry about it."

"That, all right."

Dad left the house, came in after a while, and sat aside, entertaining himself with a certain baby who was leaning against the wall.

Looking at the envelope on the low table, he asked, "Did that girl Liang Nuo entrust someone to send it over?"

Zhou Ji nodded, and A Niang at the side replied, "Yes, I also asked someone to bring two bags of beans."

"I've heard people say that that girl Liang Nuo is very capable, and the manager of the shop praised her for being shrewd."

"Reckoning, Liang Nuo's child will be sixteen this year." A Niang picked up the scissors, cut a thread short, lowered her head, and said.

"Yeah, we should also prepare to introduce someone, but Liang Nuo is not a local, and there are no relatives around, and we have never met."

"How about, next time that child Liang Nuo comes, I'll ask her what she thinks." A Niang put down the scissors and asked.

"This is fine."

"After all, that kid Liang Nuo has a good heart and brings things here every year. We don't feel sorry if we don't do something." A Niang raised her head and said.

Zhou Ji kowtowed the melon seeds, thinking in his heart, I was just gossip about Liang Nuo's thoughts of falling in love, unexpectedly, these two had already considered Liang Nuo's marriage.

Falling in love and getting married are not the same thing.

"Aji, did Liang Nuo say when he would come here?"

Zhou Ji, who was complaining, raised her head and replied, "It seems that she, Sister Liang Nuo, has been very busy these few months."

"Oh, then I'll go and see the right person first, and when Liang Nuo comes, remember to help Auntie keep her for a while."

"Oh"

"A Niang, what is a suitable person?" Zhou Ji asked A Niang back, so as to know what kind of person A Niang was planning to find for Liang Nuo.

But A Niang laughed, looked at Father, and replied, "Ah Ji is still young, so I don't need to know about it for now, and A Niang will tell Ah Ji later."

Zhou Ji couldn't do anything about this answer, and he was only four years younger than Liang Nuo.

Thinking about it, Zhou Ji didn't have time to worry about Liang Nuo, instead he was a little worried about himself, and his stable days seemed to be coming to an end.

Lying on the low table, looking at the steaming tea, blowing it gently, thinking in my heart, time, can you slow down a bit.

In a stable life, if there is no entanglement of firewood, rice, oil and salt, then life will not lack too many memories.