Sad reminder Xiaobai

It rained for several days in a row, and finally stopped the next day. The sunlight coming out of the clouds was really weak, but fortunately there was no such cold wind, otherwise Zhou Ji would not even be able to leave the door.

Holding the hot pancake in my hand, I had to switch hands back and forth, because the taste was okay with the addition of sugar, and I seldom eat it in normal days. Zhou Ji, who has basically adapted to the situation here, said that it is good to bear hardships and stand hard work character.

In the afternoon, this lady has been busy for quite a while, Zhou Ji ate a lot, and tried her best to help.I thought that if my mother saw this, it would be terrible.

In the evening, having some free time, Zhou Ji thought it would be more at ease to go to Liang Nuo and her.

Biting the pancake in his mouth, he burped suddenly, as expected, he ate too much.

Looking at A Niang who was lighting the fire, she moved small steps and approached quietly, thinking about what to say.

"Auntie"

"Well, what?"

"Well, I want to go, Liang Nuo, let's play."

"Today? How about tomorrow? It's a bit late today. Auntie will go with you tomorrow, okay?"

"Uh-huh."

Zhou Ji feels that this kind of warm way is really, too, warm.It makes me feel that this idea is too troublesome.

Moreover, looking at today, A Niang has not had much time to spare. Although the work is not heavy, it is quite troublesome.

Fortunately, Zhou Ji is not someone who is so entangled in love.Looking at the half cake in his hand, he opened his mouth to bite, not wasting food.

So the next morning, Zhou Ji was still in a hazy dream, sleeping soundly, and vaguely heard someone calling him.

After being served and dressed, and after washing his face, Zhou Ji finally woke up.

With a dazed face, he looked at A Niang who was about to go out, and then remembered that there was still a matter of going out today.

Staying at home all the time, obviously, Zhou Ji, looking at this road, seems a little strange.

Followed around the road, Zhou Ji, while breathing, stretched out his right hand, wiped tears, thinking, this gray day, will never exceed 7 o'clock, wondering, if you know how to go so early, why not go at noon.

It is said that farmers get up early, and Zhou Ji really understands it. At this time, every household has already raised smoke, and the sound of rooster crowing can be heard clearly from different places.

When we arrived at Liang Nuo's house, her father was in the yard, and A Niang held hands, walked to the yard, and said, "I made some pancakes, and brought some here."

"This is really polite."

Zhou Ji looked around, but couldn't find anyone, so A Niang let go of her hand and said, "Let's go and play with Sister Liang Nuo."

Her dad said "Arnold is in the kitchen"

Zhou Ji nodded, walked towards the kitchen with strides.I heard a few violent coughs through the window,

I thought, is her mother really healed?

When she entered the kitchen, she was lifting the lid of the pot, carefully handling the small cakes steaming in the pot.Zhou Ji had eaten this before, and the taste was very sticky. Seeing that she was serious, she was afraid of disturbing her.

Deliberately approaching her with small steps, before she could speak, she said first, "Why, did you run out today?"

"Well, I just wanted to come out, so, come out."

She skillfully picked up the small pieces with her chopsticks, and the other pot next to it was already steaming, and it was probably about to be ready.

Looking at the small pancakes she handed in front of her, Zhou Ji was a little tempted, but the problem was the chopsticks, which, to Zhou Ji, was a profound thing at present.

She probably also saw the problem, took one of the chopsticks, and brought it to Zhou Ji's mouth.

If you don't eat what you put on your mouth, you don't eat it for nothing.Opened his mouth and continued, after eating three or five, Zhou Ji was already very full.

She also stopped, and poured a bowl of warm water, Zhou Ji stretched out his hand to drink it, and drank it quickly, this single dough ball was easy to get tired of.

"Did I not eat when I came?"

she asked.

"Well, I woke up early in the morning." Zhou Ji nodded in response.

"Then, do you still want to eat?"

"No, no more."

She didn't reply, and reached out to open another pot. It turned out that the porridge was boiled in it.

She poured it into a bowl carefully, and cleaned everything in the pot.

Probably because Zhou Ji was too engrossed in watching it, she looked at the porridge in the bowl and said, "This, not much, I can't give it to you."

Zhou Ji quickly shook his head and said, "No, I'm already full, really."

I don't know if she believes it or not, there is no way, Zhou Ji, as long as he sees food, he will be subconsciously fascinated, but how can this be explained?

Fortunately, she didn't care about it either, and walked out of the kitchen with the bowl in hand.Zhou Ji walked into the back room together, opened the curtain to block the wind, the dark room was only dimly lit by the window.

Her mother was lying on the bed, the kang was very warm, but her mother was also a little bit bloody, Zhou Ji didn't know how to judge.

The whole process only took a minute or two, and before half of the porridge was drunk, her mother shook her head slightly.

Zhou Ji'an stood aside, quietly serving as the background.

"Mother, drink water"

Except for her voice, Zhou Ji couldn't hear any response at all.

Although she didn't hear a violent cough, when her mother saw Zhou Ji, she stopped slightly.

She said, "This is Aunt Zhou's child, Zhou Ji."

Only now did Zhou Ji and her A-Niang look at each other, but his heart skipped a beat. Her, A-Niang's eyes immediately dimmed, as if she was trying to hold on.

Seeing her tidying up the dishes, Zhou Ji's thoughts raced aside.

All along, she has lived an orderly life like this, but she was actually trained.

Then she should be very concerned about her mother.

Zhou Ji lowered his head, thinking wildly in his head, until the tip of his nose was gently pinched, and then he came back to his senses.

She said softly, "What's the matter? I called you several times and didn't speak."

Zhou Ji shook his head, not knowing what to say.

Just following her like this, watching her tidy up her things, it turned out that she was also preparing things for the New Year.

Then she prepared these all by herself.

I don't remember when, A Niang came in, Zhou Ji didn't stay for long, and then left.

When she went back, Zhou Ji didn't say a word, thinking about how busy she was in the kitchen, she felt uncomfortable.

After tugging, A Niang, who was holding hands, said "A Niang" in a low voice.

"Hmm, what's up?"

"Don't you want to part with sister Liang Nuo?"

Zhou Ji asked softly, "Liang Nuo's Aunt, will you get better?"

"I don't know, maybe, it will get better slowly, not necessarily."

"Aji, are you worried?"

"kindness"

"Be happy then, Auntie will give you some rice later, okay?"

Zhou Ji didn't reply, just nodded.

Time ticked by, but fortunately there was no bad news from Liang Nuo's mother, Zhou Ji felt a little relieved.

As the end of the year approached, there were not many farming tasks, but things were not necessarily less. The family sat around on the kang, the uncle dozed off, and the mother took a quilt and covered the uncle to avoid getting sick.

Look at A Niang, she kept fiddling with her hands, the strings of chains were probably dyed by something, the colors were bright.

Although Zhou Ji was not so dexterous, he had no choice but to hold the other end of the chain with one hand and watch A Niang's hand nimbly turning and changing various knots.

Hanging by the doors and windows adds a festive feeling to the house, which is a bit similar to the custom of pasting Spring Festival couplets during the New Year.

When the uncle woke up, someone outside the house was calling something.

Uncle, woke up suddenly, and said, "What's wrong?"

A Niang came in from the outside and said, "Today is probably a good day for the village butcher to kill pigs."

"Then I have to hurry, it's late, there are no bones left."

"okay."

Seeing the uncle go out quickly, he couldn't help shivering, Zhou Ji couldn't help laughing.

A Niang on the side also smiled with the corners of her mouth bent, lowered her head, and sewed the clothes.

This kind of feeling made Zhou Ji almost forget those faint unease.

The countdown to the end of the year, A Niang, is busy tidying up the house, and Zhou Ji rarely has time to sleep in.

Dazedly heard the paper on the window being scratched by something, the voice of an uncle speaking from the yard, Zhou Ji squinted his eyes, laying on the bed, but never thought that at this moment he heard the most Unexpected news.