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Zhang Zijing's ginger-yellow sweater had already been knitted, and Changming Haigong retired, practicing the skillful kung fu of threading a needle through the thread.

"I will knit him again next year. Next year is his year of birth. I will knit him a bright red one." Chang Minghai sat outside with Shi Shi.

Mao Xiaoluo took a sip of the hot water in the paper cup and looked at Zhang Zijing: "Your new sweater is so pretty."

"Thank you." Zhang Zijing smiled, and didn't discuss any more matters with him, just asked: "How is this week?"

"Very good, the winter vacation starts today, and the rest of the month will be easy." Mao Xiaoluo warmed the cup with both hands and put it down, "Brother Kai and Tiantian are also very good, but Tiantian is a bit grueling when it comes to the rebellious period. Always wanting to go to an amusement park or something, it's a bit of a headache."

His tone was relaxed, and he looked at Zhang Zijing calmly and trustingly: "Arnold has a part in Arnold's memory, and Tiantian has a part in his memory. They are pieced together, and they are probably complete. But I haven't asked my mother yet, she is too bitter. I don't want her to have to remember it again, and I don't want to provoke her any more."

Zhang Zijing nodded, instead of commenting on his decision, he asked, "What about you? How do you feel about that incident? Does it hurt you to remember that incident?"

"It's like listening to other people's stories. It hurts, but it's not as painful as they were at that time..."

Tian Tian: "That night, my mother went to work the night shift as usual, and my father...Xiao Luo's stepfather went to play cards and was not there...I watched TV alone at home, and went to bed after watching it for a while. In the middle of the night, someone Woke up..."

"...It's Xiao Luo's stepfather. He always does this when he comes back after playing cards and drinking. I resisted a few times, but I couldn't beat him, so I had to let him go. I just didn't expect my mother to leave work early... I heard a snap There was a sound, and I felt glass shards splashing on my face..."

Mao Xiaoluo: "At that time, I only felt a burst of warmth on my face, which was blood. My stepfather lay on top of me and fell down. My mother stood not far away, holding a broken wine bottle, watching in panic. Me, I licked something that dripped onto my face, it was blood..."

"Mom first called an ambulance and then called the police. She was crying all the time. I pushed my stepfather away and found that my lower body was also bleeding... Later, I was sent to the hospital. When I woke up, I didn’t remember anything, because after my mother came home, A Nuo was there. My stepfather died on the spot due to a ruptured aorta, and he lost too much blood. After my mother was arrested, she didn’t say the reason for the murder...”

"For so many years, I always thought that the ambulance was called for my stepfather, but I realized it last month. She was called for me..." Mao Xiaoluo said at the end, his eyes were a little moved.

The atmosphere of the Spring Festival in the city can only be felt in shopping malls.The wind was very bitter, and it slipped in through the gap in the neckline of Mao Xiaoluo's coat. It was so cold that he jumped up and down twice, hugged Time's arm, and snuggled up to him.

"Stop hugging me, I'm cold, and it's even colder if you hug me."

Mao Xiaoluo didn't answer, took his hand and ran all the way into the shopping mall, turned to him with a smile and said, "It's not cold anymore." The two still held hands.

"I'll buy you a hat in a while, and a few catties of wool. I think Chang Minghai is good at knitting that sweater for senior brother. I'll knit one for you later." Shi Shi stroked the wind-blown hair on his head, "You What color do you like?"

"Knitting that would take a lot of eyes. Let's forget it and buy ready-made ones." Mao Xiaoluo raised his hand to touch his eyelids, tilted his head to look left and right, "What beautiful eyes."

Time came to his ear: "Don't seduce me on the street."

Mao Xiaoluo's ears turned red, she raised her eyelids and looked at him sideways from the corners of her eyes, she didn't speak, just rubbed against him and was next to him again.

"Chang Minghai said that hand-knitted is warmer, stitches are denser, and thicker than machine-knitted sweaters. Now the sweaters bought in the mall are not so solid." Shi Shi put his arms around his shoulders, "I will go buy New Year's gifts for my mother in a while, and then go Ask where wool is sold."

"The detention center said that my mother is doing well, and she may be released from prison early." Mao Xiaoluo looked up at him, with both joy and worry in his eyes, "How will we live then?"

"Go and ask about the specific situation tomorrow. Do you want to live with her?" Shi Shi patted him on the back reassuringly, "You can also move to a bigger house to live together."

"I'm afraid it's inconvenient for you to live together. At that time, the curtains will be drawn during the day at home, so there's no way to explain it." He squeezed Shi Shi's hand, "Otherwise, rent two rooms next to each other in one building? Usually there are Take care of each other without disturbing each other."

"Think again and see if there is a more comprehensive solution. You don't have to worry about the house."

When he returned home, Mao Xiaoluo carried two bags in his hand, a bag of wool and a beautifully wrapped gift box. Inside the gift box was a dark red sweater. He had to unpack the box when he got home, so he could pass it tomorrow. sent to the detention center.

Mao Xiaoluo leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, eating an apple, and said to the time: "In the future, when my mother comes out, I think I should find some easy things for her to do, not for money, but to do something so that she can quickly integrate into society." .”

"Well, I have been out of touch with the society for a long time, and I will not know what to do after I get out of prison, and I think she..." Shi Shi looked back at Mao Xiaoluo, "I think she is also very afraid of burdening you."

Mao Xiaoluo sighed and nodded.

"There is a small commercial street behind your school, and there are some stationery stores in it, otherwise... we will open a small store for my mother there?" Time stopped here, thinking for a while, "But we still wait for her to come out Let's talk about it, ask her opinion, if she is willing to stay at home, she can stay at home, after all, she has worked hard for half her life..."

Mao Xiaoluo nodded, and went up to tease Time: "I haven't taught you to change your mouth yet, 'Mom' is so neat."

"My wife is too thin-skinned to mention it. Of course, such a trivial thing as changing her mouth depends on self-consciousness." Shi Shi bowed his head and kissed him, "Okay, we can eat now."