One Hundred Days on an Uninhabited Island

Beside the bed, she carefully described the child's appearance, and after her forced smile glanced at the face that was as calm as a piece of wood carving, she sighed silently.

"You rest first, I'll get you something to eat."

Standing up and tucking in the quilt, Wen Minyu left the ward, only Wen Siqi was left lying in the ward with blank eyes.

"Why did you try your best to give birth to her...don't you hate her...why?"

After a long time, she asked herself in the empty ward, her indifferent tone seemed to be questioning herself.

After that, there was no more sound. On that dull face, there was a weird arc on the corners of the lips, like a smile?like crying?Or neither?

No one knew, and Wen Siqi herself didn't know, so she just looked at the empty ceiling and smiled strangely.

I don't know how much time passed, but a disgusting whisper came from the quiet ward.

"dirty!"

……

Day after day, the frail child was sent to the intensive care unit every three to five times. Every time at this time, Wen Minyu would come to persuade Wen Siqi to take a look.

Wen Siqi was indifferent from the beginning to the end, she was like a vegetative person with her eyes open, staring at the ceiling and doing nothing.Wen Minyu had no choice but to leave the ward with a sigh.

Fortunately, the child's life was very serious, and some people gave generously, so he survived the threat of death again and again.

Finally one day, the child had a fever, and the doctor gave them a critical illness notice.

Wen Minyu's face was pale with fright, and he ran back to Wen Siqi's ward in a panic.

"The child has a fever and is in serious condition."

"Siqi, go and have a look..."

Whispering came from the corridor in the quiet ward, a child was crying in a trance, and the hands hanging down on the quilt were scratching a few folds.

Wen Siqi remained silent.

Wen Minyu was unwilling to give up, "Siqi, I know that her existence makes you painful and I hate her, but since you regretted killing her and gave birth to her now, you should take responsibility after giving birth to her. You As I said, you hate irresponsible people, and you don't want to become that kind of person, do you?"

"Indeed, she is that person's child, but Siqi, she is also your child, and you are her mother..."

child... mother...

child... mother...

His presence only makes you dirtier!

Do not!

"I don't have a kid! I don't have a kid... I don't have a kid..."

The sudden excitement frightened Wen Minyu again, and she lost her sense of proportion and couldn't find any words of comfort for a while, so she could only follow Wen Siqi's resistance to calm down her excitement.

I don't know if the words had an effect, or something else, Wen Siqi quickly calmed down.

It was like turning back time, and the ward returned to the quietness when the door was just opened. Wen Minyu sighed, gave Wen Siqi a few words, and took the door back to Lin Yi to wait for the doctor's notice.

It's good news, the child was rescued again, and he didn't make any fuss in the next half month, so safe that he was allowed to take him out of the incubator.

At that time, Wen Siqi had already returned home, and she had never looked at her daughter from the beginning to the end.

A few days after the child was discharged from the hospital, Wen Minyu came over with the child in his arms.

Lin Yi had to go to an interview and couldn't take care of the child at home, and Wen Minyu had to go to work again, so he had to hand the child to Wen Siqi, an irresponsible mother who had never given a single glance to the child since it was born!

Wen Siqi wanted to refuse, but the child smiled at her just in time.

The grinning smile foolishly spit out bubbles of saliva, and the waving hands were always soft and sticky, reaching out to her uncertainly.

At that time, her heart suddenly jumped, and it hit her breastbone heavily and viciously. Wen Siqi agreed, and the child was left behind by a strange coincidence.

Wen Minyu left, and the child was placed beside her.

The child is a very cute little guy who loves to laugh. Under the light, he smiled and stretched out his hands and pedaled empty.

Wen Siqi watched quietly, looking at her lying unsteadily beside her, Gu Lu rolling her clean, pure eyes.

When I put my hands on the bed quilt, I sometimes grasped the folds, and sometimes they were stiff and loosened.

He moved slightly towards the child, and then quickly retracted in an instant as if frightened, his flashing eyes were full of hatred.

【love?Don't talk about being so tall, isn't it just that the hormones are secreted too much, and you just want to fuck and be fucked. You don't really think that there is love in this world, do you? 】

【Low! 】【□□! 】【Fuck you are as boring as fuck! 】

shut up!shut up!stop talking...

"Please...don't say any more..."

Why not?

He's right, isn't he, you are dirty, covered in mud, unsightly!

"I'm not……"

"I'm not……"

She covered her face and wept, not daring to cry aloud.

If so, the child also cried, the ear-piercing cry pierced his heavy head, and the hands held in front of his face grabbed his head...

The child cried violently, crying out of breath. At this moment, a hand gently patted her heart, accompanied by a very rhythmic pat, and the humming sound came from the half-covered hand. came from.

The child became quiet, probably because she cried too much just now, and her eyelids began to fight. Slowly, she fell asleep, and there was a faint rise and fall of her soft chest.

Wen Siqi quietly withdrew her hand, pulled a corner of the quilt to cover the child, and carefully tucked the quilt for her.

Everything about last night, she was suddenly stunned, looking at her hands in puzzlement.

what happened to you?

she asked herself.

Think you're not dirty enough?

Don't forget she has that man's blood on her and she's only going to make you dirtier.

Dirtier!

dirty!

The voice in his head was intense and paranoid, like a lunatic standing in front of him and barking.

Wen Siqi had a headache from the noise, she had no choice but to bend her legs, curl up her body, hug her head and bury herself, only a few trembling whispers came out from the gap.

"No...it's not like that...I didn't..."

This sound lasted for a while before it gradually quieted down, and the body that hugged her no longer trembled.

After a while, Wen Siqi let go of her hands, leaned her back against the headboard of the bed, and looked at her sleeping daughter absently.

"Kill her..."

kill her!Kill her, let her disappear from this world, and the stain will no longer exist.

"Kill her..."

The pupils reflecting the light dots were calm and calm like a pool of stagnant water.

Wen Siqi murmured...and took action.

She held her daughter's neck, which was so small that it seemed that it would be broken if she tried hard, in the palm of her hand, little by little... little by little...the fingertips of her five fingers were red and white.

The face that had just opened was quickly wrinkled together, blood flooded the palm-sized face, and the small mouth was slightly opened, unable to utter a sound.

Wen Siqi watched, like a cruel murderer, watching her struggle and swing her arms indifferently.

Gradually... gradually...

Snapped--

Just as the child's struggling limbs became sluggish and weak, crisp applause exploded.At this moment, her red and white fingertips were no longer white, and she was stunned and stunned.

The daughter cried, crying much weaker than before, as if she had lost her voice, only confiding in anger.

The daughter coughed and cried at the same time, she came back to her senses in a panic, was at a loss, stared blankly at the right hand that was still pinching her daughter's neck...

"What are you doing?"

Her lips quivered, she asked.

Wen Siqi didn't dare to answer herself...

The daughter was still crying, crying so hard that she couldn't catch her breath.

Crying like this is not good for the child's health.

Wen Siqi hesitated... He hesitated and stretched out her hand, clumsily hugging it in her arms, shaking it lightly and coaxing softly.

The daughter was coaxed. She blinked her eyes and looked curiously at the stiff, distorted, and weird smile in front of her, and smiled silly again. Her revived little arms and legs didn't stop, expressing her joy.

While waving, the fleshy, small hand mischievously grabbed the finger she stretched out.

She was stunned, staring blankly at her daughter's innocent and innocent smile, which was brilliantly illuminated by the light.

She laughed, and laughed along with her.

She cried too, and the tears splashed on her daughter's clothes.

The daughter fell asleep again, tired from crying and laughing, and yawned a little, and slowly, slowly squinted her eyes and fell asleep.

Like a little angel, lying quietly in her arms.

Wen Siqi watched, carefully put her daughter down, and pulled the quilt over her body, her eyes involuntarily fixed on the fingerprints on her daughter's neck that had not yet receded.

She opened her eyes wide, and her memory flashed back to the distant past, that sad and confused episode.

【stand up!You broom star still has the face to sleep! 】

【I let you kill your brother!I let you kill your brother! 】

[Snake and scorpion thing, what evil things did I do in my previous life, why did I give birth to such a snake and scorpion like you in this life! 】

【Why do not you go to hell……】

[Why didn't you die! 】

Her body trembled suddenly, Wen Siqi came back to her senses, and looked at her right hand in disgust.

"What have you... done?"

Asked again, Wen Siqi still did not answer herself, and did not continue speaking. She calmly watched her trembling right hand, as if she was waiting for it to answer.

After a long time, the suppressed dullness seemed to suddenly laugh and sneer in the twisted room, as if thinking of something funny, the sudden laughter couldn't help but laugh.

With her back against the headboard of the bed, she slowly turned her right hand, her eyes that seemed to be admiring were full of trembling indifference.

The pale lips touched lightly, and the words that seemed to have lost their strength and only maintained their energy were uttered from behind their lips.

"I keep saying that I won't be the second her, but look at what you did just now?"

"Isn't she the one who selfishly shirks her anxiety, fear, and mistakes...on her children?"

"It's really... hypocrisy..."

"So hate, loathe...why didn't you die...it's over..."

The words fell silent, and the eyes that fell on the right hand moved to the table in the corner.

On the table are two books, a cup, a feeding bottle, a mirror, a comb... and a pair of scissors.

The ticking second hand of the alarm clock on the bedside table perfectly blended with the beating rhythm of the heart.

Pound... answer - thump... answer -

Wen Siqi put down her hands, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, her blunt steps stopped step by step, and she moved forward numbly.

Dragging it to the table, his downcast eyes fixed on the blue-handled scissors on the table. They were newly bought scissors, and the blades were spotless.

After looking at it for a long time, Wen Siqi stretched out her hand to feel the coldness.

At the same time as the right hand was stretched out, the pajama pants were pulled back a little with the left hand, and the hem of the pajamas was lifted up, exposing the scar of a flesh-white centipede resting on the lower abdomen in the cold air.

The scissors opened their legs, and the tip of one foot touched the skin. The cold touch stimulated her body. Suddenly, she trembled, and a trickle of bright red slipped down the scissors' feet. As if she didn't know it, the hand holding the scissors fell down. The sharp blade breaks open the 'centipede'.

Like a splash of red paint splashed on the canvas depicting the sky, the blood color stained the sky blue pajama pants, which is so eye-catching when reflected in the mirror.

A bell rang.

The hanging right hand was caught, Wen Siqi looked at the left hand in the mirror and opened the fingers of the right hand, and pulled out the scissors lightly.

"You can die if you want to, please bear your responsibility as a mother first."

"Stop being selfish to me!"

She threw away the scissors, clutched her belly and turned back to the bed, picked up the noisy mobile phone, looked at the names on the screen and fell into memory.

Well, she smiled, and answered the phone with a smile on her face, "Student Yun Dan~"

Wen Siqi just sat there, smiling, and talking on the phone.

The call this time was not long, but within a few minutes she found an excuse to hang up the phone, and then dialed a number.

The call was quickly connected.

"Aunt Lin, can you come back first? I need emergency treatment."

With the help of neighbors, Wen Siqi was sent to the hospital, and her daughter, who was sleeping like a piglet, was also admitted to the hospital.

After Lin Yi received the call and rushed back, Wen Siqi told Lin Yi what she had done. When Lin Yi was frightened and was about to panic, Wen Siqi asked her to take the child for an examination in a very calm tone.

That calmness made Lin Yiyou have to doubt whether what Wen Siqi said was true or not.

But after Wen Siqi was admitted to the hospital, when she entered the ward with her child in her arms, Wen Siqi's fierce resistance did not seem to be fake, she was panicked, uneasy, and blamed herself, her arched body was tense like a vigilant hedgehog, and she couldn't see The thorn made Lin Yi, who was holding the child, dispel his doubts.

Since then, Wen Siqi has never touched her daughter again. Whenever Wen Minyu or Lin Yi approached with the child in their arms, she would always become vigilant and excited. Several times, they heard from Wen Siqi's whispering voice holding her head. Such a sentence:

"Take her away...take her away, auntie...please...I don't want to hurt her...please...don't bring her here...don't let me hurt her...don't..."

They understood that she was sick and sicker.

However, Wen Suiyun liked her mother very much, and when he saw her, he stretched out his arms for a hug.

Every time at this time, Wen Siqi would stay away from a distance, eager and fearful, and when Wen Suiyun approached, she would distance herself. Even the few days when Yun Dan came to visit her for the first time, she did not show any trace. The contact with Wen Suiyun was staggered from time to time.

The name Wen Suiyun was given on the day Yun Dan came here. Wen Siqi blurted out the word "Suiyun" as if she had shouted it countless times, and came up with the origin of the name easily.

[Follow the cloud and stay far away, I hope she can have a broad vision like a cloud in the future, and not be blinded by the momentary prosperity in front of her and restrain herself, so I gave her Suiyun...]

Lin Yi was standing in the shadow of the stairwell at that time, and he only had a weird face when he heard this.

Is it really as expected?Or do you have any sustenance?

Lin Yi didn't know, but Wen Siqi seemed to know, and she kept questioning herself because of this:

"How long are you going to escape?"

"How long will you be moaning without illness?"

"Stop being selfish, since you were born, no matter if you are sincere or using it, you should first take on your responsibilities as a mother!"

"..."

She kept questioning and blaming herself, but she couldn't pull herself together, and hid in the room in a daze, avoiding her daughter's approach.

pop-

The body sitting in front of the table trembled suddenly, Wen Siqi straightened up, holding her breath and listening to the voice outside the door.

"Ah... ah... well... ah..."

The door was tapped lightly, accompanied by the daughter's inarticulate call.

"Ah... ah, well... well"

With the passage of time, Wen Suiyun, who is over one and a half years old, can learn the first word other than 'Ya'. Mom's mother, it's just that she was born prematurely. She develops later than other children, and she speaks the same way. She is almost two years old. The articulation is still very vague.

Wen Siqi didn't respond to her.Her silence made the daughter outside the door anxious, and her loud crying supported the inarticulate "Mom."

"Not going out yet!"

She scolded under her breath.

The crying outside the door became weaker, and a choked sob could be vaguely heard.

In an instant, my heart felt like a knife was twisted.

Wen Siqi could no longer endure this suffering like before, and turned a deaf ear to the dazed and helpless calls from outside the door. She couldn't sit still, and suddenly got up and walked towards the door, grabbing the handle.

At the moment of holding it, there was only one movement of pressing down, but Wen Siqi stopped all movements, and the whole figure was poured with cold water, looking extremely embarrassed.

The hand on the doorknob trembled slightly.

"No, you are not worthy to touch her...don't touch her with your dirty hands! You are not qualified, not qualified to touch beauty...not qualified..."

She murmured, murmuring crazily.

The beating outside the door stopped, and the crying gradually faded away. Wen Siqi knew that it was Lin Yi who took the child away, but the crying in his ears was still so clear, so clear, so dazed, helpless, and sad...

"Deserved!"

Wen Siqi let go, and slid against the door panel weakly. She smiled, sarcastically.

After laughing for a while, she bent her legs and buried herself again, sobbing freely from the hidden gap.

Day after day, month after month, Wen Suiyun's enunciation became more and more clear, and she could speak more and more. She learned to say "Mom opened the door", "Mom has eaten", "Mom, don't you, etc..."

Wen Siqi still didn't respond to her, always full of anticipation, stumbling over, was heartbroken and hugged away.

"Have you had enough trouble?"

"Wen Siqi, let me ask you if you have had enough trouble!"

Standing in front of the mirror on the desk, looking at the face in the mirror that was embarrassed, cowardly, and more like a clown than a clown, she scolded fiercely.

"It was you who chose to bring her into this world, whether it be revenge or unbearable, no matter what your reason is, since you chose to give birth to her, please take the responsibility of being a mother, even if you hate it, don't shirk your responsibility, except You, no one else has this obligation to take any responsibility for your choice!

Please also stop consuming their love for you. When the love is exhausted, your existence will only bring them pain and suffering. "

"Don't hesitate any longer, okay? I understand your pain, and I understand the guilt in your heart, but neither of them is an excuse for you to avoid responsibility.

Whether you suppress the pain or have nowhere to vent it, please don't bring them to your child, those are not the faults she should bear. "

"...when your identity inevitably changes, even if you hate the responsibilities it brings and resist it, as long as you don't get rid of this identity in the first place, please accept it and bear it. "

"If you are a mother, you should take on the responsibility of being a mother."

Wen Siqi sat on the chair in front of the mirror with her back straight, her lips parted and she whispered in harmony, but she was calm and solemn.

The mirror standing on the table is like a projection of a parallel world. On the mirror, a face of pain and fear twists and changes, and gradually changes into a calm and calm voice consistent with the voice.

"Remember to smile more, no matter where the person who loves to laugh, she can see the light."

"Don't cry, it will make people laugh, and remember not to show such an expression in front of your relatives, they will feel sorry for you..."

"Don't be afraid, no matter what you look like, how much you want to talk about urgently, maybe I can't respond to you, please don't get lost or hurt yourself, please remember that I am always here, I am always here and with you around."

She reached out to the mirror, and lightly stroked the face in the mirror with a strange and funny smile.

"Go, it's almost time for Suiyun to come up, don't make her cry this time, ah. You are already... a mother."

She smiled, Shi Shi ran away from the table, held the doorknob, and pressed it gently.

click -

The door opened, bright light shone in, her eyes hurt a little from being pierced, she raised her hand to cover the light, and put her hand down after her eyes got used to it.

Out of the corner of his eye, a small figure grabbed the handrail and staggered up from the end of his field of vision, step by step.

"Mom~"

Seeing my mother, with a serious smile on her face, the sun was shining brightly, and the unfinished gums showed a silly smile, and the crisp joy was full of vitality.

Under the elation, her feet missed the rhythm, and she fell to the ground with a slap.

The moment she pounced forward, Wen Siqi subconsciously stepped back and hid behind the door, just like the joy she pounced on in the past.

Her disappearance made things worse, tears filled her eyes in an instant, and fell to the ground tick tock.

"Wow~~Mom...Mom...Where are you...Woooo...Don't, don't...Mom..."

The cry was shrill and tugging at the heartstrings, Wen Siqi slapped herself hard, just like that time without sparing any strength.

"go out!"

She gritted her teeth and glared.

She regained her courage and took a deep breath.

Wen Siqi rubbed her cheeks, and slowly stepped out of the room.

A figure appeared in the blurred vision, and she slowly squatted down and opened her arms.

"Stand up and so on, stand up when you fall, don't stand still, a brave child will not cry because of a little setback."

Such a voice came from her ear, Wen Suiyun couldn't understand it, but she could hear the voice clearly, whose voice it was.

She stopped crying, blinked, and the blurry figure became clear, and she saw her mother smiling at her and patting her palms lightly.

"Stand up and come to mother."

"Mother……"

Wen Suiyun pursed his lips and smiled happily again.

Her fragile limbs propped up her body, she pushed her buttocks up from the ground, and ran towards her mother's embrace with her feet.

Crooked and staggering, she stretched out her arms, and happily fell into her mother's embrace with tears and snot in her eyes.

"Mom, hug~"

"...Okay, hug! Mother hug..."

Wen Siqi knelt down on her knees, arched her body and hugged her daughter in her arms.

Feeling the softness in the bosom, feeling the tenderness brought by the softness, absorbing the soft and waxy milky fragrance, my heartstrings can't stop trembling.

"sorry Sorry……"

Sorry, I brought you into this world selfishly, but left you out of the world...

I'm sorry, I shouldn't blame the innocent you...

Sorry for avoiding responsibility all the time...

No... no more, I will never leave you behind, I will never shirk my mistakes self-righteously, I will be your mother, fulfill my responsibilities, undertake my responsibilities, and guide you Going to the right path in life, instead of making mistakes again and again like me.

From now on, please let me be a mother, my child...

hug.

Chapter 177: The Second Chapter Journey (End)

After a night of rain, the first light of the morning crossed the mountains and seas, and fell on the ancient town sleeping among the mountains.

The white walls and blue tiles flicker, along the path paved with low tiles and old stone slabs, and the weeds growing in the gaps dance in the wind, opening a new chapter in the town.

Looking down from top to bottom, the streets of the town extend in all directions, like a huge spider web embedded in the ground, with several main roads connected in all directions, alleys and alleys running from east to west, with sparse figures walking among them.

Stepping at a calm pace, walking on the path bathed in sunshine, the mood is as fresh and natural as this small town after the rain.

The door made of wooden boards was taken off one by one, and the proprietress of the homestay stood in front of her door refreshed and showed her plump waist.

"Morning boss, morning."

"The walk is over."

The proprietress had a loud voice, she said something casually, and most of the people on the street looked curious.

Wen Siqi Shi Shi stood up, with a gentle smile on her face, "After walking a few steps, I thought they should wake up, so I came back."

The proprietress looked up at the eaves, "You young people walk fast, unlike us old antiques, how old you can't take a step forward."

She seemed to have something in her words, Wen Siqi thought about it for a while, and looked at the B&B opposite.

Coincidentally, the opposite door was also opened.

Looking at the storefront with the door open, and the old lady Xu who came out from behind the door, the proprietress pulled down her lead-painted face.

At the same time, the proprietress at the opposite door also raised a pair of willow eyebrows.

"Pooh!"

"unlucky!"

The two proprietresses hated each other, and turned around and walked into the house with a flick of their sleeves. The same sleeves, the same steps, and the same homestay, it seemed that there was a huge glass standing in the middle of the road, copying their behavior.

Seeing this scene, the old man who set up a small stall by the road shook his head as usual.

Wen Siqi watched with great interest, but it was a pity that the two protagonists did not intend to continue the confrontation.

She stepped up and was about to enter the house, when the old man slanted up to the second floor, a window that Wen Siqi was facing opened, and a beauty without makeup stretched her muscles.

The beauty covered her mouth and fell into a deep sleep, eyes filled with tears looking out at the tranquility of the early morning.

Xu Shi had a heart-to-heart connection, and when she looked into the distance, she suddenly lowered her eyes, which happened to meet her raised eyes.

They looked at each other without saying a word.

Wen Siqi went into the homestay, and Jiang Xinran also went back to the bedside.

There was a man sitting on the bed, with his upper body swaying, his disheveled head bit by bit, just near the hairpin, a bunch of short hair like deep-rooted weeds by the side of the road, like a 'lantern' swinging on the head of a lantern fish, With the low point of the head flickering.

Jiang Xinran raised her hand and lightly exerted force on her head, her unyielding short hair was pressed down, and then curled up again.

Puzzled, her small eyes raised in confusion, her head crooked and her mouth pouted, "Mother Xinxin, good morning~"

The sleepy greeting melted a heart.

Jiang Xinran patted her on the head, "It's time to get up."

"Oh……"

Wen Suiyun nodded his head, turned over and supported the bed with both hands, pouted his buttocks.

This is Wen Suiyun's unique way of getting up, like a baby who hasn't grown up yet.

Jiang Xinran, who was accustomed to it, shook her head, and took the clothes on the chair beside her.

After putting on her clothes and washing up, Jiang Xinran led Wen Suiyun downstairs.

Wen Siqi was sitting at the counter chatting and laughing with the proprietress. Seeing them coming down, the two stopped talking. The proprietress raised her wide sleeves and greeted them in a loud and clear voice.

"I'm really awake, don't you want to rest any more? Look at your faces yesterday, oh~ I almost didn't scare you so much that I sent you out again."

Jiang Xinran replied, "Thanks to Sister Fu's care, I'm fine now."

"Sister Fu, good morning~" After greeting her, Wen Suiyun tiptoed over the counter, "Sister Fu, where can I find delicious food in town?"

This is a small town hidden in the mountains. There is only one road that runs through the mountain from east to west, and it is ten kilometers away from the nearest town.

The mountains are high and the roads are far away, making this small town out of the rhythm of society. These two homestays can be said to be the most connected to the outside world in the small town.

It is precisely because of the derailment from the mainstream rhythm of society that the life rhythm of the people living here is as serene, calm and friendly as this ancient town, which easily captures the love of foreigners for this place.

They arrived in this small town in a small convertible truck at noon yesterday. Due to the long distance and bumpy road, they were exhausted. They lived in the upstairs of this homestay all afternoon. Thanks to the care of the proprietress, they were able to He was not sent back to the county overnight.

Probably because they were the only three guests.

Of course, the help of the proprietress of the homestay opposite is indispensable.

"Oh my, my little girl's mouth is so sweet, I feel comfortable hearing that~" The proprietress was overwhelmed by Wen Suiyun's name, and she patted Wen Siqi's small face with a slightly rough hand.

"If you want to say which restaurant in the town has the best breakfast craftsmanship, you have to count the aftertaste breakfast restaurant in Dongtou. The craftsmanship of that restaurant is no worse than that of the chefs in your big cities." The store's praise, the proprietress is not stingy at all.

Wen Suiyun's heart was moved, and he couldn't wait to go over and have a good meal, but some people disagreed.

As the saying goes, radishes and vegetables have their own preferences, and there is never one thing that everyone likes, money is, people are, and food is also.

The rebuttal came from across the street the moment the proprietress' compliment fell.

"You guys, don't listen to her bragging. The craftsmanship of that restaurant can only be eaten. If you ask me, if you want to eat breakfast, you should go to the Aniang Steamed Bun Shop in the south. Their steamed buns are amazing."

People followed the sound, and the proprietress at the opposite door ignored her glaring eyes, and leaned against the door wall with a twist of her waist, the mist between her fingers was misty, and the smoke traces dizzy with the morning light were like green hills and mist powdering red lips. The cheeks are half covered and half exposed, which has a unique style.

"Fox spirit!"

Wen Siqi heard the whisper behind the counter.As soon as I turned around, I saw the proprietress rolled up her sleeves and put a bench on the bench to block the entrance. She was rude and taunted the proprietress at the opposite door.

The proprietress at the opposite door also accepted the tricks, and she did not forget to reply with ease, which made the entrance of the hotel very lively early in the morning.

Seeing that the old man who set up a stall next to the B&B had the familiar old look, Wen Siqi stopped Wen Suiyun who wanted to persuade them, then gave Jiang Xinran a look, and then told the two proprietresses where they were going during the intermission. Leave the homestay and head towards the east end of the town.

They decided to eat at both breakfast shops, eat half at this one today, half at that one, and the other half at the two tomorrow, anyway, they don't have a definite time to visit.

In the east where the sun came, a wisp of invisible smoke drifted in the wind.

The tip of his nose moved slightly, and his belly swelled immediately, Wen Suiyun led the left and right to speed up the pace.

At the end of the field of vision, a breakfast shop was in full swing, and the steamers stacked high in front of the door were steaming, and the hot air was filled with the delicious smell she smelled.

“It smells good~”

The proprietress said that the siu mai and wontons of this store are the best in the town, and if you come to the town, you can’t count yourself as a visit to the town if you don’t try the sign of this store.

Indeed, as the proprietress said, the siu mai and wontons in this store are very delicious, and the portions are full, which is definitely not comparable to the "skinny goblins" in the city.

After eating breakfast at the east end of the town, the three of them went to the steamed stuffed bun shop in the south hand in hand.

The town is not big, just three small villages combined into one town, not as big as a town in Nancheng. From Dongtou to Nanjiao, according to normal people's speed, it only took about ten minutes, but three people walked one more time. times.

Wen Siqi's feet can't walk fast anymore. Once she walks fast, her lameness becomes obvious. Besides, it puts pressure on her ankle again. The doctor repeatedly warned her not to walk fast unless necessary, especially to run.

In the past four years, Jiang Xinran has let her speed go from a brisk youth to an old age bathing in the sunset. The slowness is very pleasant.

Not to mention Wen Suiyun, since she was very sensitive, when there were few big strides around her mother, sometimes she would run fast and come back with a whimper.

Their thoughts cannot be hidden from Wen Siqi, who spends time together day and night. Although she wants to speed up her pace, she knows that this will only make them worry. Reason overwhelms the sadness of being crippled. After recovering from her injury, she accepts this cruel fact frankly. Also accept the love that Jiang Xinran and Wen Suiyun have changed for themselves.

When I arrived at Aniang Baozi shop in the south corner, more than half of the food in my stomach had been used up, and my half-flat stomach was very fond of the new food.

The proprietress at the opposite door has no praises. The soup dumplings in this store are very delicious, the juice is rich, and the meat is tender and chewy. It is delicious.

After breakfast, they didn't go back to the homestay, they walked through the streets and alleys as if looking for something.

And indeed looking for it.

The reason why they came to this town was that when they came to the local city to travel and exchange studies, the exchange teacher told Jiang Xinran that an old artist who was proficient in local folk music lived in this town, so they came here.

All the way to inquire and search all the way, time is like a short life, from the early sun to the sunset, the rays of the sun coat the quiet town with an intangible halo.

"Go back, have a good rest tonight, and take a serious look at this town again tomorrow." Jiang Xinran gave up, rubbed Wen Suiyun's drooping head lightly, and said with a smile on her face.

She gave up, helplessly.

Wen Siqi pursed her lips, thought for a while and said: "It's too early to go back at this time, why don't you take a stroll and see what the town looks like at night."

Wen Suiyun came alive, Jiang Xinran agreed, and the three of them continued walking around the town hand in hand.

Surrounded by mountains, the town is far away from the county seat, making life a bit inconvenient for the city. It is precisely this distance that allows the town to retain many traces of historical depictions. Every year, many foreign tourists travel here to visit.

But now is not the tourist season, there are not many tourists in the town on this day, and the two homestays give people the illusion that they can't get out of it, so that there are very few pedestrians in the town at dusk, only the people floating from the chimneys The food is delicious.

Walking through a street, through an alley, and then across a small river where mountain springs converge, they came to the busiest street in the town and the largest commercial street.

They were late, and many vendors had closed their stalls.

Wen Siqi took a fancy to a stall selling cucurbit silk, she picked out a handful of cucurbit silk, and when the old man was looking for change in his satchel, she asked the old artist that Jiang Xinran was looking for without a trace.

Coincidentally, the old man knew that person, and she couldn't stop talking about him. She told Wen Siqi where the old artist lived in the town.

Not in the town, but in the mountains outside the town, living in a bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest is not far from the town, just a few steps away.

"Thank you grandma~"

After thanking her, Wen Siqi stood up on her knees, turned around and smiled, "I found it."

Jiang Xinran embraced her hands. At this moment, she finally understood Wen Siqi's intention to go shopping for a while, she smiled, and held Wen Suiyun's hand, "