Pingdou pear

When Dou Jiao and Jiang Meng came downstairs, the old lady was listening to the radio, squinting her eyes and wrinkling her old face full of vicissitudes of time.The old lady made three dishes and one soup. Seeing that Dou Jiaojiang came down suddenly, she went to heat it up and served the two children for lunch...

Then, while the two of them were eating, they took a large pot of mung bean soup that had just been cooked, which had been chilled and filled the entire large pot.Put it in Dou Jiao's backpack.

: "This autumn, the anger is the heaviest,"

The old lady went back and scooped up two large bowls and placed them next to Jiang Meng and Dou Jiao, and continued: "

: "This person's resistance is surprisingly poor, so remember to drink."

The old lady asked over and over again, with concern in her eyes.

: "Remember Auntie."

Dou Jiao obediently agreed, and the corners of his mouth did not curve so much, he gave Jiang Meng a joking look but said seriously: "Ah,...Jiang Meng doesn't get enough to drink every time, so he comes to snatch it from me."

: "Auntie, let's go, you have a good rest at home, and wait for someone to clean it tomorrow.

Dou Jiao jumped up and down, tugging at Jiang Meng's cuffs, like an old lady said...

Jiang Meng was amused by Dou Jiao's appearance of jumping beans, and he didn't forget to say to the old lady: "Auntie, remember to keep the medicine by the bedside, and the cell phone too, just call us if you need anything."

The two of them exhorted each other, and the old lady smiled and agreed one by one.

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Dou Jiao smiled obsequiously: "Ah Meng, let's bring a box of milk beans when we come back?"

"No," Jiang Meng happily dismissed.

: "Is it good? It's not good. I haven't eaten for a long time." Dou Jiao pulled Jiang Meng's sleeve and swung it 360 degrees.

"One bag." Jiang Meng gave in a bit,

: "No, not enough."

: "A bag."

The two of you come and go, with the momentum of negotiating prices between street vegetable vendors and old women.

: "Okay, okay. Ah Meng is not enough to eat, not enough, oops..."

Dou Jiao threw himself on Jiang Meng as long as he could take a bite, but ended up stepping on the ground and wanting to eat shit like a dog.Afraid of taking Jiang Meng down, he let go of the hand that was holding his sleeve.Waving forward and rushing forward...

On Jiang Meng's side, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he pulled the onion from the dry ground, and then he was picked up by the child who was close to the ground.

: "Look at the road."

: "What's the matter, did you fall down, huh?"

: "Speak, you cry the most, two bags, no more."

Jiang Meng slipped to the bottom line with a determined face, and said helplessly...

Hearing this, Dou Jiao's deflated mouth became giggling again, "Ah Meng is the best."

The two of you chased me along the way, and you chased me. Dou Jiao was not idle all the way. He saw something shining in the sun under the tree in his garden. Fished back by Jiang Meng's arm, "Can't you be more honest?" Jiang Meng smiled, the child was too innocent, and didn't want him to leave for a while, so the Dou Jiao that was fished back smashed into Jiang Meng's arms In the middle of the night, I felt satisfied and arched... giggling again.

The sun is already heading westward, not as dazzling as it is when it rises at noon, the temperature is just right, and the receding light is coated with a layer of honey.The vast world is stained with a little dark color, and it is not late autumn, the wind is just right, and the heavy feeling of loneliness will take a long time to come.

The old woman on the first floor of Dou's house looked out through the big bright window, just quietly looked at the two people outside who were no one else around, and walked away little by little...

His brows were furrowed, and the wrinkles on his face became more serious, and the little bit of smile he had just lost was gone.

The leftovers on the dining table have long since lost a trace of warmth.The dirty garbage can't be kept, and the old lady who always loves cleanliness adds an abnormal atmosphere, allowing two pairs of bowls and chopsticks to occupy one side, waiting alone for someone to take it away and wash it.

I haven't seen Jiang Meng Dou Jiao's back for quite a while, the old lady thought about it, and turned back to head upstairs.She walked very slowly, as if she was escaping from something and had to go.For a moment, the whole small building could only hear the sound of footsteps, tapping...

Pushing open the door, looking around this small room... I didn't encounter anything when I walked in, my eyes were sharp and careful but I didn't want to let go of an inch, my steps were slow and light, for fear of making a sound and detonating the restlessness in my heart.Slowly following the turning of the old lady's eyes, the expression gradually warmed up, and I couldn't help laughing at myself when I was old, and my brain was useless?She backed out and was about to close the door, but a pair of black and white impermanence came out of the corner of her eyes.

The old lady's body froze suddenly, and suddenly a heavy gloom covered her entire face, and her wrinkles trembled slightly...

After a moment of silence, close the door.The pace of going downstairs was slower than that of going up, and there seemed to be a little more heaviness in the steps.

The attic on the top floor was quiet, the window that Jiang Meng opened was still open, the wind blew up the white screen and the potted plants in the corner... lightly...

It seems to float to the two pairs of underwear hanging side by side by the door.

The large one is black and the small one is white, they all look very much like their owners, they are still hanging there dripping wet...