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Qiye Huahuo was taken to the Zenyuan home by her mother when she was 12 years old.

She originally lived with her father, stepmother and younger brother, but the man addicted to tobacco and alcohol rolled down the stairs on a starry night during the sacrifice, lay there all night, and no one found him, so he passed away.

The stepmother cried with her at the funeral, saying that it was difficult for one person to take care of the child, implying that Qiye would be sent to another place.

So Nana, who was nine years old, dragged a huge suitcase, took the Shinkansen, and was sent to her grandmother's house.

My grandmother's house is in the countryside, with a large field and a small pond in the back house.That summer night, Qiye was in a strange room, listening to the frogs all night.

The moonlight came in through the crack of the papered door, and Qiye who was lying down looked up, and the blurred shadow on the moon made her imagine.She remembered the many stories she had read.

It would be great if one day I could go to the moon like Kaguya Hime, Nanaya thought, so many people came to welcome me, I will go with them.

But life at her grandmother's house made Qiye change her mind.

She has always lived in a bungalow with an exquisite artificial garden, and all access is by car. She has never run on the ridge in slippers, nor slid down the hillside on a wooden sled, nor yelled.

Those were the happiest three years she had ever spent. Grandma was good at cooking, and everything she made was swallowed by Qiye.The face of the silver-haired old woman was tattooed with the vicissitudes of life, but her eyes still had the light of a child.

Qiye felt that she didn't need to go to the moon anymore, as long as she stayed with her grandmother, she didn't need to go anywhere.

It was raining heavily on the day of the funeral, and it was still summer. The neighbors helped to arrange it. The grandmother left suddenly. They discussed for several days what to do with Qiye. Such a small child must not live in this house alone.

At this moment the mother appeared.

At first, Qiye didn't know who the woman who came was.

She came very late, almost late at night, wearing a luxurious black kimono, and like everyone else, went to the altar to burn incense, and then she looked at Qiye who was kneeling by the side, with a calm expression, as if seeing a stranger people.

This person is very good-looking, this is Qiye's first thought, she has similar eyes to her grandmother, but there is no light in her eyes.

"I am your mother, come with me." The woman said, "Anyway, you have nowhere to go."

"No." Qiye said decisively: "I want to stay here, stay with grandma!"

The woman lit a cigarette, stared at Qiye condescendingly with beautiful and lifeless eyes, and said lightly: "She is dead."

That was Qiye's first encounter with death, the pain of death, and the happiness he once had.

She couldn't stop crying, the woman seemed a little at a loss, and finally just handed her a handkerchief.

The black car drove across the field ridge on a starry and moonlit night, and Qiye fell asleep crying. When she woke up, the dusk illuminated by artificial lights appeared before her eyes, accompanied by a hoarse cry. Then she realized that it was The crowing of crows.

Chanyuan is the surname of the mother and husband.This is a huge family with entangled relationships and people are divided into different classes. When you see someone, you have to give way, you have to bow your head when you meet someone, and you can't speak first in front of someone...

These so-called things that had to be remembered filled Qiye's mind at first, but later she got lazy and avoided everyone when she saw her, and found that most people didn't even look at her, so these things changed It doesn't matter anymore.

Qiye still lives happily. She knows that her mother has another home, but she doesn't seem to be happy.She rarely showed up, and when she came occasionally, she didn't stay there, and only talked a few words with Qiye in the yard.She would give Qiye money, a lot of money, full of suitcases.

Qiye used the money to buy ingredients and daily necessities, and put the rest under the bed.She prepares three hearty meals every day, and learns how her grandmother makes pickles and buries them in the ground just like in the countryside.In the fall, she bought camping equipment, piled fallen leaves in the yard, and roasted sweet potatoes to eat.

The smoke rose into the sky at dusk, and even the crows were not so unpleasant.Qiye fiddled with the sweet potatoes in the stove, picked one up and put it on the plate, but found that she didn't have gloves.

When I turned around and ran into the house and came out again, I saw a figure standing by the stove, holding a plate of sweet potatoes, and seemed to be observing the sweet potatoes.

Qiye was startled, but the other party noticed her faster, and ran away like a huge cat.

The man stepped on the wall and turned over, and disappeared immediately.

"——Stop!" Qiye was half a beat too late, picked up the pliers and walked around the yard for half a circle before rushing out the door.

Of course, half of the figure was not seen.

"Thief, don't let me see you again!" She yelled, waving the pliers, and angrily turned back to the yard, cursing secretly: "I just baked it, I'll burn you to death!"

But the memory quickly became blurred, and the next morning, Qiye began to wonder if it was a big cat.

Although after she came to the Zenyuan home, she knew that there were curses, conjurers, and curse spirits in this world, but she had never seen someone go up the wall in an instant, which was exactly the same as flying up.

People are very good at self-hypnosis, and Qiye quickly attributed the crime of stealing sweet potatoes to a starving stray cat.She even went to buy cat food and put it in every corner, trying to take another look at that incredible cat to confirm her guess—until the man reappeared three days later.

This time, the other party still climbed over the wall and brought a plate of sweet potatoes as a visiting gift, and said unceremoniously: "I still want to eat."

The black-haired one is a little younger than Nanaya, in his early ten years old, wearing a thin kimono in the autumn night, his body is slender but not thin, his eyes are slightly slender, black like a deep pool.

These eyes are similar to those of Qiye's mother, they are not bright.Could it be some kind of hell here, but if so, why didn't she fall into it?But grandma said that "people should help each other and not hurt each other", so Qiye forgave the boy with pride and politely invited him into the house.

"There is no roasted sweet potato today." Qiye opened the refrigerator, unaware of the smile on his face: "Since there are two people, let's make sukiyaki!"

The pot was gurgling, the girl seemed inexplicably excited, the boy sat quietly aside, saw the girl cracking an egg in the bowl, and put the bowl in front of him.

He looked up, saw her bend her eyes, and said with a smile, "It's delicious."

The heat radiating from the pot, the girl's bright smile, and the food that warmed her whole body... These are the first memories of Shier in the Zen Garden of "the place where you can go back".

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The author has something to say:

Overhead sweet IF line, is it traditional to get married and have children?

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In addition, there is a short story about Qihai, about family affection, which may have no CP (not sure yet), maybe it will be linked with this article, and the manuscript is being saved~