Chapter 251: Going Home
However, Chang Qiming said that when he really arrived at Xia He's door, he found a shady place and took pictures everywhere with his camera.
For someone like him, who has always lived in a high-end residential area, this kind of alley full of smoke and fire is attractive, and the house is not the most spacious and bright.
The children run after a little yellow dog, share a box of ice cream, and collide with cheap toys to fight a big ......
Xia He's eyes were extremely firm when she turned away from Chang Qiming, she would not let her grief repeat, and when she slowly walked towards the closed door, her heart was also very calm.
Inexplicable life, inexplicable death, inexplicable opportunity......
The door that she had complained about was ajar, today is a working day, and the husband and wife should be at home.
There was also a bamboo chair at the door, which she had moved out before, and her aunt hadn't touched it for so long.
The door was pushed open with a "creak", and the uncle raised his head from the wood carving, Mu Mu's expression suddenly lit up, and his brows immediately relaxed.
"Her aunt, Natsu is back!" he shouted in the direction of the kitchen.
There was a noise in the kitchen, and then the woman stood in front of Xia He with a straw hat and sweaty face, and she was holding two melons in her hand.
Xia He guessed that she should be dealing with weeds in the backyard, and the melon seeds that Xia He planted casually a long time ago had already borne fruit.
Time is not far away, but there seems to be half a century between them, Xia He opened his mouth and called them softly, the husband and wife nodded repeatedly, and the aunt suddenly found that she was still wearing rubber shoes, and the clothes on her body were still sticking to some mud, she glanced at herself helplessly, then took off the straw hat, turned around and went back to the kitchen.
"Tired, aren't you?" the uncle put down the carving knife in his hand and turned around to pour a glass of water for Xia He.
"No, it's just a little hot. Xia He took the familiar teacup and sat down in that familiar position.
The uncle sat across from her, rubbing his hands on his legs with some uneasiness, looking at the people who had not changed much, but looking at people who were not so familiar, and did not know how to open the topic.
"Here, try this melon. The aunt came out of the kitchen, put some fruit on a small plate, and put it in front of Xia He with a smile.
"It's the first time I've grown this kind of thing, I don't know how to take care of it, I don't know how it tastes. The aunt hurriedly turned on the fan and then the TV again.
Xia He took two bites of the melon that was cut into small petals, crisp and sweet, and the natural smell came to his face, which was still very different from what he usually bought in the market.
"How's it going, I heard you've got a job. The aunt cautiously asked the first question.
After Xia He leisurely ate the fruit, he wiped the juice on his fingers with a paper towel.
"It's so-so, the work is only temporary. Xia He didn't know what thoughts they had after hearing that they were working, but they had already taken a big step forward.
The aunt couldn't see any expression on Xia He's face, and was silent for a while before she slowly spoke: "That's it, that'...... Why don't you contact home, we're all worried about you. ”
Xia He suddenly raised her head, she wanted to find something different from her aunt's eyes, but she didn't find anything after all.
Worried, because of what, she doesn't have to explain her situation to anyone, and over the years, she has also become accustomed to the feeling of being neglected, anyway, as long as she lives, it is not a problem.