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The meatballs are fried until golden brown and fragrant.

Taiwei couldn't help but smile. These two dishes are indeed what she liked when she was a child.

Yi Cui said on the side: "It's a pity that the craftsmanship of the slave maid is not as good as the cook in the house, and I hope the girl will not dislike it." ”

Taiwei was very happy, where would she dislike it, and immediately turned her head to look at Yi Cui with a smile and said: "Sister Yi Cui has such a skill, even if she goes to open a restaurant and become a chef by herself." ”

She was polite and respected Yi Cui's sister.

Yi Cui raised her hand to cover her mouth when she heard this, and also laughed, and even said, "The girl has a sweet mouth", and gently retreated to see Jiang. Jiang was still standing under the porch, but the tears on his face had dried.

Her emotions, like her life, have not been up and down for a long time. It's rare to see tears streaming down your face like today. Jiang raised his hand and wiped his face, and exhaled a long breath of turbidity.

"Yi Cui, go get me a basin of water. ”

In this case, it is better not to wear makeup.

It's better to have a plain face than a big face.

Jiang had a plan in his heart, so he no longer dwelled on his appearance would make Taiwei worried. She's just gone.

After a while, Jiang cleaned his face and changed his homely clothes again.

In the room, Taiwei was already eating comfortably.

She didn't wait still.

This was originally a look of having no rules and disrespecting elders, but in Jiang's eyes, he couldn't hide his joy. If it's unfamiliar, if it's uncomfortable, Taiwei won't do it.

Jiang Shi bent his eyebrows slightly, and his complexion seemed to look much better.

She sat down in the chair across from Taiwei.

Tai Wei picked up the rice and shouted vaguely: "Mother's rice." ”

It looks like she was when she was a child.

Jiang Shi was very pleased, and his voice began to tremble: "Okay, good, mother eats." ”

The mother and daughter each carried a pair of chopsticks, each eating the food in front of them, not talking or looking at each other, but the atmosphere was better than when they met before.

Jiang was visibly relaxed.

Taiwei finished eating a bowl of rice, raised her head, held the bowl and called "Sister Yicui", asking Yicui to add another bowl of rice to her. Yi Cui smiled and narrowed her eyes when she saw this, and hurriedly went to serve it and handed it over.

But after a meal, Ziwei Yuan was revitalized.

Jiang's body also has two more points of vitality.

Her thin wrist also seems to be strong, and the hand holding the dishes and chopsticks trembles from light to steady, but only a few breaths.

Taiwei saw all their changes in her eyes.

She knew that her mother hadn't seen her for many years, and if she met again, it would definitely not be exactly the same as when she was a child. She has grown into a girl now, and she is very different from the little girl who can only be coquettish. When her mother saw her, she was happy, but she also felt strange.

The blood is connected, and it can't compete with time.

They've all changed a lot.

Taiwei took the vegetables seriously to eat.

After the meal, Yi Cui brought tea, and she left the table and entered the east room. Jiang's weekdays are in this room by chanting sutras and reciting Buddha, doing needlework and reading books.

The furnishings in the house are no different from the outside, the same simplicity, without patterns.

Taiwei walked to the window and pushed the half-open window outward, opening it wider.

The early summer sun has taken on a cold temperature, and it falls like broken gold, with a kind of dizzying dazzle. The sash of the window is wide open, and the sunlight pours in like water.

Taiwei stood inside, stretching out a hand to soak up the sun.

Warm, with a slight tingleness.

This numbness has spread into the depths of my heart.

She knew that her mother was standing in the doorway looking at her.

Turning around, he waved to his mother with a smile, and said in a cheerful voice: "Mother, come on, let's talk together in the sun." ”

My mother was young and had not suffered from any fatal illness.

She will die because of a heart disease.

Even if she recites scriptures and eats vegetarian food, even if she pretends to be fine, she still remembers the past in her heart. Those past events tormented her, making her unable to sleep peacefully and unable to be truly happy.

She is depressed day after day, where can she really be healthy and safe.

Taiwei raised his hand and shook it vigorously: "Mother sit here!"

Jiang Shi leaned against the door frame, first looked at her in a daze for a long time, then turned his face away and quietly wiped the corners of his eyes, and walked in with a smile.

Seeing her approaching, Taiwei reached out and pulled her arm, trying to pull her to her side.

But who knew that Jiang's eyes changed, his face was panicked, and he avoided her hand.

Mother and daughter were stunned.

Tai lowered her hand slightly, pretending that nothing had happened, still grinning and letting her sit down on the side. It's just that this time, after Jiang Shi sat down, Taiwei quietly moved his body to the side.

There can be no rush, absolutely no rush.

Thinking like this, Taiwei turned his head slightly, and suddenly saw a small basket in the corner.

There were rags in it.

But what caught her eye was the exposed corner of the vamp.

The colors and patterns don't look like the shoes her mother made for herself. In Taiwei's eyes, he couldn't help but reveal a trace of amazement.

She quietly retracted her gaze, and said to Jiang with a smile: "What does my mother do on weekdays?"

Jiang Shi saw that she was going to gossip, so he replied according to her words: "It's not needlework, it's scripture copying, and there's nothing else to do." ”

Tai smiled and said, "Then next time, I will come to copy the scriptures with you." ”

Jiang Shi was stunned: "Next time?"

She didn't think Taiwei would come back again.

Taiwei still smiled slightly, and her tone was very relaxed: "Yes, next time." Without waiting for Jiang to react, she continued, "I'm also idle left and right, so it's good to accompany you." ”

Jiang's brow slowly furrowed.

Taiwei smiled like a flower in the sun and said, "Mother, I'm going to be in time soon." ”

Once she is married, she will go out of the cabinet to marry and go to Luoyi.

Since then, the opportunity for them to meet has been almost gone.

Jiang Shi heard the meaning of her words, and the objection was struck in his throat. When she didn't see Taiwei, she could say "no" to Yicui over and over again, but now that she saw someone, the same sentence could no longer be said in the same tone.

Jiang looked at his daughter, only to feel that time passed so quickly.

Taiwei said: "Sister Yicui's craftsmanship has eaten me with one meal, and I will have to come back and forth every five days to eat in the future." She wanted to come every day, but her mother was afraid that she might not be able to accept it for a while.

Taiwei looked at Jiang's eyes and said softly, "Mother, okay?"

Her voice was soft, soft and timid, like a little pitiful.

Jiang Shi just looked at it like this, and he felt that his heart was about to melt.

Her heart, her precious daughter.

She finally said, "Okay, you come back, and I'll let Yicui cook your favorite dishes for you." ”