There is always a smell of cooking smoke in the evening air.

Wang Qiang, who came to Xigou Beach to wash with cabbage, was attracted by the scenery in front of him.

At sunset, the sunset was dazzling, and not far away, a wild duck fluttered its wings and flew out of the withered reeds, and the long river seemed to merge with the vast sky in the gentle light.

An ancient poem suddenly popped up in his mind: Luoxia and lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky.

Perhaps, only in the quiet countryside can you see such a beautiful scenery, the scenery is intoxicating, and after coming back for so long, Wang Qiang has never been so relaxed and at ease as now.

The money is a little bit over.

Don't worry about life anymore.

Relatives and neighbors have changed their attitudes.

The mother also raised her eyebrows and exhaled.

Wang Qiang felt that what he got was not these things, but the peace and pleasure that he had not seen for a long time, the peace full of hope for life, and the joy of looking forward to the future.

Maybe it's not a substantial material thing, but he really feels that it's different, his life in this life is completely different from the previous life, and his life has changed dramatically from beginning to end.

Looking at the crumbling red sun, recalling that he would take his mother to Shanghai tomorrow, and his father would rush back after a while, Wang Qiang had a feeling that he was saying goodbye to his previous life.

I still remember that Haizi wrote a few sentences in "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms": From tomorrow, be a happy person, feed horses, chop wood, and travel the world; from tomorrow, care about food and vegetables, I have a house, facing the sea, and spring flowers are blooming.

Wang Qiang, who has been crawling in the society for a long time, feels that he doesn't have to care about the price of grain and vegetables from tomorrow, that is the real spring flowers facing the sea.

The ideological consciousness of the little people is not very high, even if he is reborn, he still does not have the luxury of standing on the top of the mountain like Ma Yun and Li Ka-shing to scold Fang Xuan like a lonely master, he just wants to make his future life better than his previous life.

Change has begun.

Wang Qiang did not forget his original intention, he didn't want to become fat in one go, he just wanted to say to himself: Come on, you can do better.

……

It's time for dinner.

On the table were roasted pork and gluten, braised bream, stir-fried cabbage and winter melon soup, and the meat, gluten and bream were bought by my mother at the vegetable market in the evening.

Wang Qiang knows very well that his mother is reluctant to buy vegetables at home, and only when she comes back by herself, it is difficult to break the bank, whether it is a previous life to go to high school or college, or this time she left home for half a month and came back from Shanghai, she just wants to let herself have a good meal.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten my mother's braised pork. He smiled and put a piece in his mouth, the braised pork made by his mother had a very strong fragrance, with a sugar fragrance, and a barbecue-like meat aroma, when he put it in his mouth, Wang Qiang only felt that his mouth was full of fragrance, and it seemed to melt without chewing, which was very delicious.

The taste of mom in memory.

The mother smiled gently, and sandwiched a big piece of fat meat for him, which was bubbling with oil, "Eat more." ”

Wang Qiang: "......"

He knows that his mother is a good intention, this era is relatively short of oil and water, and there are far more people who like to eat fatty meat than those who like to eat lean meat, because fatty meat has oil and water, in fact, Wang Qiang does not like to eat fatty meat, but does not like to eat fatty meat full of oil, if it is pork belly, lean and fat, it is the best choice.

The mother and son chatted while eating.

Halfway through the meal, my mother suddenly said, "You're going back to Shanghai tomorrow, right?"

"yes, yes. Wang Qiang took a sip of soup with a soup spoon and smacked his lips: "Are your luggage ready?"

After a pause in the action of eating, the mother hesitated and said: "That strong son, the rice is about to be harvested, I estimate that I will not be able to go to Shanghai in a short time." She then became more and more sure, "Well, it is estimated that it will take ten days and half a month." ”

Before Wang Qiang could react, he suggested: "Cheng, when the time comes, you spend money to ask someone to help you harvest the rice together, otherwise you have to help grandma harvest the rice together, I will go to Shanghai first, and you will go when you are done." ”

The mother wanted to speak again and again, but in the end she did not speak, and ate silently.

didn't pay much attention, Wang Qiang planned the future with a little interest and said: "When Dad comes back, I'll do something else with him, you two can relax, it's really okay to turn around, you can also find someone to play cards and rub mahjong." ”

The mother still didn't say a word, just nodded slightly.

After talking for a while, Wang Qiang finally noticed his mother's abnormality, and he was quite happy in the afternoon, why was there no sound anymore? He put down his chopsticks and asked, "Mom, do you have anything to say to me?"

At this time, my mother sighed and explained her inner thoughts, "I don't really want to go to Shanghai." ”

Hearing this, Wang Qiang was stunned, "What's wrong?"

There was annoyance in her expression, "Your grandfather has diabetes and is not in good health, and your grandmother has inconvenient legs and feet after a stroke, so she wants me to go to Shanghai, what should they do if something happens?"

After listening, Wang Qiang was also silent, these were indeed things he didn't expect.

Grandpa's diabetes complications have been very poor, and he can only sit on the recliner every day to bask in the sun, if it weren't for grandma to accompany him every day to fight a little fun, maybe grandpa couldn't survive two years before the complications broke out before he died;

Grandma's life is hard, she has never enjoyed any leisure in her life, but what makes her idle is a stroke, it seems to be a stroke last year, the memory is a little vague, Wang Qiang doesn't remember the exact time, roughly these two years, grandma has one hand and one foot is inconvenient, the aunt who is five years older than Wang Qiang has just gotten married and is pregnant, and her grandfather is working in a salt factory far away from home to make a living, and her uncle must not take care of her working outside, and her aunt can't take care of her four or five-year-old cousin, so her mother often goes to take care of her grandmother.

If she follows her to Shanghai, what will happen to the two old men?

This time it was Wang Qiang's turn to be troubled, to tell the truth, it was not that he couldn't think of the two old people, and if he couldn't think of it, he wouldn't have specially bought clothes in Shanghai and sent them back, but that his grandfather had passed away in his memory, and his grandmother was taken over by his aunt without worrying, many times, Wang Qiang's thinking inertia was still stuck before he came back.

Now that his mother explained, he naturally thought that he had not thought it through.

Oh, yes.

Mom went to Shanghai, what should I do with a few old people?

But Wang Qiang didn't want his mother to work in the fields all day long, and wanted her to enjoy Qingfu, and for a while, the contradiction was in his heart, and it seemed to be an unsolvable problem.

Unless the mother can enjoy Qingfu at home, then she can take care of the elderly, but at home, she will definitely have to work in the fields, how hard is it?

Wang Qiang felt that if he didn't solve the matter of a few fields, then no matter how much money he made, his mother would not stop busy with farm work.

Why don't you find her some easy work?

There is a condition for this easy life, so that the mother does not have to work hard, and at the same time, she has no time to take care of the work in the fields.

Wang Qiang couldn't think of it for the time being, so he had to say, "Well, eat first, and I'll go see Lu Wei later." ”

Seeing that Wang Qiang agreed, her mother breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, she didn't know when she started to listen to her son's words imperceptibly, and said with a smile: "Okay, Lu Wei, this young man is not easy, he has to earn tuition for his sister at a young age, alas, pitiful." As she spoke, she seemed to think of something, "By the way, there is no shortage of people in your game room, why don't you take him to help you work?" ”