This life is very short, and unconsciously, some people leave quietly without giving you a chance to stay.

Song Qianqian and his party stood in the cemetery for a long time, and they did not slowly leave the cemetery until the sun on the horizon withdrew its last ray.

Time always flies, day after day, year after year. People often say that time is the best healing medicine, but this can only be used on others, and the pain in one's own body, no matter how long time passes, it will jump out at the most inadvertent time and corrode one's heart.

Five years later

"Lu Sihao, hurry up, if you don't come out, you will be late for class. ”

Early in the morning, Song Qianqian was holding a piece of bread in her mouth, and her hair that had not had time to be combed was scattered behind her head like a bird's nest.

Lu Sihao sat on the toilet in the bathroom, his eyes had not been fully opened, and when he heard his mother's urging, his frowning brows were about to form a big pimple.

He sighed deeply, shook his head impatiently, stood up after wiping his butt with toilet paper, tied his pants that had retreated to his calves around his waist, and then pressed it gently, and with a "bang", the contents of the toilet were flushed.

"Lu Sihao, hurry up, if you don't come out again, I'm going to go in and pluck your ears." ”

Song Qianqian's voice came into Lu Sihao's ears again, but Lu Sihao was still not in a hurry, picked up the toothbrush and squeezed the toothpaste, brushing his teeth carefully and carefully.

No matter how Song Qianqian urged outside, he still did whatever he needed to do without hurrying.

When he finished cleaning up everything and sat at the dining table eating, Song Qianqian had just finished cleaning up the kitchen and sat opposite him panting.

"I said, little ancestor, will you be more efficient in the future? Every morning at home is like a war, can't you get up early for a while?"

Song Qianqian picked up a piece of fried egg and put it in his son's bowl, with some complaints in his eyes.

"Mom, I got up at half past six, washed up for ten minutes, went to the toilet for ten minutes, got dressed for ten minutes, and now at seven o'clock, I just finished cleaning up everything and sat at the dining table eating breakfast, I calculated all the time, so I will never be late. ”

Song Qianqian frowned and looked at his son sitting opposite, he was obviously only five years old, but every time she made a request, he always had a lot of reasons to wait for her.

Song glanced at him lightly, "That's because I have already made breakfast in advance, if no one makes breakfast for you, it is useless for you to get up half an hour early." ”

Lu Sihao smeared blueberry jam on the bread, and the expression on his face obviously disagreed with her statement, "Mom, what's the use of you getting up an hour earlier than me, look at you, you haven't brushed your teeth, your face hasn't been washed, your hair hasn't been combed, and your clothes haven't changed." By the time you've finished eating and cleaning up, I'll be at school long ago. ”

When Lu Sihao said this, Song Qianqian chewed bread in his mouth and looked at himself, as if it was indeed like what his son said, but after thinking about it, she didn't do these things in a hurry yet, and it wasn't all because of his precious son.

She got up early in the morning, prepared breakfast for him, and prepared the school uniform to wear to school, if it weren't for these trivial things, she would have run two or three laps around City A in these times.

"Lu Sihao, can you not contradict me when I talk to you? I am your mother, not your nanny, I don't ask you to be grateful to me for your dedication, but no matter what, you have to show gratitude, right?"

Song Qianqian drank the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl, walked to the kitchen with the empty bowl, looked at the watch on his wrist, it was too late, and he could only wait for the evening to come back and wash the dishes.

"Lu Sihao, hurry up, I'll go change my clothes first, and when I come down after changing my clothes, you have to finish eating, understand?"

Song Qianqian said, turned around and entered her bedroom, and at the moment the door was closed, she stretched out her head to look at her son's back, "Lu Sihao, what can I talk to you?"

Lu Sihao turned his back to her, still silent, he held the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, slowly stirring the porridge in the bowl.

"Lu Sihao, didn't you kid hear me?"

Facing his mother's re-emphasis, Lu Sihao sighed deeply, turned to look at her and said: "Mom, you just said that I won't refute you when you speak, and now I don't speak, and you want me to speak, you say, you do this, am I embarrassed as your son?"

Song Qianqian was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that early in the morning, he was dumbfounded by his five-year-old son. glanced at his son, closed the door casually and changed his clothes.

Song Qianqian sometimes wonders if Lu Sihao is five years old, why is he so young, he can't always refute her at all.

Moreover, as time flies, his son grows older and older, and some characteristics in him are becoming more and more similar to Lu Zihao.

Sometimes Song Qianqian feels lucky, at least, God left her a son, otherwise, she really doesn't have the courage to survive in this world.

Lu Sihao finished breakfast, put the bowl into the pool, looked at the time, there was still half an hour before class.

He moved directly to the small bench next to the table, stepped on it and began to brush the dishes, according to his previous experience, when he finished brushing the dishes, his mother may not be able to clean himself up.

I don't know how my father took a fancy to my mother at the beginning, and her work efficiency was too poor.

Lu Sihao finished brushing the bowl and went to the bathroom to wash his hands, but Song Qianqian hadn't come out of the bedroom yet.

He carried his schoolbag, leaned against the door, reached out and knocked on the door a few times, "Mom, if you don't come out again, we are really going to be late." ”

The door opened from the inside, Song Qianqian took the bag, and the half-worn coat was still on his arm, and he kept muttering: "It's over, it's over, it's almost late again......"

Lu Sihao shook his head impatiently, although he had never seen his father since he was born, but looking at his mother like this at this time, he really felt a little sorry for his father.

Song Qianqian sent his son to kindergarten and told him to listen to the teacher's words before he saw his son enter the school.

After her son's little figure disappeared at the school gate, she hurriedly drove to the store again.

She opened a cake shop called "Meet", and although the business was not very hot, it had absolutely no problem supporting her and her son.

When she came to the store, the pastry chef in the store had already made a few kinds of cakes, and when he saw her coming, he took the initiative to greet her: "Boss, are you here?"

"Yes, Master Wang is early, have you had breakfast?"

Song Qianqian put down the bag in his hand and helped Chef Wang put the cake and some juice on the small table outside the door.

"I've already eaten it. Looking at the smile on Song Qianqian's face, Master Wang's mood also improved, "Boss, you let the sanitation workers eat breakfast for free every morning, when will it end?"

Ever since the cake shop opened, people in the neighborhood have known that the owner of the shop is kind and kind. She prepares cakes and drinks every morning for the sanitation workers who get up early to work.

After a long time, many people came here, and the business of the cake shop also improved a lot.

Hearing Master Wang's question, Song Qian smiled and shook his head, "I don't know, but as long as the cake shop is still there, I will continue to do breakfast." ”

Master Wang's words that he originally wanted to dissuade were choked in his throat for a while, and looking at this girl who was younger than him, his heart was full of admiration.

"Master Wang, I know that some people will call me stupid and some people will say that I am a show, but I don't care what others say, as long as I think it's right, I don't care about other people's fingers. ”

Song Qianqian smiled lightly, but the expression on his face was so firm and serious.

Master Wang nodded, reached out and patted her on the shoulder, "Boss, you are doing good deeds to learn from Lei Feng, I support you from the bottom of my heart." But if you keep doing this, you will definitely spend a lot of money, otherwise, sometimes there will be some cakes left in our cake shop that can't be sold, and we can take them out for everyone to eat the next morning, so that the food is not wasted, and we can also save some expenses. ”

Song Qianqian didn't finish listening, and shook his head again and again, "Master Wang, this is not good, although the cake will not spoil if left overnight, it will reduce the taste, and since I have already done the thing of letting the sanitation workers eat breakfast for free, I have to continue to do this, I know you are for my good, but I really don't want to do it." ”

Chef Wang wanted to say something, but there were more and more people in the store, and he had no choice but to go back to the store to make some more cakes.

Song Qianqian smiled and shouted at Master Wang's back, "Master Wang, it's hard work." ”

Master Wang waved his hand and walked back to the store with a smile.

The sun rose higher and higher, and there were more and more sanitation workers gathered at the door, Song Qianqian invited them into the store, and then left after breakfast, but the sanitation workers said that they were too dirty, so they took the bread and squatted on the side of the road and ate it in a big gulp.

Song Qianqian looked very distressed, and it didn't take long to drive back some small benches, and when the sanitation workers came back the next day, she would send a small bench by herself, so that they could eat more comfortably.

It was almost noon, and the number of people in the store began to increase again.

"Girl, what are you doing in a daze?"

Song Qianqian heard someone call her, and then she came back to her senses from her thoughts just now.

"Uncle Xu, you're here. What would you like to eat today?"

Uncle Xu, the taxi driver who once saved her life on a rainy night. Everything in the world, there are always such coincidences, and Song Qianqian didn't know until later that Uncle Xu was also the taxi driver she had rescued who suddenly fell ill.

Uncle Xu sometimes jokes, and always likes to say that he gave her back the life he owed to Song Qianqian.

After a long time, Uncle Xu always likes to come to her to buy cakes. Buy a birthday cake today and some snacks tomorrow.