Text Text_Chapter 199
The words of the 199 girl are deep, as if they are full of countless bitter pasts, and those who hear them are moved.
Yang Chen frowned and asked tentatively, "Ye'er, did you ...... before?"
was about to ask, but was hit by Mo Qianni's hand.
"What are you talking about!How can you ask other girls like that!" Mo Qianni said dissatisfiedly, reaching out to hold Ye Zi's hand, "Ye'er, don't say it if you don't like it, just don't ask." β
Ye Zi smiled reluctantly, glanced at Mo Qianni gratefully, and said, "Sister Mo, don't blame Brother Yang, it's okay, I haven't been bullied by them." β
Mo Qianni breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I'm scared to death, if that's the case, I will definitely help you go to court." β
The leaves were full of loneliness and whispered, "It's my mother." β
"What!?"
Mo Qianni, who was very happy just now, was stunned on the spot, and Yang Chen was also a little surprised.
Ye Zi smiled bitterly and said, "That was a long time ago, my mother was also on this train, and was bullied by some people at that time, and later ...... and gave birth to me. β
Ye Zi's words were very low, but his face was very calm, as if such misfortune was just telling about others, and had nothing to do with himself.
Mo Qianni couldn't help but have a little moist eyes, and hugged Ye Zi with pity, "You and your mother must have had a hard time." β
"I'm not hard, my mother didn't get married with me, and she fell out with the grandmothers at home, and she pulled me up alone, I feel sorry for her", Ye Zi finally sobbed, Yingying's tears wet her collar, "My mother used to take me to the city to sell some mountain goods, I know that she is very painful, because every time she gets on this train, she will remember the past, she can't sleep at night, and she will cry in the bed, and she won't let me hear it...... That's why I insisted on selling it alone, and although it sold less, I felt better......"
The air in the carriage was slightly dull, and Yang Chen opened the gap between the windows of the car to allow the mountain breeze to blow in, which was relatively comfortable.
Ye'er's life experience made Mo Qianni also think of the gloomy past of the same year, and the two women fell into deep thought, didn't talk more, and went to the terminal to get off the platform.
The train station in the small township is very simple, just a dilapidated house that sells tickets, and there is an old man standing outside to manage the order, in fact, it is the same as not standing.
Because the place where they went was the same, Ye Zi was held by Mo Qianni and went to the station to Kunshanzhai together.
In fact, if it weren't for Yang Chen and the others, Ye Zi would have to hike until late at night and walk back to the mountains, because although the ticket is cheap, it is also her hard-earned money, and the little girl is reluctant.
At this time, it was already evening, like a mountain rain was coming, and the sky was gray, oppressing the slightly monotonous marginal town.
Although it was getting dark, Mo Qianni had already agreed with her mother to come home tonight, so she didn't stop in the town for the night, and the three of them simply ate some tea eggs and egg cakes bought from roadside stalls, and came to a simple plastic shed and a concrete platform under the guidance of Ye Zi.
Ye Zi was a little apprehensive, walking back and forth while waiting for the bus, and finally couldn't hold back and said: "Sister Mo, I'd better go back, I'll eat yours for dinner, and I can't ask for your ticket money anymore." β
A ticket of only five yuan, the price of an ordinary silver ticket in Zhonghai, in the eyes of this girl under twenty, is an unbearable kindness.
Mo Qianni feigned anger and said, "Don't you like to go back with us?"
"No...... No, I just feel embarrassed. Ye Zi whispered.
Mo Qianni couldn't help but reach out and pinch Yezi's face, "Seeing you, it's like seeing me back then, although I was younger than you at that time, I still feel very kind." Don't feel too much about not going, just treat me as your sister, and my sister should take care of my sister. β
Ye Zi bit his lip and couldn't speak, so he had to nod obediently.
After waiting for more than a quarter of an hour, an "old" minibus finally slowly drove into the station, and the three of them got on the bus, Yang Chen acted as the little brother who carried the bag, and the surname of the two women was Li Quan.
There were very few people in the car, counting the driver, there were five people, a bus that could accommodate more than 20 people, and eight people got on the winding mountain road to Kunshan Village.
Because there are still some stops on the road, the car will occasionally stop, but after more than two hours, when it is about to arrive at Kunshan Village, there are only a dozen people.
The car turned over the last hill and was about to come to Kunshanzhai.
But at this moment, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and blue-yellow lightning finally began to explode like thunder.
Almost instantly, the pouring rain was like a large basin of water poured down by the gods, so that the mountains and fields were soaked in the rain.
Many sections of the rugged road have fallen into disrepair and become muddy, and the speed of the car is much slower.
Looking at the non-stop heavy rain outside, Mo Qianni hugged the leaves beside her, the girl was full of worry at the moment, after all, she had to hike over two mountains to get home when she arrived at Kunshan Village.
"It's okay, it's a big deal to stay at my sister's house tonight, it's so dark, a girl walks on the mountain road at night, and it's raining, it's too dangerous. Mo Qianni comforted.
Ye Zi hurriedly shook his head, "No, Sister Mo, it's rare for you to go home to see your aunt for so many years, I can't disturb you as an outsider, and my mother will be worried." β
"If you walk back so late, your mother will be worried, there are many landslides on this rainy day, in case you run into it, then what will your mother do in the future? Mo Qianni said strongly.
Ye Zi wanted to refuse, but when he saw the heavier and heavier rain outside, he had to say, "If the rain stops, then I'd better go home." β
During the day, the exposure temperature is high, and at night the mountains become foggy after a rain, but fortunately there is no traffic on the road, and the car stops after reaching Kunshan Village with difficulty, and it is finally safe.
Yang Chen got out of the car first, opened an umbrella carried by Mo Qianni, and led the two women out of the car, because the ground was muddy and easy to fall, so he was extra careful.
After getting out of the car, Mo Qianni found that there were a total of three people with an umbrella, and the rain kept falling, and the three of them couldn't all shrink inside, so they couldn't help but look at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen understood, and he didn't drag the mud and water, and stuffed the umbrella into Mo Qianni's hand, "You and Ye'er hold the umbrella, I'll take the luggage, ladies first, anyway, I'm also strong, it's okay to get a little rain." β
"But ......"
"But what, I can't bear to let my little Qianqian get drenched in the rain, let Xiao Ye'er get drenched in the rain, you won't strangle me to death. Yang Chen joked.
Mo Qianni's face flushed, and she felt a burst of sweet joy in her heart, so she didn't say more.
Ye Zi looked at the intimacy between the two, and there was also a little envy in his eyes.
The three of them followed a sheep intestine path, stepping on weeds and stones, and headed towards the inside of Kunshan Village, Yang Chen followed behind, holding a large bag of luggage, such a journey is difficult for ordinary people to walk, but for Yang Chen, except for the rain wetting his clothes and being uncomfortable, in fact, there is no difference at all.
Gradually, the mountain village has emerged from the foggy front, with houses of varying heights and high levels, exuding a strong ethnic style, and this is a multi-ethnic area, so the appearance and color are diverse.
Mo Qianni hadn't been home for more than ten years, but she didn't need to think about where her home was, even if the village had changed a lot, because someone would show her the wayβat the end of the winding path, in the rain and haze, a figure holding a black umbrella and looking forward to something appeared vaguely in front of the three of them.
Mo Qianni's footsteps were like weathered rocks, standing in place, looking at the figure in front of her, her eyes turned red in an instant.
The figure in front of him seemed to see something, and Haruka shouted, "Is it Niko-"
No matter how ordinary the female voice was, Mo Qianni couldn't control her emotions anymore, and almost threw the umbrella aside, not caring about the dirty dirt and stone roads, not caring about the big raindrops, and even forgetting that there were poor little leaves around her to hold an umbrella, so she ran over quickly.
"Mom!"
The joy and emotion of the milk swallow's homecoming rendered a picture of a rainy night.
I didn't expect such a heavy rain, and it was dark again, Mo Qianni's mother Ma Guifang would go to the entrance of the village to greet her, it didn't seem like it was a while, and she felt sorry for the parents of the world.
By the time Yang Chen and Ye Zi walked up, Mo Qianni had already hugged her mother Ma Guifang and couldn't cry anymore.
Ma Guifang didn't throw the umbrella like Mo Qianni, she still straightened her arm and held the umbrella for Mo Qianni, the beautiful outline of her youth could be seen on her old wrinkled face, and tears flowed down horizontally, and she couldn't tell which drop was tears and which was rain.
Ma Guifang, who was wearing a purple-red cloth with a cut, was holding her daughter in a fashionable sportswear, which was such a mismatched color, but it looked so harmonious at the moment.
Yang Chen took the umbrella that was thrown away by Mo Qianni and supported himself and the leaves, in fact, it made no difference whether he held it or not, his whole body was dripping with water droplets, and none of them were dry.
By the time the warm embrace between the mother and daughter ended, it was already ten minutes later, the two separated, looked at each other silently for a while, didn't say anything, just laughed knowingly, obviously the mother and daughter both knew that there was no way to say a thousand words.
Ma Guifang wiped her tears and smiled at Yang Chen and Ye Zi a little embarrassedly, "Look at our mother and daughter, forget about you." You are Yang's son-in-law, Nizi told me about you on the phone, you are so handsome. β
It seems that this is the first time that someone has said that she looks good, is it because the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at it, the more pleasing it becomes? But this is the first time.
Yang Chen didn't expect that one of his mothers-in-law would call his son-in-law so easily, but he was also a cheeky person, so he responded directly with a smile.
But Mo Qianni gave him a roll of his eyes, and he was happy and angry.
Seeing Ma Guifang looking at Ye Zi with a little doubt, Mo Qianni explained: "Mom, this is a girl from Nancun, who came back with us on the same road, I see that it is so dark and raining, I want her to spend a night at our house, her name is Yezi, just call her Ye'er." β
Ma Guifang was stunned, and immediately pulled Ye Zi's hand enthusiastically, "Little girl, don't be shy, go back with your aunt and me, dinner is almost ready." β
"Thank you, Auntie", Ye Zi was still a little restrained, and said with a smile.
So, Mo Qianni held her mother's hand, and the four of them walked all the way home, compared to it, Mo Qianni was obviously much more excited, it was a kind of ecstasy to reunite with her relatives, which made Yang Chen a little greedy.
It's just that Ma Guifang will look back at Yang Chen with a smile from time to time, and the more she looks at it, the more she likes it, which makes Yang Chen's scalp tingle, we don't seem to have bought any gifts for my mother-in-law, has she discovered her "loyalty", "purity and kindness", and the essence of being more than a virgin, so she was deeply moved by herself!?