"Nizi, you're here!" Turning her head, Wang Manli stopped laughing, "Okay?"

"Well, okay. Pen %Fun %www.biquge.info" Lanny said as she walked to her seat, "What was so happy just now?"

"Nonsense. "That's really inappropriate, if it reaches Zhang Liyuan's ears, it's not for fun, stop it, stop it, Wang Manli snorted, I don't want Lan Ni to know what he said about burying Zhang Liyuan.

After washing the rag and returning to his body, he turned on the computer, sat down to Chunzao, looked at Lan Ni, who looked good, lowered his head, clicked on the document, and proofread it:

The steaming dumplings have been served, the family is sitting around, talking and laughing, and the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is about to begin.

Suddenly, the phone rings.

Chinese New Year's Eve, who will call at this time?" Zheng Lijuan stood up and muttered in her heart to the telephone.

Who could it be, and why did you look so surprised when you answered the phone?

Everyone's eyes followed Zheng Lijuan's footsteps to Xiao Yu, who was busy in the kitchen.

"Dad, my sister-in-law's mother just passed away, and I have to rush back to my mother's house. In a hurry, Xiao Yu walked in front of Wang Jianguo.

"Is it that madman?" Wang Jianguo's chopsticks stopped in mid-air.

"Ming'er, you follow grandma and let your parents go back to grandma's house. Adults have something to do, you are a good child, obedient, follow grandparents and aunts, let's have Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together!" "Dead old man, no one is there, the mouth is still so bad, Zheng Lijuan quickly intercepted the conversation and touched the face of the little granddaughter.

"Then let's go, you can eat. Xiao Yu put on his coat, put on a scarf, picked up his satchel, glanced at her husband who was still sitting on the chair, frowned slightly, and smiled, "Pingren, let's go." ＂

"What's the grind? Birth, old age, sickness and death are big deals, go quickly!" Wang Jianguo stood up and glanced at Xiao Yu, "They have few families, and they are catching up with the New Year." In the next few days, you can help go, we don't have to worry about it here. ”

"There are so many things, just in time for the Chinese New Year's Eve, I don't stop eating." With a pout, Wang Pingren stood up, ignored the stares of several people staring at him, slowly dressed up, and followed Xiao Yu out of the door.

There are very few pedestrians and vehicles on the street, and as far as the eye can see, the lights are colorful, and everywhere is festive and peaceful, and the sound of firecrackers can be heard from time to time.

How's going on with Mom? Will it be okay? Anxious, Xiao Yu can't wait for the wind on the soles of his feet to get home soon.

But there are no taxis, no buses, no bicycles, and today is Chinese New Year's Eve!

Against the cold wind, the two of them hurriedly ran on the road, and finally crossed the big poplar tree and finally arrived home.

"Yu'er, Pingren, are you back?" Xiao opened the door for Wen.

"Dad, why are you in such a hurry, wasn't it okay yesterday?" Xiao Yu changed his slippers and walked into the house, "Mom?"

"It's not good early this morning, thinking about the Chinese New Year's Eve, maybe I can survive this year, so I didn't call you back." Xiao Weiwen's complexion was not good, and he spoke half a beat slower, "Oh, Pingren, don't stand outside, it's cold, come in and sit." ＂

"Mom?" Xiao Yu got anxious.

"Your mother has been at Xiaoling's house for a while. Xiao Weiwen slowly walked to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Mom, it doesn't matter, right?" Xiao Yu glanced at the empty stove, and his heart tightened.

How can I not know my mother's heart disease? I have never let go of my guilt for Xiaoling's mother, and every time I encounter it, I will sigh for a long time. Look at this time, the decent mother who will be Zhang Luo every New Year's Festival actually let the family have a cold pot and a cold stove, you can imagine how big a blow the death of Xiaoling's mother should be to her?

"I'm not worried, you hurry over and take a look, just call if you need us to do something. Frowning, Xiao Weiwen was uneasy, afraid that his wife would fall ill again.

"Come with me and say a salute. Frowning, looking at the silent Wang Pingren, Xiao Yu whispered, "You will come back after the salute, I still have to take care of my mother." ＂

"Let's go. Wang Pingren stood up, expressionless, and followed Xiao Yu to the door.

"Dad, you haven't eaten? Pingren hasn't had time to eat, do you have dumplings at home? Don't worry, I'll take care of my mother. Turning his head and looking at his anxious father, Xiao Yu felt a trace of colic in his heart.

The two men walked out of the door, and in a few steps they entered the wide open door next door.

Walking into the house, Xiao Yu glanced at it, several people were standing or sitting scattered around the room, Xiaoling and her brother were sitting on the ground, looking haggard. Mom sat in the corner with Mingyue in her arms, looking at the portrait in a daze.

Walking to the offering table, Xiao Yu and Wang Pingren knelt down and bowed three times, and Xiaoling and her brother returned the salute.

Raising his head and looking at Xiao Ling, Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment.

Is this the grease-smeared, delicate Xiaoling?

Yes, it's just changed too much! But it's clearly one person!

This Xiao Ling in front of her, although she just tied her hair casually, her face was facing the sky, and her eyes were red and swollen, but her face was kind and unassuming, such a Xiao Ling was only good to look at!

"Get up!" touched Xiao Yu, and Wang Pingren stood up first.

"Sister-in-law, mourning. Xiao Yu stood up, said softly, stepped aside, and looked carefully at the portrait of Xiaoling's mother.

Xiaoling's mother in the photo is still very young, and she was taken before she went crazy.

Thick curly short hair, round face, a pair of big eyes looking ahead, shining, smiling sweetly, a pair of deep dimples filled with hope.

Alas!

No matter how you look at it, you can't equate it with the woman who is unreasonable and disgusted by the neighbors, let alone connect with the woman who runs around the street and talks nonsense. Shaking his head, Xiao Yu burst into tears.

"Auntie!" Mingyue?

Lowering his head, Xiao Yu saw his niece pulling at the placket of his clothes.

"Bright Moon. He patted his niece's thin shoulder, "Let's go, let's go to grandma's." ＂

"Mom, are you okay?" sat down and looked at her mother's eyes, Xiao Yu's heart instantly pinched together.

"Rain. Looking at her daughter's distressed eyes, Yu Mei suddenly woke up, "Xiaoling's mother is gone." ＂

"Got it. Xiao Yu responded softly, for fear that the loud voice would stimulate her mother's fragile nerves.

"It's gone, it's gone. Yu Mei repeated.

"Mom. Holding his mother's cold hand, Xiao Yu didn't know how to soothe the deep pain in her mother's heart, except for worrying, she was still worried.

Finally, the fear became a reality.

Yu Mei hugged her daughter and cried bitterly, crying so much that her liver and intestines were broken, and she cried sadly.

The people in the room all gathered around, and no matter how much they persuaded them, they couldn't stop Yu Mei's heartfelt scream.

"Teacher Yu, stop crying. I know you're feeling uncomfortable, and for so many years, you've done what you should have done silently. I see it in my eyes and remember it in my heart, so stop torturing yourself, it's not your fault! Chunhua is gone, and I'm sad, but she's happy, she's looking for a red soldier, she's relieved, think about it like this, isn't it okay?" Xiaoling's father stood next to the portrait and said loudly to the people in the room, "I can accept the person who killed my son as my son-in-law, what else can't you let go?"

The people in the room were shocked and looked at each other, unable to believe their ears.

Yu Mei also stopped crying, raised her red and swollen eyes and looked at the bearded and not tall man in front of her, is this the father Ma Xiqing who has been in Xiaoling's nest for a lifetime?

"Uncle Ma!" suddenly knelt on the ground, Xiao Yu's voice choked, "Thank you for being so tolerant and generous." My mother has been in debt of conscience for so many years, sick again and again, and we tried our best, but no one could convince her. Thank you, thank you, thank you for saving my mother!"

Raising his head, as if looking up at Guanyin Bodhisattva, Xiao Yu burst into tears and looked pious.

Alas, Guanyin Bodhisattva, shook his head, clicked upload, closed the link, straightened up to Chunzao, looked out the window, is it okay to change the sky?