Besides, my mother lay groggily on the bed, fell asleep in a daze, and had a dream. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info And she hasn't had such a dream for many years.

In her dream, she was back in the summer.

The sky is still so blue, blue like the sea in the painting, pure and seems to be transparent.

After receiving the notice from the head of the regiment, Liu Wenjuan was irrepressibly happy. This time I can finally play the leading role, and that's really going to start being a pillar.

I was in that small courtyard, and I was practicing that day. is talking to the senior sister, the two of them are in the same cyan water-sleeved practice clothes, and they are walking on the stage and singing to each other.

Senior sister's eyes are really good-looking, flashing and dazzling. I practiced that day, but I couldn't get into the drama and couldn't suffer.

The senior sister scolded herself, closed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already a sad look.

Senior sister is singing.

"With the girl, love is like a brotherhood,

This look, how can I not worry about Zijuan?

Push your hand away from the medicine, and the water and rice have not entered the throat......"

I should be lying on the collapse of Concubine Xiang at this time, full of resentment, yes, I should be singing Sister Lin's sorrow:

"I have been a boudoir companion with poetry and books all my life,

Flesh and blood with pen and ink......

only to end up in the mountains and mountains and difficult to return,

The earth is desolate, and people are waiting to die......"

Mother Yan was about to turn her voice to hold it up in her dream, when she heard a very loud thunder coming from mid-air, and with a "bang", Mother Yan was suddenly awakened.

When I opened my eyes, I still had the unfinished singing in my head: "I only fell, and the cold moon buried the soul of the poem......"

Mother Yan's heart was churning a little, both the heartbeat of being shocked by thunder and the sourness of being held by memories.

Looking up, the sky outside the house was already dark, and the table lamp in the room was on.

Outside the window at the moment, the lightning is thundering, and the weather is also changing. It's still a sunny day when I come out this morning, so it's going to rain now.

Thinking that Yan Huan'er always said that she was a "rain god", this girl really brought the rain. Mother Yan smiled lightly when she thought of this.

Seeing the small light on the tabletop, Huanhuan must have come in just now, and turned on the small light because he was afraid that he would wake up in darkness. This kid is getting more and more careful.

Yan's mother got up, cleaned herself up a little, and then set up the futon and walked out of the room.

The singing voices in the dream, the water sleeves, the steps, the lingering sadness in the drama, and the glamorous beauty on the stage have long been away from themselves.

It's been so long that my mother has forgotten that she has had such a past, and she has had such a brilliance on stage.

Mother Yan sighed softly and took back all the melancholy that came to her mind.

Walking to the front yard, Yan's mother went straight to the kitchen. My mother-in-law must be in the kitchen, and it's time to make dinner.

The old house of the Yan family is a house with two entrances in the front and back, and a small courtyard in the middle separates the front and back.

The main entrance is the lobby, which is filled with incense cases, and the high-rise building space is very ancient. The house is an all-timber house, with a bit of an age feel.

To the right of the lobby is the kitchen, and to the left is the study, which was later converted into a dining room for the whole family. Turning around the lobby wall, there is a wooden staircase behind you, which leads to the second floor.

Yan's mother is very familiar with this place, after all, she has lived there for nearly five years. At that time, Yan's father's grandfather was still there, and he always liked to look through the few poetry scripts in the study.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed. This time, Yan's father also left......

Through the small round door, through the back door of the lobby, and then through a small house, Mother Yan came to the kitchen, Grandma Yan was cooking, Yan Huan'er was helping to light the fire, and the little round face was roasted red.

The whole kitchen was foggy because of the steam from the large stove.

"Mom, I'd better come, you take a break first. Mother Yan entered the kitchen and was about to take over this job, and at this moment, she was rolling up her sleeves and preparing to take over.

Grandma Yan was also not polite, put down the meat cutting knife and said with a smile: "Okay, every time the national army comes back, I think the food I cook is not appetizing, you cook well, then you can come." Huanhuan, you go and ask your grandfather to fish out the herring in the big tank, kill it and bring it, your mother doesn't have the strength to kill the fish. ”

As he spoke, he also took off his apron and tied it to Yan's mother from behind.

Yan Huan'er listened, answered, turned around and asked Yan's mother: "Mom, are you hungry, why don't you eat some millet porridge before cooking, I just ate a big bowl." ”

The three women in the kitchen were talking, where Yan Guojun opened the curtain and walked in, and when he saw Yan's mother, he was stunned for a moment: "Sister-in-law, are you awake?"

Yan's mother naturally replied that it was okay, it was okay.

After taking my mother-in-law's kitchen knife, I continued to cut the shredded meat.

Yan Huan'er ran out to find her grandfather to kill fish, and here Yan Guojun spoke to her sister-in-law: "Sister-in-law, you hurry up and make a few good ones, the village chief is here outside, I am happy to drink with them, I will come in and get rice wine, and when you hurry up and fry the vegetables, you will bring them over." We're getting down to business. ”

Yan Guojun specially added the word "business", and his face was much more serious when he said this.

At this time, Grandma Yan was busy scooping wine from the large wine vat with a wooden spoon. Yan Guojun took out a small pot of rice wine that had been warmed just now.

The freshly scooped rice wine was put on the stove by Grandma Yan and heated. After doing this, Grandma Yan whispered there: "I'm talking about the house, the house that was demolished." ”

Mother Yan just smiled, put down the kitchen knife, poured herself a small glass of rice wine, took a shallow sip, and said with a smile: "Mom, this year's rice wine is really good." I'll have to take a bottle with me when I go back. ”

Grandma Yan's rice wine this year is very good, very sweet, this rice wine just taken out of the wine tank, put a few red dates and a few slices of ginger, boil it and drink it, the taste is like drinking honey.

Grandma Yan replied happily when she heard this: "Yes, this year's wine is smooth, and none of the others is smooth." Zefang, haven't you found the escaped driver yet?"

As she spoke, Grandma Yan's joy disappeared, and she began to wipe her eyes there.

"Mom, don't be like this, Zefang is gone, I will take care of you in the future. Let's just think he's going on a trip, and we'll be able to get by. ”

Mother Yan couldn't help but feel sour in her heart when she spoke. At this time, I heard the sound of rain outside getting louder and louder, and the auxiliary "whoosh" swept overwhelmed.

It's really a storm.

The village chief originally wanted to go here, and after drinking two glasses, he was going to the next house, but when the rain came, he couldn't leave, so he simply let go of the drink there.

The neighbors of these villages who accompanied him were even more idle in the rain, and they forgot about the world. The group drank there and started the liquor order.

This hall is lively and lively, and Yan Guojun's laughter is especially loud.

Mother Yan quickly fried a plate of shredded cabbage and pork, put it on the plate and served it out.