"What is this?" Qin Xiaoyu didn't answer, and asked hesitantly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Your letter. ”

Qin Xiaoyu was a little puzzled, where was her letter in Luo Zhan?

took the envelope and saw the address of Juanxiu's handwriting below, No. 8, Maoer Hutong, Beijing.

"Aunt Luo wrote to me. Qin Xiaoyu's eyebrows stretched, and he finally had a little warmth.

Liu Kar-wai looked at Luo Zhan, who was as tall and straight as an arbor, and always felt a little cramped and uneasy, rubbing his hands and saying to Qin Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, I'll go back first if it's okay, I've been at home for the past few days, you can find me if you have anything." After speaking, he said to Luo Zhan: "Uncle Luo, I'll go first." ”

Luo Zhan nodded slightly.

It was too cold outside, so Qin Xiaoyu asked Luo Zhan to go into the kitchen to warm up.

The only window in the kitchen, which is covered with a thick layer of plastic sheeting to keep warm, makes the interior dimly lit.

Luo Zhan sat down on the small bed that Qin Lang slept on before, looking at Qin Xiaoyu who was sitting quietly on the stool, his thin white face was covered with a faint layer of sadness, and the dark shadow under his eyes was very heavy.

"Is it okay? What's the matter, you can go to the army to find me, I was at the battalion headquarters before the Spring Festival. ”

Qin Xiaoyu has been very strong these days, and he has calmly taken care of Qin Zhenhua's funeral, and has not shed a single tear in front of others.

But now Luo Zhan's words made her want to cry, her mouth was deflated, and the tears swirled in her eyes, fell down and fell on her knees, fainting a watermark.

"Where's your mother?"

"Sick, lying in the house. ”

The room was dimly lit, but Luo Zhan's eyes as sharp as an eagle still found the tear marks on Qin Xiaoyu's knees, and he frowned: "Have you eaten?"

Qin Xiaoyu shook her head, and boiled some porridge for Feng Yuzhen for lunch, she hadn't eaten it yet, and the meals in the past few days were all so hungry that her stomach hurt, so she remembered to eat two bites.

Luo Zhan took off his military coat and rolled up his sleeves: "What do you want to eat?"

"Noodles. ”

Luo Zhan asked Qin Xiaoyu where the flour and basins were placed, and began to cook with noodles.

Qin Xiaoyu always sat on the small stool, his hand propped up on his chin, watching Luo Zhan's neat and familiar rolling noodles, slender and powerful, with a bony hand held on the rolling pin, the knife rose and fell, and the slender and well-proportioned noodles were formed.

Qin Xiaoyu's thoughts also flew away, and some people even looked so good at cooking.

When he came back to his senses, a bowl of noodles marinated with sauerkraut was placed in front of Qin Xiaoyu: "Bring it to your mother, and then come over to eat." ”

Qin Xiaoyu obediently brought the noodles to Feng Yuzhen, because of Luo Zhan's existence, he seemed to feel very down-to-earth in his heart.

"Don't you want to eat?" Qin Xiaoyu entered the kitchen again, saw a bowl of noodles on the small dining table, looked at Luo Zhan and asked.

"I've eaten it, you can eat it while it's hot. When Luo Zhan just scooped the noodles, he saw that the white noodles in the noodle jar had bottomed out.

The taste of sauerkraut noodles stimulated Qin Xiaoyu's taste buds, and also woke up his sleeping stomach, and a bowl of noodles took a while.

In the evening, Qin Xiaoyu gathered under the oil lamp, read the letter written by Xia Hong, and in addition to caring about missing it, she also told Qin Xiaoyu that she would send some books on the identification and appreciation of cultural relics recently, so that Qin Xiaoyu could study more when she was fine.

Qin Xiaoyu took out her homework book from her schoolbag and wrote a reply to Xia Hong, without mentioning the changes in her family, she thought that if Xia Hong knew, she would definitely be in a hurry, so she didn't say anything.

Two days before the final exam, Qin Xiaoyu went to school, and there were a few people in the class who lost their families in this fire like her, and the atmosphere in the class was much lower, and the results of the exam were naturally not ideal.

After the exam, Mr. Ding came in with a stack of letters, and said in a relaxed tone: "Students, about the fire on New Year's Day, it has received the attention of the people of the whole country, and there are many well-wishers who have written letters to express their concern and condolences. ”

Several students who have lost relatives in their families have a letter each, and there is no one to write it to, so Mr. Ding will send it to everyone in order.

What Qin Xiaoyu got was a white envelope, which only had the name of the school written on it, not the recipient, and the mailing address was in H Province.

The letter was very short, only a few sentences, but the signing of the letter shocked Qin Xiaoyu.

Vigorous and powerful words, a few words of polite comfort, signed: Mr. L.

Mr. L, the person who funded her in the previous life was also Mr. L, in this life, why is there a Mr. L, is it a coincidence, or is it fate?

Qin Xiaoyu's heart was beating like a hundred small drums, pounding, and he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat in the next moment.

Mr. L also added a final sentence that the student who received the letter would sponsor her to complete her studies if she wished.

Qin Xiaoyu's vision was blurred, and he felt that he couldn't read the handwriting on the letter, in this era when all the signatures were comrades, what a fashionable and fresh title Mr. was.

So for a moment, Qin Xiaoyu felt that Mr. L had also come to this world from the previous world?

When she went home in the evening, Feng Yuzhen had already made dinner, and after a serious illness, Feng Yuzhen's complexion was very poor, and her face was thin like a piece of skin stuck to her bones.

"Mom, why don't you lie down, I'll cook. ”

Qin Xiaoyu hurriedly put down her schoolbag and helped Feng Yuzhen to serve the meal.

Feng Yuzhen didn't speak, just glanced at Qin Xiaoyu deeply and lowered her head to eat.

After Qin Xiaoyu finished eating and cleaning up, he sat under the kerosene lamp and wrote a reply to Mr. L with a pious and excited mood.

Hello Mr. L

My name is Qin Xiaoyu, thank you for your concern for us in your busy schedule, as you said, there is no difficulty in the world, it cannot be overcome, in the face of natural disasters, we are very small, but we have a strong heart, as you said, there is nothing better than living......

When Qin Xiaoyu wrote the letter, he completely substituted the emotions of the two lives, and felt that there were endless words, so he wrote three pieces of paper freely, and finally wrote reluctantly:

Finally, I wish Mr. L a happy new year and a safe life for good people.

Signed: Xiaoyu.

This Xiao is the dawn of dawn, because in the previous life, Uncle L sent her an email and wrote a greeting card, so she loved to use this Xiao, she didn't understand why, but she didn't correct it, because she knew that Uncle L must know that her name was written correctly, and when she applied for support funds, her information and copies of her ID card were complete, and they were all Qin Xiaoyu, small in size.

Qin Xiaoyu went to the post office early the next morning and spent five cents to send a registered letter, she was afraid that the ordinary letter would be lost.

Looking at the green mailbox at the entrance of the post office, it seems to be a touch of life in winter.

After the exam, the winter vacation begins.

Qin Xiaoyu cleaned the house, counting the time, Qin Xiaoxia should also come back from vacation.

Just thinking about it, if Qin Xiaoxia heard the bad news of Qin Zhenhua's death, that kind of heart-rending scene made her feel sad.

"Mom, Dad, I'm back......"