Chapter 1129: Leaning on Wood is Beautiful

"Mom, don't worry, now our three brothers and sisters are living a good life, I am very content, I have experienced so many rights and wrongs, I will not mess around anymore, you go back to sleep." ”

Qin Yafu heard her mother's voice, and made a promise softly, anyway, she was just on a whim, and she wanted to know more about her little aunt, but it was actually useless, anyway, she didn't have the courage to pursue the truth of the year, it was better to confess her thoughts and let her mother feel at ease.

"Okay, you turn off the lights first, and I'll go out. Qin's mother insisted on watching her daughter fall asleep steadily.

Qin Yafu had no choice but to turn off the switch of the wall light.

It was dark in the house, but there were still lights in the outhouse, so when Qin's mother left, she wouldn't be able to see the way.

As Qin's mother returned to the big house, all the lights in the room went out.

In the pitch-black environment, Qin Yafu couldn't help but feel a little scared.

This kind of fear of the dark has almost disappeared after reconciling with Lin Zihang, but today

Qin Yafu tightened the quilt corners, she still felt very cold, and her body and mind were not good, so she unconsciously reached out to Lin Yihe beside her.

When she caught a warm, silky, and delicate little hand, Qin Yafu's heart suddenly settled down.

It turns out that when a person is in fear, whether there is an adult or a child next to him, as long as he touches something with temperature, it is enough to make people completely calm.

Qin Yafu grabbed Lin Yihe's little hand, slowly approached her side, and involuntarily reached out to hug the little guy tightly, but she also immediately thought of the past that her mother talked about.

The feeling of the little aunt when she hugged herself to sleep should have found a caring comfort, Qin Yafu sighed quietly.

In the intimate embrace with the child, Qin Yafu found the sense of peace that Lin Zihang had always brought her, and finally gradually fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, in a trance, Qin Yafu entered the dream.

The location in the dream is still this room, but the room layout is slightly different, the floor of the house at that time is still paved with red bricks, and the table used by Qin Yafu and her sister to study is placed near the window of the room.

The young Qin Sumei is teaching little Qin Yafu to write.

"These three words are Qin, Ya, and Fu, remember, this is your name. Qin Sumei patiently taught her little niece hand in hand.

"Got it, I want to write my little aunt's name!" Little Qin Yafu was very proud that she was able to "draw" her own name with the help of her little aunt, but at the same time, she was not greedy enough and wanted to write her little aunt's name.

"No problem, let's write now!" Qin Sumei agreed with a smile, and continued to hold Xiao Qin Yafu's hand, holding the pen and writing the words "Qin, Su, Mei".

"The first word is the same. Qin Yafu looked left and right, and summed up, "The latter two are different......

Xiao Qin Yafu can't say that she is very enthusiastic about writing, anyway, she is taught by her little aunt, so she feels quite interesting.

Therefore, Xiao Qin Yafu was helped by her aunt over and over again to write, and when people let go of her hand and let her do it herself, she began to play a scoundrel, skewed and swayed for a long time, and did not write a single word "Qin".

"Yafu, are you tired of writing? Let's go out and play for a while, and come back and practice again, okay?" Qin Sumei was not discouraged by her little niece's performance, but instead fulfilled her idea of being too lazy to write anymore, and took her out of the house.

Such a good-tempered little aunt made Xiao Qin Yafu cheer and have a lot of fun.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, when Xiao Qin Yafu returned to the desk in the house again, she didn't wait for the little aunt to speak, she picked up the pen and wrote.

"Qin, Su, Mu, each?" Qin Sumei laughed out loud after seeing Xiao Qin Yafu's crooked handwriting.

"What Mu Mei?" Qin Mu walked in at some point, and after seeing the little daughter's graffiti in her sister-in-law's hand, she also laughed, and turned her head to look at Xiao Qin Yafu, "Silly boy, Mu and every time you put it together, you wrote it wrong." ”

Xiao Qin Yafu took the notebook in her mother's hand, blinked her big black eyes and looked at it for a long time, in fact, she didn't quite understand it in her heart, but she pointed at Mu He with some grievances: "Mei, Qin Sumei." ”

"Okay, it's okay, you're still too young, you'll be able to distinguish it slowly," Qin Sumei didn't feel sorry for little Qin Yafu's "not being enlightened", but tucked her forehead hair behind her ear, and smiled and comforted, "Actually, Mu Mei's name is quite good!"

Mother Qin smiled and shook her head: "Whatever your little niece says is good!"

"Of course, Xiao Yafu is the best!" Qin Sumei happily picked up Xiao Qin Yafu and put it on her lap, couldn't help but kiss her cheek gently, and said softly, "Yafu, you will grow up quickly, when you grow up, my little aunt will teach you to write a lot of words and write a lot of articles, okay?"

"Okay!" The ignorant little Qin Yafu nodded obediently, then broke away from Qin Sumei's embrace, ran to the side of the bed, took out a postcard from under her sister's pillow, pointed to the word "plum blossom" written in the upper right corner and said, "Little aunt, look, isn't this the word plum?"

"That's right, this is a plum character, but you see the plum character you wrote, what's the difference between it and this?" Qin Sumei entertained and taught, taking the opportunity to be kind and seductive.

"It's all plum characters, this is big plum, that's small plum. Xiao Qin Yafu thought about it, and finally saw that the words she wrote were very large, so she made a distinction between the two "Mei" characters.

"Alas, what a child!" Qin's mother smiled bitterly, the child's thinking was 108,000 miles different from that of an adult, and she couldn't see the difference at all.

"Well, that's right," Qin Sumei was amused by Xiao Qin Yafu's words, she picked up the separate plum characters written by her little niece and looked at it for a while, then turned her head and smiled at her sister-in-law.

"Plum blossoms, have always been mavericks, not afraid of the cold to bloom in the harsh winter, and refuse to rely on the foil of green leaves, leaning on the tree and the beautiful flowers are plums.

But if this word is separated, it will become wood, but it will destroy its artistic conception, it is better to change it to wood. ”

Qin Sumei said as she picked up the pen and wrote the word "Mumei" on the paper.

"Are you making words? Mu Jiamei is together, but I don't know what to read?" Qin Mu looked at the two words carefully, and couldn't help but laugh and make fun of the sister-in-law, but after the words came out, she regretted hitting her, and hurriedly praised her, "But Mu Mei formed a new name, which is quite meaningful......"

When Qin Yafu saw this, her heart moved, and she instantly sobered up.

Opening her eyes and looking around at the dark room, Qin Yafu's mind carefully recalled the previous dream, she couldn't figure out whether the dream just now had happened before, or because she had been thinking about it day and night, just like the nightmares that had been indistinguishable from the true and the false for many years.

But in fact, what is more important is that the age in the dream is too long, and that little Qin Yafu looks younger than the previous memory.

Can people really remember what happened when they were three or four years old? Qin Yafu lost more and more confidence in herself.

She knows that she is not a prodigy and does not have the ability to think beyond ordinary people, so she chooses to escape and ignore, trying to make her life more comfortable in this safer way.

"Kimei" and "Kimei"?

After being dazed, Qin Yafu slowly calmed down, and unexpectedly, these four words flashed in her mind.

Mu Mei is so familiar with the name, the two words that Qin Yafu pondered before going to bed, after some explanation in the dream, the feeling became more and more intense.

It is not surprising to say that Qin Yafu realized that the article she saw before was written by her little aunt, then the true and pure beauty should be written by a gentle and kind woman like her little aunt.

It's just that what made Qin Yafu feel wrong was that she suddenly realized that she should have seen this name before tonight, but where was it?

The brain began to run at a high speed, and Qin Yafu couldn't help but frown.

Today seems to be a cloudy night, because it is so dark around me, including the air is a little dreary, and it is really uncomfortable to encounter the confusion of thoughts in the dead of night.

Depressed for a long time, Qin Yafu's mind turned back and forth, and slowly felt better, considering that the sound she made by pressing the light button was likely to disturb her mother, she fumbled and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table.

Clicking on the unlock button, Qin Yafu found the location of the text message, and easily pressed the word "Mumei" with her thumb.

Out of inertia, Qin Yafu's fingers slowly moved to the position of the mobile phone's sending button.

Looking at the word "send", Qin Yafu suddenly took a deep breath, and a memory that was not deep instantly broke into her mind.

Yes, the word "Mumei", Qin Yafu has indeed seen it recently, to be exact, in her home after she gave birth.

That day, when Xue Jingjing wanted to borrow Lin Zihang's computer, the webpage he had not closed kept a prompt that the email was successfully sent, and it was at that time that she saw the word "Mumei" for the first time.

I remember that at that time, after Xue Jingjing's reminder, everyone saw the computer screen, so that Lin Zihang's expression was very awkward, but fortunately, no one asked deeply, so he breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't even explain half a sentence.

So, is this wood beauty the other wood beauty?

Qin Yafu licked her dry lips, clenched her phone tightly, and her mind suddenly became panicked.

There are some things, she doesn't know anything, but she insists on not daring to investigate them, this is Lin Zihang's kindness that she is afraid that she will think too much, and it is also the hurdle in her heart that she can't get over.

pretending to be ignorant of this, I don't know if it is a comfort to my husband or a proof of her selfishness.

After thinking about it again and again, Qin Yafu still couldn't muster up the courage to face Lin Zihang and ask the truth.

Alas! Qin Yafu sighed lightly and looked at the time on her phone, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

In the middle of the night, the taste of not being able to sleep was particularly difficult, Qin Yafu rubbed her sore temples.