Chapter 9: My Mother, Is It You?

The sky was bright, Mo Wei had gradually woken up, rubbed his confused eyes, and got out of bed cautiously, the cold air suddenly invaded the body and the coldness was very good, shivering and putting on his clothes, opening the wooden door lightly, suddenly white and scorching, reaching out to block it to get used to it slightly, and then looking at it from a distance, sighing constantly.

"The weather in my hometown is even colder than SH! The changes are even worse! ”

"The lovesickness that has crossed thousands of miles can now get a home, but I paused and was too late to move, and I didn't dare to approach it."

"Don't worry, what are you hesitating about? What are you afraid of? ”

"I don't know myself......" Mo Wei touched his cheek, sadness filled his face, and he asked himself.

Grandma woke up slowly, got up and walked to the stove to make a fire, and when she saw Mo You, who had been staying outside the house, she felt distressed in her heart, and said, "Xiao You, what are you doing standing outside?" Fast...... Quick, come in, there's a coal fire to warm up. ”

Grandma's voice came, Mo Chou sighed in a low voice, then turned back to the house, squinted and smiled at grandma's kind cheeks, and replied crisply, huddled in front of the stove with grandma, put his hands on the stove and roasted, two warmth lingered in his heart, and said with a smile: "Grandma, thank you old man!" ”

Suddenly, a happy smile appeared on the grandmother's old face, and the old man stroked Mo Yao's head, laughing back and forth, full of true feelings. Mo Lan also woke up quietly, opened the curtain of the door, and ran to her grandmother's side, holding her grandmother's arm like a little girl, laughing and reverberating, and the warmth was everywhere, as if the whole village was also rendered suddenly.

The hazy white mist dispersed, people's vision gradually opened up and became clearer, and the goose feather snow slowly receded, only a few wisps of light floc fell gently, draped on the shoulders of pedestrians, adding a little painting.

After the two and their grandmother finished a hot breakfast, chatted for a while, and then went to get down to business, returning to their hometown is not just to visit relatives, the most important thing is that the ID card expires and should be replaced, otherwise their parents will not allow their sister and brother to return to their hometown this time.

Under the warm care of the neighbor next door, the two got on the tractor that only their hometown can see, and the tractor felt numb as soon as it started its buttocks, and a "beep" sound was even louder, and it was transmitted back a few miles, Mo Lan seemed to know the middle-aged uncle who was driving, approached the uncle's position, and shouted: "Uncle Li, thank you!" Is your son Li Wei okay? ”

"Ah, what are you talking about?" The tractor was moving fast, the sound of "beep" was coaxing, and the wind was even more fierce in the face, Uncle Li couldn't hear the sound of speech at all, and immediately asked.

I saw Mo Lan grasping the iron pipe with both hands to support his body, leaning forward and getting a little closer to Uncle Li, and then repeating the words just now, his voice was even louder, "I said, Uncle Li, thank you!" ”

When the simple Uncle Li heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows, laughed loudly, and his rough temperament made his voice even louder: "Baby, don't worry, I have to go out if I don't carry you anyway, isn't this a way!" It's all the villagers who can take care of it."

At this time, Mo Wei felt a warmth in his heart, and said in his heart: "The people at home are hospitable and treat people sincerely, which is really reassuring." ”

The car slowly stopped, the piercing roar disappeared at once, the silence was particularly comforting, Mo Worry helped his sister get out of the car, and the two looked back here, it was the county public security bureau.

After a moment, he didn't forget to turn around, put on a warm smile, waved to Uncle Li and said a few words of thanks, and then walked inside.

Simple waiting, all the formalities will be completed, just wait for the time to collect the evidence. The two of them walked towards the downtown area, which was far from their grandmother's house, so they planned to visit the market and take a tricycle home on the road.

The small bazaar was overcrowded, the traffic was very congested, and the endless stream of people passed by, and the scene was chaotic, and the two of them shook their heads and took a detour when they saw this scene.

I saw a middle-aged woman anxiously watching the crowded bazaar, hoping to pass through the crowded bazaar smoothly, when suddenly two figures broke into her eyes, and her anxious psychology suddenly became panicked, shouting and shouting, but she was overwhelmed by the noise, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free from the crowd.

The woman looked at the figures of the two leaving, and the panic in her heart turned into helplessness, and she slowly stopped moving, her arms fell weakly, and even the vegetables and meat she bought fell to the ground, and she burst into silent tears of grief.

The figure stood there until dusk came, and the sky grew dark, until the lights suddenly turned on.

Mo Wei and his sister walked to the side of the road and stopped a tricycle, got into it, and the car drove through the streets and alleys, past the market where the woman stood, and passed by her, without anyone noticing.

The next morning, the two woke up from their slumber, washed themselves with the hot water that their grandmother had prepared, and the three of them sat around the table and had a brief breakfast, revealing from their grandmother that they wanted to know the information and instructions.

"There's a motorcycle in the next room, let's go see your own mother!"

"Your mother still lives in the same place, Xiaolan, you should know, right? Take your brother to visit his mother! I'm back, no matter how I say it, I have to take a look, after all, it's my biological mother! ”

The two nodded solemnly, walked into the next room heavily, pushed out an old motorcycle from the next room where the grass was placed, wiped it as if it was new, because his sister was afraid of riding a motorcycle, so Mo Yu was competent as a driver, and Mo Lan acted as a guide.

The two of them laughed and talked at first, but when they slowly approached, there was silence, the atmosphere was heavy, and Mo Wei was even more nervous, and tears seemed to beat in his eyes.

The cool breeze from his face calmed him down a little.

Arriving at the destination, Mo Yu parked the car, followed his sister's pace and stopped in front of the door, but did not step into it for a long time, and no one made a sound to ask questions.

The sound of "stampede" came, and a middle-aged man came out of the house, saw the slightly melancholy faces of the two, looked at the young man and felt a little familiar, so he questioned: "Excuse me...... Who are you? Who are you looking for? ”

No one answered, the middle-aged man kept looking at Mo Wei, and the sense of familiarity was even stronger, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember who it was, so he said gently: "The goose feathers and snow outside are a little cold, and there is a fire in the house, you can sit in the house first!" ”

The two nodded heavily and followed the middle-aged man in, Mo Wei looked at the middle-aged man thoughtfully, and felt a little familiar, and no longer hesitated to walk straight into the house.

The two walked into the house, still standing, did not sit down on the bench handed by the middle-aged man for a long time, the mother light looked at the door and watched quietly, the middle-aged man did not say much, walked out of the kitchen next to the house, brought two fried dishes and put them on the table, and forgot to tell the woman the information of the arrival of the two.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps, and the two walked out of the house and looked at the front of the compound.

I couldn't stop crying out in my heart, "My mother, is it you?" Are you right? ”