Two years later.

Near the seven-kilometer market, the largest commodity distribution center in Ukraine, there is a thriving Chinese restaurant.

It is located in the middle of the seven-kilometer market, which is also the area with the largest number of Chinese merchants.

The seven-kilometer market is a barometer of goods from Eastern European countries, and in addition to the flow of goods every day, the largest flow is the number of people.

When Jiabao was three months old, Aya bought this two-story small building, negotiated with the property owner, paid the lease fee, decorated it intensively, invited authentic old Beijing chefs, and began to study cooking herself.

No one knew what was wrong with her, and she suddenly wanted to do something.

In the past two years, she has done quite well.

Midday is the busiest time, and the workers who come from the dock for a large number of containers are looking at this point.

The environment on the first floor of the Chinese restaurant is relatively ordinary, and the cost is not high.

The high-end layout is on the second floor, full of Chinese-style private rooms.

"It's snowing heavily outside, Xiao Deng, let the guests come in the corridor and wait, you arrange some snacks and hot tea to go out."

"Also, Xiao Deng, urge the kitchen, the roast duck at table 25 has been waiting for a long time, the hourglass has run out, and we have to pay for this meal."

Zhang Ziming frowned, wiped the cloth in front of him with wet slender hands, listened to the calm and gentle female voice in his ears, walked over while dusting off the cigarette butt, and pointed to the plain shadow: "He Aya, have you read this month's account?" Are you afraid that we will lose, but you are afraid that people will not be able to eat hot. ”

Aya leaned out of the kitchen table slightly, and reached out to pick up the cigarette in his mouth: "The neighborhood fire department has just issued a notice, you go to the smoking room over there." ”

"Hey, can we raise the price a bit, auntie? There is a long queue at noon every day, and you still feel sorry for them when they are lined up outside, and the snacks are all Russian cream, hey, you let your math genius son do the math, do you earn this month? ”

Aya cleaned the cigarette ash he had twisted on the cooking table and glanced at his left ear: "Ziming, you either took or covered the earrings, several international students and girls think you are a bad person."

。 ”

Zhang Ziming stretched out his hand to pull the cloth on his body.

Aya immediately said, "Okay, take a step back, and you can leave after noon." ”

"This month's salary and overtime pay are shorter for me."

A ball of things brushed over her legs, and Aya immediately grabbed the corner of the red polka dot bib, "Xi Jiabao, Brother Ziming is going to wash the dishes, don't mess with him, don't make trouble for your mother." ”

The yellow velvet fist paused for a moment, and its erect hair wilted.

Aya felt that she was a little stern, gently picked up her little pink face, thought for a while, and coaxed in a voice of only two people: "Mom gives you neinei to drink." ”

The glass-like eyes widened, and under the main stage, the lights were dim, but it could still be seen that a pair of pure amber colors were bright and clear, and when they were happy, they were also quiet.

Two years old, still not talking.

Aya is also quite worried about this.

Picking up a small meat dumpling, it is really a meat dumpling, born more than six pounds, not fat, it has been long in the past two years.

With a pinching of the face, like a quicksand bag, it can secrete the juice of Q bombs.

is so fat, but her facial features are excellent, her curly hair, her eyelashes that look like a fan, her fleshy mouth, and her skin like clotted fat, everyone says that she gave birth to a Barbie princess original.

But only the people in the family know the character of this little spirit.

It's hard to raise.

In the first five months of Jiabao, Aya didn't have mother juice, she didn't have a lot of body, and Xiao Shu didn't have it at that time, so she couldn't help it.

The little guy can cry and make trouble, and desperately doesn't drink milk.

These months have tormented Aya to madness.

Later, I thought of a lot of ways, sought medical treatment everywhere, tried everything.

It's also strange that according to the traditional Ukrainian method of lactation, she actually has Naishui.

Garbo started with the authentic mother juice for eight months, and after that, it has not been broken.

Mainly, Aya also has.

She ate that mysterious food, probably in excess of it continuously, not only the mother juice in the past two years, but also her body was a little plump, not as before, sick, pale and delicate.

Of course, it may also be the reason for opening a restaurant, which has a strong Sichuan flavor and a lot of oil and water.

Aya carried her daughter to her office and put it on the table, and before she could untie her clothes, the little white jade hand came up.

Aya was angry, "Wait Mom." ”

When Xi Jiabao wanted to eat, no one recognized him.

"What are you doing with a pair of eyes, Mommy owes you? Cow eyes. ”

The little guy rolled his watery eyes and stuck out his tongue at her disdainfully.

It's really not like Xiao Shu, Xiao Shu is so well-behaved and considerate.

When Aya was thinking like this, she was suddenly twisted by the little guy with her little fleshy fingers, she looked down, and the little guy stared at her stubbornly, so angry

。

“……”

How powerful are these eyes?

Aya coughed, "Mom is not partial, although my brother is indeed more sensible than Garbo, but we Garbo haven't grown up yet...... Ahh

People have already held their hands in their hands, hung their mouths, and eaten.

Aya stood dry, endured the pain for a while, hugged the little thing in her arms, and sat down on the chaise longe.

In the end, it must have been her slapping this guy's face away, Aya looked down, was red from torture, and reprimanded angrily and helplessly: "It's really the last time, Xi Jiabao, you are two years old." ”

Knock Knock Knock –

"He Aya! Don't belong to me when it comes to washing dishes in the future, is it like a big man? I've been tolerating you for a long time, how much money do you pay for a Chinese aunt to be a dishwasher? ”

The door was open, and there was a clear sound, and there were people trying to step in.

"Don't, wait a minute!"

Aya screamed softly, hugged her daughter in front of her, and hurriedly pulled her clothes.

When Zhang Ziming heard the summons that he could enter, he stood on the edge of the threshold, and after a glance, there was no difference in Zhang Yang's handsome facial features, and he frowned and said, "What I said ...... thing."

Something is tired of coming up on the legs and feet.

Zhang Ziming tugged at the small cupola cannon, soft hair, a little smile on the corner of his mouth, and still asked the woman who turned behind the desk: "Okay?" ”

"You can't stir-fry, you can't be a waiter when you have a temper, so what do you say you can do besides washing dishes?"

Zhang Ziming pursed his lips and snorted lowly.

Aya never turned around.

The conversation didn't follow.

Zhang Ziming's trouser leg was repeatedly pulled, he squatted down and shaved the delicate little jade face, "Okay, okay, princess, my brother will take you away, let's play for a while, your brother will get out of school at five o'clock." ”

After that, he picked up the little princess and turned around and went out.

"Ziming."

The woman got up, but she didn't chase it out, her voice was still a little breathless, as if the breath was shallow in her throat, and her voice couldn't help but be even more soft and weak: "You are not allowed to take Garbo to a place like Night Stream, and you should go less." ”

The young man turned around, he was more than one meter eight, and his eyebrows were lightly raised.

The woman in the room covered her figure slightly with the door, and said in a low voice, "Did you hear that?" ”

He walked out and whistled, "Little Garbo, learn a sentence from my brother, auntie, you're so annoying!" ”

“……”

Aya closed the door and checked her clothes, they were all dressed just now, but there are always times when she is embarrassed.

Ziming, twenty-one years old, is not small, there have been a lot of things in the past two years, from the apartment to the seven-kilometer market, Aya is embarrassed to say hello to those Ukrainian girls who have not come out of the cabinet when she walks on the road, all of them are his ex-girlfriends......

Zhang Ziming came downstairs and put the little figure carved in pink and jade into the children's chair in the back seat.

Garbo didn't speak, and from birth to now, at most she snorted when she wanted something.

But the family, it's no problem to communicate with the little one.

This child has a pair of tenacious eyes, which can be seen that the mother's womb is horizontal

。

At this moment, he looked at himself with those big amber eyes.

Zhang Ziming said flatteringly, "Brother smokes a cigarette, he must disperse and get in the car again, so as not to let Xiao Jiabao stink." ”

He closed the car door, leaned back, lit a cigarette and looked up, and could see a window on the second floor of the restaurant, open on both sides, and a few pots of plants on the balcony.

He smoked a cigarette lazily, closed his eyes for a moment, and his ears slid softly over the sound of rustling inside that he had just heard outside the office door.

That's her sorting out.

He threw the cigarette on the ground and saw that his fingertips were still wrinkled from the detergent.

The phone rings.

He has a lot to do, but he comes over every day at noon to wash the dishes.

He was disgusted with the Chinese workers in those containers, the Chinese traders who were seven kilometers away, who came to have a meal, looked at her eyes, and fucking toads wanted to eat swan meat!

Who doesn't know that the proprietress of the Xi family's inn has no man, with two children.

……**……

In the evening hours of the restaurant, Aya doesn't care, she has limited energy.

Give it to the manager, reconcile the accounts the next day, and just ask.

Usually after four, she will drive back to the port.

I still live in the old apartment, but I moved from the third floor to the first floor, the first floor has a fenced yard, the original tenant left, and the landlord saw her raise the price, so he gave it to her.

There are also single-family new houses around, which are more spacious and comfortable, and Aya is not without that money.

She discussed with Xiao Shu Ziming, and everyone was not interested in moving.

Garbo is a crazy child, and although he doesn't speak, he has a good time with the children in the yard.

When she got home, she first went to the next room to pick up Xiao Shu and Ziming's dirty clothes into the basket and put them in the washing machine.

After sorting out the accounts in her room, it was about the same time, and she came out to cook.

A few minutes after six o'clock, the key ring of the door hole turned.

Aya came out, still carrying a rolling pin in her hand, and saw her seven-year-old son coming in with her two-year-old daughter in her arms, Aya put down the rolling pin, wiped her hands and hurriedly caught the little bastard: "Xi Jiabao, you bully my brother so much?" ”

The little thing snorted.

Xi Jiashu has grown a lot, but his body is like jade, thin, breathing a little panting, put down his schoolbag, and defended his sister, "Mommy, it's Po who is tired of playing, just exercise me." ”

"Xiao Shu, you spoil your sister's mother's opinion, but what if you fall when you go up the steps?"

"The steps are usually thirty centimeters, and my legs are more than thirty centimeters, so this probability will not happen."

Aya was speechless, her son, who has been in school for two years, has skipped two levels in the Chinese class, Aya is very worried, if she puts her son in the local school, those Ukrainian children who are a few years old and tall, Jiashu is among them, will it be very difficult?

"Mommy, are you eating dumplings again?"

"Well, Mom recently learned a new stuffing to concoct, give you a taste."

"Humph!"

Xi Jiashu immediately translated her sister's words, "Ah Bao said that she doesn't like dumplings, what should I do?" ”

"Leave it to her

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I drank the mother's juice to my heart's content, and eating supplementary food was pure bad food.

doesn't cramp the table into a battlefield every day, Aya feels that she was too careful when she was pregnant, and she gave birth to such a little bastard.

When she entered the kitchen, her eyes were a little wandering, and she looked back at the little meat ball that was playing on the ground with disdain, and felt for a while that her daughter's personality was like that person.

……**……

didn't wait for Ziming, Aya let the two small ones eat first.

As soon as I finished eating, the lock on the door next door rang.

Aya opened the door, "Come over and eat, the dumplings are in a lump." ”

"Eat, I have to go out."

Aya looked at the figure who entered the door, the big boy, he was also a young and uninhibited man, dressed casually, but he was extremely good-looking, no matter what tattered he was wearing, he was eye-catching, handsome and chic.

She waited for a moment, for the door to open.

Zhang Ziming changed his shirt and trousers, and the diamond stud on the earbone of his left ear walked in the dark light, lining his cold white face.

"Why are you still clubbing? Let's go in and eat. Zhang Ziming said as he went downstairs.

Aya thought for a moment, closed the door on her side, walked two steps over, and whispered on the dim steps, "Ziming, stay away from those people." ”

"Who?" He smiled.

"You know what I'm talking about."

Aya's thin eyebrows twisted slightly, maybe he grew up in the Xi family since he was a child, and his habits can't be changed? The seven-kilometer market looks like a commodity circulation center, and the forces in the secret are divided into several shares.

When Ziming first came over, he was working at the customs.

She doesn't care where he came from, there are always some forces derived from China.

But since the beginning of the year, he has not worked well, and his whereabouts are sometimes hidden, Aya's restaurant, something happened in the first year, on the one hand, the local food supervision regulations are strict, on the other hand, she has just arrived, and it is not good to do a good business at all, there are so many old brand Chinese restaurants, and her food prices are very low and very suppressed.

But since the beginning of the year, it has been very smooth.

Aya looked at his handsome and flamboyant eyebrows, "Let's do business in a down-to-earth manner, I don't expect to make money, it's just that life is full, Ziming, I don't need you to open the way for me behind my back." ”

Zhang Ziming lifted his thin lips and looked at her with some stinginess in the night light, "Don't think too much, I can make a fuss in a small restaurant?" ”

"Then you ......"

"Don't worry!" Impatient again, he took a step forward, came closer to her, stopped again, pursed his lips and said, "I'm idle, find something to do, and promise you not to cause trouble." ”

Aya nodded, the past two years have been peaceful, and there are very few anxious things, so she has dealt with such a thing again.

There is peace of mind.

Back in the house, take care of the two children, wash, and let them go to bed on time at 10 o'clock.

She couldn't sleep.

She has a small sheepskin book, which she bought at the seven-kilometer market, and she has been writing a word for two years, but she has not written a word.

Snow fell outside the window again

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Winters in Ukraine are relatively long, starting from the first snow and freezing for a whole winter, and every time the heavy snow covers the buildings and cannot be distinguished, it will give people the illusion that time has stopped and no longer walked.

That night, Aya answered the phone.

Domestic long distances.

After answering the phone for a long time, she was a little confused, she leaned against the window, poured herself a glass of red wine, and only took a sip, the slightly drunk strength was enough for her to stay in the middle of the night.

Finally, she wrote a line in the parchment diary.

She wanted to write more, and she pretended to be bitter in her heart, and she remembered it with resentment.

But she looked at the lines and felt that it was enough, even in the dead of night, the snow on the window edges, such a quiet time, it didn't stir her emotional nerves, she couldn't express more.

……**……

Garbo's decision is a plan, Aya is not talking about playing, and she really starts to break.

Xi Jiabao was about to break up with his mother, and there was a lot of trouble.

This time, Aya's heart did not soften, and the little guy cried so much that her vocal cords were hoarse and she went to the hospital, but she didn't blink.

In the end, Xi Jiabao knew that the mommy who looked like a bully was the most cruel and hard-hearted. She began to take the vows in resentment!

During that time, the house was filled with smoke and fire, and Xi Jiashu and Zhang Ziming all lived by looking at the little princess's face.

Two months later, the traditional Western festival of Christmas was ushered in.

The Chinese restaurant closed early that day, Zhang Ziming rarely went anywhere, Xi Jiashu was at home during the holiday, and the family had a lively and happy life.

After dinner, Aya and Xiao Shu and Ziming also played poker.

Garbo was the referee next to her.

What does the little guy know, whoever throws a wink at her will make it convenient for her.

Aya saw that the dime in her hand was about to be lost, and she also threw her eyes at her daughter.

The little one didn't pay any attention to her.

Still remembering the vengeance of the rings......

The ending, of course, played out in Aya losing her pants, and the room was filled with cheers and wails.

Thousands of lights are lit outside, and people here are not popular to set off fireworks, but every house has opened its door, and children are welcome to go in and ask for candy, and the Christmas trees are lined up one by one in the yard and on the street, hanging with small socks and Santa Claus's hat, and the lights are shining.

Garbo was lying on her stomach at the window, her eyes almost jumping out of the window.

She doesn't care for her little clothes very much, and she can make herself musy with saliva and soup when she eats, but she can't help it, Aya has been wrapping her around the whole bib, changing colors back and forth.

How much do you wear in winter, and when you look at it from a distance and up close, the little things look like candy in the shape of a ball.

The funniest thing is that when you run, it's like a little pumpkin rolling, dull and dull, it's really cute.

The little thing came back to look at her again.

Aya packed up the cards, "Okay, let the brothers take you out to play." ”

Xi Jiabao made up his mind, slipped off the sofa, and jumped with his round body.

Zhang Ziming was a little surprised, "Aren't you Xue Hou, don't you let Jiabo go out to catch a cold?"

。 ”

Aya got up and went into the kitchen, and said with a smile: "Garbo is happy, today is an exception." ”

Xiao Shu was also a little excited, put on a down jacket, and put on a thick scarf for his sister to wrap her red little face, Zhang Ziming hugged Jiabao, and the three of them arrived at the door, and they didn't see her changing clothes.

Aya rubbed her brows, "If I go out with you, will you be able to enter the game hall?" ”

As soon as the words were broken, Jiashu's dark eyes turned to his brother.

Zhang Ziming nodded, "There is an international competition tonight, but we will come back early." ”

"Until twelve."

Xiao Shu was happy, "Thank you, Mommy!" We'll take care of my sister. ”

"Yes." Aya wrapped the child's scarf around her, and she was inside the door, smiling softly, "I know you two can take care of Garbo. ”

The cheers in the yard disappeared with the sound of the car's engine, Aya shook her head, thinking to herself that no matter how old Xiao Shu is, he is a genius in IQ, and he is a child at this time.

The clock rang at eight o'clock.

Aya cleaned up her home step by step, everything and everything, and she was very clean.

With nothing to do, she sat on the sofa for a while, turned off the headlights, and the colored lights on the roof flickered on, which Ziming and Jiashu had arranged for several days.

Everything is so warm in her eyes.

But what is she like in her heart?

When the bell crossed nine o'clock, she entered the bedroom, opened all the wardrobes, looked at them one by one, and finally took out a plain blue dress, cheongsam button-up, locked waist, made for her by the aunt in the building, she didn't remember the style of the one he bought for her many years ago, the description was a little different, but the aunt made it did not disappoint her.

She took a bath of rose petals.

Blow-drying her hair, she sat in front of the mirror and put on a light makeup for herself.

The person in the mirror, with clear facial features and white eyes, is still the same, has there been a change?

She watched every day, and she didn't know, perhaps, he could only describe whether there had been any change.

Before leaving, she opened the parchment diary again, took out the pen, she thought about writing something, and in her mood, she had a lot to say.

But in the end, she left nothing but the ink from the tip of the pen.

At eleven o'clock, she went out.

The streets are quiet, even Christmas, and the cold winter makes families more willing to curl up in front of the fireplace at home.

Therefore, only the occasional passing car witnessed the figure wearing only a plain long skirt walking safely in the snowflakes.

If the people in the car look carefully, they will know that it is a beautiful and thin oriental woman, not very old, her skin is like this snow, she doesn't know what she is thinking, and there is a shallow smile on her face.

That smile, like going on a sweet date.

Aya walked to the harbor, where the burned-out ship had been cleaned up two years earlier, but she still remembered exactly where it was moored.

The snow did not get worse, and the petal-like white sprinkled down and soaked her skin, first cold to the bone, but then melted in, and then burned with her blood.

She looked at the sea, and there was a gentle and smiling smile in her quiet eyes.

She felt gracious

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When she lifted her skirt and turned around in front of the sea, she stood still for a moment, when her snow-covered feet crossed the deck of the dock and plunged into the silent sea.

When both of her legs went down, when she was frozen and couldn't move anymore.

At that moment, she gently embraced the sea with his breath.

She's sinking.

She's safe.

She remembered the phone call from Zilin in October: "Aya, it's been two years, at the end of October this year, on the day of the eldest brother's funeral, can you bring Garbo and Xiaoshu back?" ”

She was stunned for a long time.

It's because she forgot.

It's only the second year, but she forgets about his death day in her busyness.

Perhaps, she refused to admit it in her heart, how could that confused day of burial be his death day? His body was salvaged, at that time she was in the country, the war was in chaos, the Ukrainian side was in the steamer incident, several countries intervened, and the people of the Xi family had not had time to negotiate, and those corpses were disposed of early because of the Z governance factor, and they were not seen with their own eyes, so Aya always did not give up.

She didn't feel much about the death date set by Mr. Zhang, and the next year, she forgot about it.

Human memory will be reduced, no matter how unforgettable, the ability of the physiological level is limited.

She was really scared.

That night, she leaned against the window and drank red wine, thinking carefully, the more she tracing his subtle outlines in her mind, the more she could not put it together.

How protruding is his Adam's apple, how hard is his mandible, how straight is the bridge of his nose, what are the lines of his deep eyebrows......

She sketched inaccurately.

In this way, day after day, she lingered in the mortal world, and she could only remember more and more his every expression, every movement, every lazy and deep gaze.

No, you cannot.

And another real reason.

It was she who missed him.

You can miss it day and night, every minute and every second.

But this longing, when it reaches a critical point that she cannot suppress, she can't hold on, like a puppet, to the end of her life.

She missed him so much.

When she realized that the busy work in the past two years, the fulfilling life, the company with her children, all the seemingly orderly days, all the attempts she was trying to do, had no effect.

She knew she could stop.

She was gradually submerged by the icy sea, which seemed to be surrounded by his rich breath.

Aya closed her eyes, water entered her mouth and nose, it seemed to be his gentle sigh, she smiled, and spoke to him in her heart: Xicheng, I did my job, and now I come to you.

The only sentence in the parchment diary:

The winters here are clean, no stories and no you.

--- digression--- dear, so far, it can be an ending. But there's an update tomorrow...... A thousand readers, a thousand ways to read the text by myself, but the only thing I can write is what I want, and what everyone wants. Love you guys.