On a cold day, Wang Weidong led Wang Shangzhi and his family to stand in front of the gate of their house, and they were so cold that they didn't want to go into the house to warm up, for fear of missing He Jianbin and their time to enter the village. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As soon as the car stopped, He Anan rushed out of the car and threw himself into Wang Weidong's arms.

This time He Anan didn't cry, and happily took Wang Weidong's big hand into the house.

There was a stove burning in the house, and there was a long fire pit, and it was hot to sit on.

Diao Yunfeng took a big thick mat and paddled He Jianbin and He An'an under him.

Wang Weidong pulled He An'an up and down, looked at it, smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched her white and tender little face lovingly, it was rare.

Diao Yunfeng prepared a kitchen table full of ingredients early, and waited for them to get to the place before cooking.

A large plate of steaming sauerkraut bones, with freshly filled blood sausages, filled a whole table with chicken, duck and fish.

The family sat around the table, and the hot food entered their mouths, and the conversation increased.

Wang Weidong kept smiling on his face, He An'an was happy enough to come back, seeing that she was doing well over there and her academic performance was excellent, he suddenly smiled from ear to ear, and added vegetables to He An'an's bowl: "Good, good, our An'an is good." ”

Diao Yunfeng finished his busy work, holding a wine bottle to refill the men, and from time to time he also took the time to pour some drinks for He An'an.

I haven't seen each other for half a year, Diao Yunfeng seems to have lost a lot of weight, she was happy to patronize before, He Anan didn't pay attention to it, and now that she is closer, she smells that Diao Yunfeng has a strange smell, and the smoke is smoking.

After eating, He Jianbin mysteriously carried a paper bag and dragged Wang Shangzhi, and the two avoided talking in the back room.

He Anan helped Diao Yunfeng pick up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, entered the kitchen, and seeing that there were no outsiders, He Anan stacked the rice bowls in his hand in the pool, and whispered: "Aunt? ”

"Huh?" Diao Yunfeng mixed dish soap into the basin, stirred it in the water with his hands, and turned around: "What's wrong?" ”

He Anan asked: "Auntie, do you believe in Buddhism at home?" ”

Diao Yunfeng was stunned for a moment, changed his face, stretched out his head to look at the kitchen door with some nervousness, and lowered his voice: "How could it be, why did you suddenly remember to ask this?" Do you know something? Who told you? Your uncle? ”

Diao Yunfeng was very flustered, and although the nervousness in his expression was deliberately concealed, it still did not escape He An'an's eyes.

He An'an thought with peace of mind, it seems that he really believed something, and this matter is estimated to be secretly carried out from his grandfather and uncle.

She glanced at Diao Yunfeng, knowing that this matter was not something she could manage, nor was it something that could be sued behind her back, if Diao Yunfeng refused to agree, even if the family knew, there was nothing they could do about her.

It snowed again the next day when I got home, and the matter of sweeping the tomb could only be postponed, and this stay was three days, and on the fourth day, the gray weather finally cleared, and the unique warm sun of winter hung high in the sky, reflecting the silver and white all over the ground, and the gold glittered dazzling.

Since He Jianbin secretly called Wang Shangzhi to the back room, Diao Yunfeng's originally somewhat gloomy face slowly improved, with a smile on his face from time to time.

Wang Shangzhi is very beautiful in his heart, and he is hard pressed on the surface, can a man show his majesty again? Then you have to close the door, and the two of them steal the beauty by themselves.

When sweeping the tomb, Diao Yunfeng offered to follow her up the mountain, and since Wang Mengru passed away, she has never taken the initiative to visit Wang Mengru in the cemetery.

Diao Yunfeng has a pimple in her heart, everyone in her family knows that now she is willing to go to the cemetery, Wang Weidong feels relieved, and Wang Shangzhi is in a very complicated mood.

He Anan took his grandfather's hand and turned his head to look at Diao Yunfeng, who was walking in front.

Diao Yunfeng followed behind Wang Shangzhi, reaching out from time to time to help him pull the corner of his clothes.

The years are not forgiving, women work hard outside, and they slowly grind rough, and when the wind and sun are blowing, people are dark, and they look old.

After a few years, next year will be the same age, Diao Yunfeng will look much older than Wang Shangzhi.

Diao Yunfeng was willing to give Wang Mengru incense, it was a good start, when he came back from the cemetery, Wang Shangzhi, a careless old man, took the initiative to reach out and hug his daughter-in-law's shoulder for the first time.

I was very moved, after so many years, Diao Yunfeng had an incomprehensible knot with Wang Mengru because of the child, and Wang Shangzhi didn't know if the knot in her daughter-in-law's heart was really unraveled, but I felt that today, when Diao Yunfeng put that pillar of incense on Wang Mengru, his heavy heart, which had been suppressed, was finally a little lighter.

Wang Shangzhi's big hand, which has been doing farm work for many years, patted his daughter-in-law's shoulder, did not speak, and comforted people with his movements.

Diao Yunfeng was slapped by his rough hands, and he didn't know if it hurt or something else, Teng's eyes were red, he lowered his head, paused, and when he raised it again, he had a smile on his face.

After staying at his grandfather's house for a total of six days, He Jianbin was about to summarize the year-end in the company, and it was the time to be busy, so he could only rush back with He Anan in a hurry.

In winter, there are no good things to piggyback in the countryside, so Diao Yunfeng took a large plastic bucket and stuffed a few pickled cabbages into the trunk of the car.

"It's all pickled at home, clean, go back and wash the bubble water, stewed meat and stewed vermicelli are delicious."

He Jianbin put away his things and waved goodbye to Wang Weidong's family.

The car drove far away, and when I turned around, I could still see the figure of the family.

He Jianbin felt a warm current in his heart, turned his head and reached out to touch He Anan's head: "After the New Year, we will come back." ”

He Anan nodded, leaning on He Jianbin , but what he was thinking about was his aunt's family who was about to come over from other places to spend the New Year together.

Back at the old house, a few days later, Mr. He received a call from his sister, who had already bought a ticket, except for his daughter who went to her mother-in-law's house for the New Year, and the two sons came with their families.

He Jianbin arranged the company's affairs in advance and deliberately set aside time to pick up people at the train station.

When Aunt He An'an's family really arrived at the old house, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon.

He Anan stayed in the living room with He Fangyao's sister and brother waiting to pick up someone, and when she heard the doorbell, Fang Huimin was the first to stand up.

Old Man He also turned his head to look over, and he couldn't see how excited he was on his face, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth still showed his happy mood.

After all, it's my own sister, and I haven't seen each other for more than two years, can I not think about it, can I not worry about it.

Fang Huimin brought people in, and a large family of people made a noise and brought in a chill of icemen from outside the door.