But Mrs. Xu's man has been dead for a long time, and he doesn't have a son, who is that for?

Mom couldn't help but ask, "Old sister-in-law, are you making these shoes for your son-in-law?"

"Ahh Oh, yes! Yufen said that Baocheng's feet smelled, I thought that these cloth shoes were comfortable and sweat-absorbing, and I thought about making him a pair to wear. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Mrs. Xu replied without raising her head while holding the soles of her shoes.

Yufen is the eldest daughter of Mrs. Xu, and Baocheng is her eldest son-in-law. Compared with the youngest daughter's family, who only came to greet them once during the New Year's Festival, Yufen and Baocheng walked closer to the middle-aged widowed Mrs. Xu.

"Jingjing of the Yufen family, now in high school, right?" Mom asked. Jingjing is Yufen's son, and he comes to live in Dage Village for a while every year, so his mother has some impressions.

"It's a sophomore year of high school. Jingjing is very well-behaved, but I heard his mother talk about a little object, and now this kid~" Mrs. Xu threaded the needle and talked about her grandson's gossip funny.

"Really?" Mom was a little skeptical.

"Well, isn't that? Mom said they secretly sent messages, and she saw them......" Mrs. Xu pursed her mouth and bit off the thread.

"Now children are smarter than we were then~" Mom said with a smile.

"It's also mature early~" Mrs. Xu also smiled, and after thinking about it, she made up for the sentence that her mother didn't say.

After chatting for a while, Mrs. Xu said goodbye and went home. Mom dragged her to eat here, but the old lady wanted to go home. Mom couldn't resist Mrs. Xu, so she had to let her go.

The days slipped by like water, and the weather slowly improved. I got bored at home, so I picked up my picture folder and went sketching. Endless fields with vines and grasses, abandoned and collapsed fences, and empty courtyards with locked gates...... Every old thing evokes my infinite reverie. I decided that before I left, I was going to leave all the things worth taking with me on my drawing paper. Whenever I think back to the old days, I take them out and take a good look at them.

In this way, time passes before you know it. During the day, I was so busy walking around the village that I didn't have time to think about anything else. When night fell, I had time to spare, and everything that had happened in the west came to me so much that I couldn't sleep.

Before you know it, it's almost halfway through November. It's been almost a month since I left Xilin. During this period, Lin Ye sent me a lot of messages on the Internet, but I didn't reply.

I didn't know what to say to him.

I'm confused. I don't know what I want, what he wants. My brain is a mess, and I can't think about it properly.

Would he be happy if he took a step back and gave up his idea for my sake? Am I going to be happy again? On the other hand, if I took a step back and agreed with him, would I be willing to leave everything behind and go with him to live a semi-secluded life in a completely unfamiliar township?

I do not know. I really don't know.

Sometimes things seem simple, but it's always a little bit of something that makes a final judgment.

I just kept drawing, painting like crazy. I look forward to filling my inner turmoil with busyness.

One day in mid-November, I was just about to go out when my mother stopped me: "Don't run away today, I'll go to Hua Ye's house for dinner in a while." ”

"Call me when you're leaving!"

"You girl. Don't run! After a while, no one was found. ”

"Where will I not find it?" I retorted, "Just call me!"

"Every time you draw, you are so engrossed that you won't answer the phone! Come back! Mom beckoned to me.

I had no choice but to put down my things and accompany my mother to wait for Hua Ye to call for dinner.

"You wash your hair, it's all oily and glued together~" I don't know how long it took, my mother, who was concentrating on watching TV, suddenly turned her head and said to me who was bored playing a game.

"Where is the oil! I just washed it yesterday! "I don't lift my head to defend myself.

"It's all smelly!" Mom leaned over, slapped her hands, and said with a disgusted face.

"Uh......" I can't believe it. How is it possible, is the hair I just washed yesterday good? But I still raised my hand to touch my hairline, then put my hand on the tip of my nose and sniffed it. Suddenly, the old face turned red with shame.

Sure enough, it was oily...... Ahem......

"It's an old girl, and I don't know how to pay attention to my image. As for you, you will definitely not be able to marry until you are forty......" My mother glanced at me with disdain, and did not hide the disgust on her face.

I blushed and hurried to wash my hair.

By the time I reappeared, Hua Ye's call had already come.

So, the family went to Hua Ye's house. Hua Ye's house is located at the west end of the village, surrounded by several families. I remember when I was a kid it was very lively, but now that a lot of people have moved away, it's a bit empty. Hua Ye's family is now the only one living there.

It was still the same clean yard as before, and there was still the wolf-leaved tree next to the yard, and next to the tree was a low toilet, which was separated from the main house by a dozen paces, and a large thick piece of bearded dill hung down on the top of the toilet. It all looked the same as it had been a decade or so ago, except for the striking white walls and the new red tiles on the roof. It seems that Hua Ye's house has been newly renovated.

Sure enough.

Widescreen LCD TVs, cream-white tiled interior walls, and light-filled concrete floors...... Everything is a joy to the heart. I can't help but think of the year when I went to Hua Ye's house, the dark and dreary house and the potholed ground were so different!

"Xiaocao is here~" Before I could recover from my surprise, the red-faced Hua Ye came in from outside the door.

"Hua Ye~" I didn't know what to say, so I smiled and said a simple hello.

Hua Ye nodded and strode towards the next room.

I sat there, looking around, when a cup of tea was suddenly handed to me. I looked up and couldn't help but be surprised: "Little uncle~"

The little uncle smiled and nodded, turned around and handed another cup of tea to his mother. He held the tea tray in his right hand, and when the left hand that handed the tea was retracted, only three fingers remained.

I know exactly why the other finger was missing. So he immediately looked down and concentrated on drinking tea.

At the bottom of the paper cup fell a thick layer of tea leaves, without leaves, all with bare hair tips. The tea is amber in color, slightly bitter and fragrant in the mouth. It is a good tea picked before and after Qingming. As I drank the tea, my heart couldn't help but churn.

Uncle found the little pillar? I wondered. Just as my eyes were wandering, there was a thump in a room, as if something had fallen to the ground.

After a while, the little uncle came running with an arrow step, and hurried towards a room on the left hand side of the entrance. It seems that the sound just now came from that room.

"Mom......" I was puzzled and was about to ask my mother for verification, but my mother shook her head and motioned me not to say more. I had no choice but to suppress the doubts in my heart and pretend that I hadn't heard anything.