Zhao Dazhuang's death not only caused the family to lose a pillar in the prime of life, but also lost all the family's savings. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao looked at Yan Xiaoqi's thin body, looked at her red and swollen hands, feet and knees, and her heart was as if it had been cut by a knife, it was bloody, and she was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

Zhao remembered that when his mother left, he nodded her head with his hand: "Fight for some energy, have a snack, there is no man, you still have a son and daughter, you see what your sister has been tossed by you these days, you are like this." ”

The rice jar at home has long been bottomed out, how did their life come during this time? Two months passed in a daze, but Zhao couldn't remember when Yan Xiaoqi reached out and asked her for money.

Thinking of the porridge and pickles of the day, her guilt was like an infinite flood that spread and swallowed her.

"Big baby," Zhao raised his feet and entered the house where his three sons lived: "Mother still has half a hanging money here, you take the second baby to the town to buy some rice and noodles and come back, and then buy some meat for your younger sister to come back and make up for it." ”

Zhao Feng took the bulging bag of copper coins, and his big eyes were like copper bells: "Mother, when my father was buried, didn't we spend all the money to buy land?" ”

"This is what your grandmother left before leaving, don't ask so much, while the sky is still bright, you and the second baby should go quickly."

Zhao urged his two sons to go out, but he kept calculating how to pay for the consultation. Lang Zhong, who lives in Lao Zhangtou's house, although he has not come to see Yan Xiaoqi again these days, but every day, the medicine is delivered on time and in quantity, and there is a lot of food.

Yan Xiaoqi walked on the ground for a while, and he was a little dizzy and weak, so he quickly climbed onto the kang to slow down, this body is really not angry now! She was a little depressed, she couldn't even walk a few steps, how could she find a way to help her family live a good life?

Although Zhao Dazhuang did not let the family go into debt before he died, he also took out the family funds, and her brothers, although they could not get married within three years, but, three years later, Zhao Feng was nineteen, and he was already an old leftover man in the village's family, and the marriage must not be delayed any longer.

In the past three years, how can we make a good life for our family? Yan Xiaoqi only felt that the wounds on her head began to hurt, and the feeling of sleepiness came up, and she fell asleep again in a daze.

Zhao Feng is a real farmer, and he followed the two Zhao Nian brothers to spend most of the money, and there was no place to put things on their backs, so they returned to the village before dark.

Millet was mixed with brown rice, and the family of four ate the first real steamed rice in months, and the fried dried radish also put a little oil and a few slices of pork.

Yan Xiaoqi bit the fat slices picked out by the Zhao family, grinned, and swallowed the pieces into his stomach one by one under the expectant eyes of the three elder brothers.

Although the effect of this tonic is not large, she gradually has the strength to eat well, and after half a month, she can walk on the ground for an hour without dizziness.

So, rushing over to deliver medicine in Yasuda, she put on the new cotton clothes that Zhao had made for her in the past month, and dragged him to the east of the village.

"This is it?" Standing outside the courtyard, Yan Xiaoqi looked around hesitantly, why did she remember that this was a vacant land before?

Thinking about Yasuda's fairy-like evaluation of that Uncle Yu, isn't there a fox coming out to talk about fasting?!

"Yes, that's it, let's go inside, you haven't been able to catch a cold yet, be careful not to catch a cold again." Yasuda pushed open the door and took her hand and walked inside.

Yan Xiaoqi looked at the small bench with some broken legs by the door, and then looked at the hoe and sickle standing by the courtyard wall, the familiar feeling became more and more obvious, until she entered the door and looked at the furnishings exactly the same as her home, she understood where the weirdness came from.

As soon as he raised his head and greeted the comer, Yan Xiaoqi was stunned for a moment.

The eaves of the adobe houses are a bit low, and the lighting in such houses is not very good.

Especially now, when the sun has set in the west, the room is gray, and the facial features on the faces of the visitors seem to merge with this light, and only the shining eyes have a strange look.

Why did she find these eyes so familiar?

Yan Xiaoqi tried hard to remember, but found that the depths of his memory were like being sealed invisibly, and it hurt badly if he touched it.

She squatted down with her head in her hands, beads of sweat rolling down her forehead.

The man walked over quickly, bent over and picked her up and placed her on the clay kang, pulled out her slender arm with his big hand, and put his slender fingers on his wrist.

The mortal body can't stand the immortal power is trouble, and the man complained in his heart for a while before he removed his fingers and patted and kneaded several key acupuncture points on Yan Xiaoqi's body.

The physical pain was relieved, and Yan Xiaoqi's tense body gradually eased, but the dense needle-like pain in his mind still hit in waves.

She covered her head in pain, and naturally and habitually got into the man's arms: "My head hurts, and it hurts a lot when I think about things." ”

Headache? The man's slender fingers rubbed her eyebrows, and then moved to other acupuncture points in a small circle, and it took a long time for the dense stinging pain to gradually dissipate.

The discomfort gradually disappeared, Yan Xiaoqi squinted, breathed a long sigh of relief, and happily rubbed in the man's arms again.

After rubbing happily for a long time, she realized that she seemed to have taken advantage of this life-saving benefactor, and she was not familiar with her!

Can you take advantage of others when you are cooked? Yan Xiaoqi refused to consider such an esoteric question.

She blushed, stiffened, and retreated from the man's arms under Yasuda's incredulous gaze.

Oh, my God! She didn't take off her shoes when she got on the kang, and she wanted to hit her head on the tofu.

"Thank you, thank you." Yan Xiaoqi had forgotten how many years she hadn't blushed, but she really wasn't blushing and heartbeat, it was purely embarrassing.

"It's just a matter of effort." The man stood up and straightened his crumpled shirt, but with a heavy thought on his face.

Yan Xiaoqi came over to thank her, and when she heard the man say this, she didn't be polite anymore, she grabbed Yasuda's wrist and ran out, even forgetting why the man's home was too similar to hers.

"Nuan Nuan, why did you get into Uncle Yu's arms, you have to hurt so much, I can also hold you." Yasuda's face was wrinkled like a pleated bun.

He is no longer a child who doesn't know anything, Nuan Nuan her, he is going to marry a daughter-in-law in the future, how can he get into the arms of the man next to him.

Yan Xiaoqi smiled and looked at Yasuda without that crampedness: "I just hurt too much, and I got into it by the way, you also know that my father is just gone, he looks like my father, I didn't pay attention, hehehe." ”

The two of them said this and walked away, someone who was regarded as a father by Yan Xiaoqi, and a trace of distortion flashed in the handsome peach blossom eyes standing in the room, and the question of being a father will be said slowly in the future.

But, their memories have been tampered with, what is going on?