The ruined windows of the burrow, the night breeze is cold.

The large long strip is divided into two by a small curtain.

Shilang leaned on the other half alone, Luo Qi and Jia's slept on the other half, Jia's dominated most of it, Luo Qi leaned against the window, the cold wind didn't count into the thin quilt, lying on her side with half of her body already stiffened, so cold that her calves twitched three times, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Now, after three months of recuperation, Luo Qi has finally recovered, avoiding people as much as possible to observe the people and things around him.

Their official inspection (household registration) is fake, although the surname is still Zhao, but it has become a combination of orphans and widows, when the family Zhao Moumou, gave birth to an extremely tragic disease and died, the description is very detailed, Luo Qi feels that this is Jia's curse Zhao Guanglian again, and then debts, selling houses and land, their mother is a typical tragic character in the middle of the family.

However, when Li Zheng came to verify the public inspection, he also brought the lease deed, Luo Qi saw that the ownership of this house belonged to the Zhao family, the Zhao family who drove them out, she couldn't forget the fierce voice she heard in the haze when she first came, and the old lady Zhao who was going to beat them to death if they had any more contacts, why can she still live in the Zhao family's real estate now?

There are many questions in my heart, but there is nowhere to explore.

Shiro couldn't go to school for a while, and he talked to Luo Qi most of the time, and his sister has been indifferent to everyone since she was sick, and rarely spoke again, she must be the same as him, thinking that Aya and her grandmother ......

"Sister, you still have Shiro and his mother."

Luo Qi could only sigh every time, childish and innocent.

Jia is extremely selfish, although he seems to value his only son very much, but in fact, the formality is completely a person who only has himself in his heart, and now he is not as urgent as when he first moved in to return to the Zhao family, probably related to the middle-aged man with a wisp of jaw beard, she heard Jia call him Master Liu.

It can be seen that the Jia family trusts Master Liu very much.

Although she tried her best to imitate Zhao Qiluo's silent and depressed appearance, but Jia's family, who was together every day, often looked at her suspiciously, and occasionally suddenly talked about what happened when she was a child, some Luo Qi had seen it from Zhao Qiluo's memory, which was obviously inconsistent with the facts, "My mother remembered it again, I had my ninth birthday in March that year, and the face was not the old lady's reward for Cui's mother in the big kitchen to make it for me, Cui's mother had a good heart, and made it for me every year, but unfortunately, my husband was gone three years ago, so I didn't work in Zhao's house." ”

"Really? Maybe I'm mistaken. ”

But Master Liu's only one sentence reassured Jia's heart, "It's common for people to have some changes in their personality when they change dramatically, I see that today's temperament is starting to look a little like that Zhao Guanglian, isn't it good?" ”

Jia Shi looked at him, and then his eyes lit up, "Yes." ”

Luo Qi didn't miss the mockery that flashed in Master Liu's eyes, Jia's family, Jia's family, you have a long heart.

The result of Jia's peace of mind is that he simply doesn't even cook, sleeps until three poles a day, and then goes out to play around to spend his days, probably in front of Shilang, it is really hard to pretend to be a loving mother every day.

The morning drum is beginning to sound, and the sky is slightly bright.

The courtyards of the households in the well alleys had already been lit up, Luo Qi got up sleepily and prepared breakfast, the movement was a little louder, Jia Shi turned over and muttered in a low voice, "Be a dead little woman." ”

Playing water and clean face, the poor family does not even have a mirror, she can only see from the shadow on the water, vaguely, the appearance is only a little similar, the girl in the water is picturesque, much more beautiful than her modern pattern of foggy eyebrows, the eyes smile bent like moon teeth, but with her, although the face is still a little immature, the chin is pointy but already has the shyness of the daughter's family, but in the heart of the eyebrows, probably the light lines formed by the frowning eyebrows all the year round, shallow, revealing a depressed color.

No wonder the doctor said that she was depressed and injured and needed to be recuperated slowly.

The sound of Huo Huo's knife sharpening came from the house in the east neighborhood, which made people feel uncomfortable seeping through the cracks in the bones.

There is a butcher living there, surnamed Liu, the couple are both big shoulders and round waists, speak rough and atmospheric, the sound of grinding knives every morning makes Luo Qi's brain hurt, and there are three little devils in the mixed world who eat fat heads and big ears, it is a relatively wealthy family in the well alley, no wonder the earthen wall of the house is solid and repaired more than two meters, but unfortunately, it blocks the sight, and can't stop the fishy smell of rolling sheep everywhere.

A bean-sized lamp was lit under the eaves of a house in the west, and a woman of about forty years old sat quietly by the lamp weaving bamboo strips, and a wisp often fell from her ears, so that she habitually pulled it, and her simple face shone with gentle light under the candlelight, and she was not like a poor family.

I don't know what the woman's surname is, her husband's surname is He, outsiders call her He, she always speaks softly and slowly, she lives widowed with her son in her twenties, the highest part of the low wall separated by the two families is only one and a half meters high, and the lowest part is only one meter high, the potholes are overgrown with weeds, Luo Qi can see the whole courtyard of her family in the yard, simple but well-organized, very clean.

"Qi Niang is up."

He Shi looked up and saw a little lady looking at her quietly, not only smiled slightly and said hello.

This is also a poor family, orphans and widows live together, the mother is unreliable, the younger brother is young, I heard that I was injured when I first moved here, and I can't even give birth to a delicate lady, which reminds her of the dusty past in her heart, which really makes people feel pity.

"Aunt He, morning."

Luo Qi hurriedly returned the gift, He was kind and patient, and taught her many things in life.

It's a pity that the burden of life on her body is heavy, she gets up every day before dawn to weave bamboo strips in the yard, not to mention, her son still doesn't appreciate it at all, and he doesn't help, he is as cold as a stone, looking at the back is a little weak, I heard that he was originally a scholar, but I don't know why he gave up his studies, and made a living by selling bamboo baskets and baskets made by Aunt He with bamboo strips, never took the initiative to talk to people, and was cold, Luo Qi's impression of him so far is a big hat and a rebellious chin.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, He's really pitiful.

The two daughters pity each other in their hearts, and it's not too early, so they cook their own pots.

Luo Qi clumsily lit the fire, but the firewood that Shiro picked up was a little wet, and she couldn't light it for a long time, not to mention that she was so smoked by the black smoke that she coughed.

"Qi Niang, Qi Niang."

"Huh? cough cough ......"

"I still have some dry firewood here, you can use it first."

"Ahem, ahem...... Thank you...... Thank you, cough, ......cough,

He handed a handful of firewood from the wall.

"That's enough, that's enough, Aunt He, thank you."

"Wait," He called Luo Qi, who was about to leave, picked up firewood, took out a clean handkerchief from his arms, and gently wiped a piece of black ash from her face, "Okay, the little lady has to be beautiful." ”

Luo Qi was stunned, and suddenly felt a little sour, but he also smiled at He sincerely.

There is little rice and no vegetables at home, even if she has a good dish, it is difficult to cook without rice, so she can only make the simplest porridge and rice.

In the house, the Jia family was still asleep, and Luo Qi looked at the sky full of sunrise, and only felt tired.

Juro came out of the house and asked her quietly, "What is my sister thinking?" ”

"It's nothing, I just lost my mind for a while when I saw the clouds, and I remembered a sentence I read in the old years: If I want to find spring, I want to go to the morning glow without a fixed place, and it can be more urging flowers and rain."

There was a cold man's voice next door, "Moaning without illness." ”

Shiro only thought it sounded good, but he couldn't remember that he had learned, and he was confused, so when he heard the voice of his sister next door who was scorning, he hurriedly retorted, "A gentleman doesn't listen to the words of the wall, don't speak badly and hurt people, don't ......"

With a bang, there was a sound of the door closing next door, and Shiro choked up and muttered dissatisfiedly, "It's not a true gentleman." ”

Luo Qi smiled and touched Shiro's head, "Wash your hands and eat." ”