After paying, the car of the master of the motorcycle "whirred" and went far away. Cen Yutong stood outside his door for a moment before taking out the key to open the door. A large bunch of keys weighed heavily, and she picked out the right two from them, her hands trembling slightly.

She also didn't understand why she had skewered the keys to Iwajo's house with the keys that Haicheng commonly used. No, it should be said, she never seemed to think about taking it off. Isn't it good to come back very rarely, and put it alone somewhere else to reduce the daily weight?

The home is a two-story old bungalow, dozens of square meters, downstairs is the hall, kitchen, bathroom, upstairs is a bedroom for her and her mother, plus a small balcony.

They moved here after she graduated from junior high school. In fact, she rarely lived at home for nearly ten years from high school to college to work, and lived on campus for four years in high school, let alone after going to college and working in Haicheng.

Open the door and go in, everything is still like before, the evergreen she raised in the past is still well kept in the water bottle, and she didn't see much long leaves, but the green vitality is very vigorous; On the cabinet in the hall was the ugly little handiwork she had made when she was a child, and her mother had put it out once, and she put it away alive, threatening that if she put it out again, she would throw away all these ugly things before her mother gave up, but now, she didn't live in the house, and of course these gadgets were in her mother's hands......

Cen Yutong put down his luggage, walked over and touched those small things, they were clean and clean, and they were not dirty because of age. At noon, my mother was still hanging bottles in the hospital last night, and now it is not good to stay at home and rest. Where did this go?

The door lock rang, Cen Yutong was stunned, and hurriedly walked to the door. Exactly then, I met my mother. I haven't seen her for a long time, and my mother is getting older and older, and half of her hair is gray and white, which should be the relationship between last night and not resting well, and her eye sockets are deep-set, and she is black.

At first glance, I saw Cen Yutong. She was startled, and the long broom in her hand fell to the ground, as if she couldn't believe her eyes. I couldn't speak for a long time.

Cen Yutong smiled reluctantly: "I'm back." She stepped forward and bent down to pick up the long broom that her mother had dropped. Suddenly, she found her head in her mother's arms, and she rubbed her hair. Her fingers gently stroked her face.

Her hands were a little rough. She touched her eyes, the red and swollen eyes that she had cried all night; She stroked her cheeks from the corners of her eyes, as if to wipe away the tears that were no longer there.

Mother's hands were very cold, but being rubbed by her was a kind of warmth that had not been seen for a long time.

They hadn't been this close in over a decade, no, maybe longer. It's just that no matter before, she couldn't live away from her mother. That's why I "endured", but what's going on now?

Stress and grievances for a long time. Is it so fragile for her?

Or did she grow up and what she encountered made her see what she longed for?

Cen Yutong grabbed his mother with his backhand, stood up and said, "Alas, you made my legs and waist very sore." ”

As soon as she stood up, she saw that there were more gray hairs on her mother's head, she was a little sad, and said, "Aunt Li called me last night, you are really, I don't know if I don't take care of my body better, will it drag me down in the future?" ”

The mother turned her head away, as if she was secretly wiping her tears, Cen Yutong pretended not to know, and said, "What are you doing to buy this broom?" Don't have it at home? ”

Mother said, "Today is the twenty-fourth day of the lunar calendar, and I want to remove the dust." There is really no such thing at home, I thought ......" She didn't say anything, but Cen Yutong understood.

Sure enough, it's a mother and daughter, with a very hard mouth. She didn't show enthusiasm to go home, so her mother deliberately pretended to be light. She hadn't told her that she was coming back for the Spring Festival, and her mother didn't ask.

"Dust removal" is the custom of Iwaki City, and every household has to send the stove god and dust removal a year ago. It must be cleaned inside and out, especially the corners of the roof, which are covered with filth and filth, and on the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, even if it is ritually, it must be turned out to be washed, brushed, and sunburned.

It's just that if Cen Yutong didn't go home for the New Year, her mother wouldn't have to dust off with great fanfare, just mean it, anyway, it's a person to celebrate the festival, and she doesn't need to be so particular - now her mother went to buy a long broom for sweeping the roof, is it idle or is she looking forward to her maybe coming back? Cen Yutong was astringent in his heart, picked up the long broom and said, "Wait for me, I'm starving, do you have anything to eat?" ”

The mother was a little flustered: "I didn't know you were coming back, I didn't prepare, let's go to the street to eat, right?" ”

Cen Yutong flattened his mouth: "Don't." I'm tired of eating outside all day. What are you going to eat if I don't come back? Add a little bit of mine. She said and walked to the kitchen, saw that there was nothing on the stove, turned around and opened the refrigerator to see, and sure enough, she saw a crisper box with noodles inside, which looked like yesterday.

She was about to take out the noodles, but her mother rushed over to get them: "You go and clean up, and I'll cook another one for you." ”

Cen Yutong blocked his mother aside with his hand: "Okay, you go cook, but I'm hungry, I'll eat this box first." ”

Mother said: "Xiaoyu, this is not delicious, don't eat it, I'll ...... it."

Cen Yutong went to adjust the microwave oven with an expressionless face, and said, "I am much better at digesting nitrite than you. Besides, I'm really hungry. ”

The mother was helpless: "Then you eat two bites to be hungry, and then eat freshly cooked, I will go to the corner to buy a few sea mussels to adjust the taste of the soup, soon." ”

Cen Yutong responded: "I know, go quickly, I don't want to starve to death yet." Mother was busy, and she could see that she was quite happy, and her steps became much lighter.

Cen Yutong held the box of noodles, wanted to pour it out, but in the end he didn't pour it, and after putting it in the microwave to heat it up, he took two bites. Of course, the noodles are all paste, and there are not many ingredients, but it really tastes like a mother......

Her tears were almost falling, and she didn't know why she was so vulnerable.

This damn fragile! She remembers the last time she called her mother was months ago. What was she doing that day, that day? By the way, I was interviewing the Futong Gang to ask for salary...... That day, Xia Musheng told her that he and Xu Ruoyin were brother and sister, and she vaguely guessed that their childhood experience was not very good.

Because of that, because he said that "worse than miserable will not make things better", she suddenly wanted to call her mother and wanted to face up to her relationship with her......

Hell, I obviously want to stay away from him, how do you go around and go back to him?

But I can still taste my mother's taste, and I am happier than you in any way! (To be continued......)