After entering the door, Ling Li smelled the strong smell of wine. I sighed when I saw a few high-height liquors on the ground.

Uncle Jia Cheng loves to drink, and she knew it nine years ago. It is said that three meals a day are drunk, each meal is at least two taels of liquor, and at the gathering of relatives and friends during the New Year's holidays, it is said that Uncle Jia Cheng treats the liquor as white water.

It's just that this way of drinking is always not good for the body.

After half an hour of smoking in the thick smell of wine, the news they got was still the same as they had heard before.

Ling Jiacheng saw Ling Jiashu carrying the wine bottle to the grave, and knocked over the wine bottle halfway, but other than that, the two basically didn't even communicate.

Ling Li was disappointed for a while, and somewhat suspected that her perseverance was in the wrong place. Her time is not so precious, but Nan Zhiyi still has classes and projects, and she doesn't do anything at once but accompanies her around, and she doesn't know how many all-nighters it will take to pay off the debts.

and Zhong Zhuowen, who skipped class to witness the miracle......

After Ling Jiacheng finished speaking, he didn't know how many times he had explained the past, and looked at Ling Li helplessly: "Xiao Li, uncle knows that you are suffering, but he really can't help you." If I had known that I would meet your dad that day, if I had known that something had happened to your family that day, I would really, and I wouldn't have gone out. ”

He also had some drunkenness in his words, and he also complained with the intention of drinking, which was already very unceremoniously giving an eviction order.

Ling Li stood up with a wry smile, and was just about to say goodbye, when suddenly there was a noise at the door.

As the security door opened, a somewhat familiar face came into view.

It was a woman in her thirties, with a round face and big eyes, a somewhat collapsed nose, black hair that was very thick, her skin was quite white and tender, and only the freckles on her cheeks were a little conspicuous.

The more Ling Li looked at it, the more familiar it felt, and the woman was stunned when she saw her.

After a while, they saw each other's eyes with a look of sudden realization.

Ling Li tentatively shouted, "Sister Xiaoshuang? ”

Ling Shuang wiped the sweat from the corners of her forehead with the back of her hand, and the corners of her lips rose in response to her: "Second sister, do you want to stay for supper?" ”

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There was a noise in the kitchen, Ling Shuang was still busy, and the sweetness of the sugar water that gradually spread in the air went straight to people's noses and eyes.

There was a sound of snoring coming from the next room.

After the Ling family saw that Ling Shuang came back, they were even more impatient to greet Ling Li and them, so they simply dumped the person to Ling Shuang and went to sleep by themselves.

Ling Shuang was much more enthusiastic than Ling Jiacheng, so she didn't let Ling Li go, she had to sit for a while.

And she herself was busy making supper to greet guests.

Nan Zhiyi ate too much at night, and at this time he looked drowsy, and unexpectedly rejected his favorite dessert. Zhong Zhuowen had some expectation in her eyes, and she wanted to try it.

At dinner, she seemed to answer a long phone call, at least more than half an hour, resulting in not eating much for dinner, and I was afraid that she was hungry at this time.

Sure enough, as soon as the sweet potato syrup was served, Zhong Zhuowen started the mode of eating and eating without looking up.

Although Ling Li didn't have much appetite, the grilled fish was too spicy to make her stomach feel like fire, and now she had a mouthful of sweet things in her stomach, which was quite comfortable.

Ling Shuang turned to look at her, then at Zhong Zhuowen, and said with a smile: "This little girl seems to be like you back then, she loves sweet potatoes so much." Do you remember back then, with this sweet potato soup, you could eat one pot of sweet potato soup alone, and you didn't gain weight. ”

Ling Li was a little embarrassed: "Sister Shuang, what are you talking about here?" ”

Then he secretly glanced at Nan Zhiyi, for fear that he would make fun of her appetite again.

Nan Zhiyi had heard it a long time ago, but he let go of this opportunity to make fun of her, and laughed silently.

Ling Shuang noticed this detail and glanced at Nan Zhiyi with some surprise, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and a look of comfort in her eyes.

Ling Li saw her smile and didn't mean anything, and she couldn't open her mouth in embarrassment, for fear that Ling Shuang would say something that would make everyone even more embarrassed.

For example, asking Nan Zhiyi if he is her boyfriend or something.

Fortunately, Ling Shuang didn't continue, watching Zhong Zhuowen finish drinking the sweet soup in a few sips, and got up to add another bowl to her.

When she sat down next to Ling Li again, Ling Li noticed that something seemed wrong.

I haven't seen him for eight or nine years, Ling Shuang is also over thirty, and her body is a little fat, but the height of her lower abdomen is slightly raised, which seems to be not in harmony with her figure.

Ling Li realized something, looked at her abdomen, and asked, "Sister Shuang, are you ......?"

Ling Shuang looked down at her lower abdomen, her eyes were soft, and the smile on her face was extremely sweet: "Yes, it's been almost four months." ”

Ling Li was pleasantly surprised and did not forget to congratulate: "Congratulations, Sister Shuang." By the way, Sister Shuang, when did you get married? ”

Ling Shuang's expression froze, and a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes: "It's been a long time." By the way, Xiaoli, what have you been doing all these years? ”

Seeing that she obviously didn't want to mention her marriage, Ling Li didn't know what it had to do with it, so she kept her mouth shut.

She talked about her current work situation, and she was careful to avoid the cases that made a lot of noise back then.

Everyone knows about it, and bringing it up will only make each other sad.

Ling Shuang was obviously surprised by Ling Li's fact that she was a lawyer, and couldn't stop admiring it, making Ling Li more and more embarrassed.

After chatting for a while, Ling Shuang thought of the past, touched her lower abdomen and sighed: "Back then, we were all so young, we went down to the river together to touch crabs, dig snails and catch small white strips, oh yes, I often roast sweet potatoes for you to eat." You forgot? And your sister, she ...... that year"

She forgot to talk about Ling Ling for a while, and suddenly saw Ling Li in front of her, and immediately her voice stopped abruptly, a little sneering.

Ling Li was not uncomfortable.

Ling Shuang and Ling Ling are of the same age,

Unlike Ling Jiacheng, who rarely interacts with their family, Ling Shuang and Ling Ling were inseparable good friends back then.

is the same age, the same height, and they are all related to the surname Ling, so they are naturally more friendly.

At that time, in Ling'an Town Middle School, they were of the same grade, but Ling Ling's grades were much better, and she went to schools in Nanxi City for the high school entrance examination.

And Ling Shuang continued to study in high school in Ling'an Town, and when it came to the college entrance examination, she barely went to a junior college.

After that, it's the same life.

The proud daughter of the sky who is envied by others has already turned into white bones, and the ordinary one who stands out to everyone lives a peaceful life.

It's just that her life doesn't look so comfortable.

The living room was quiet, except for the sound of Zhong Zhuowen still drinking sugar water.

There was silence for a long time, and when Zhong Zhuowen finally finished eating, Ling Li stood up and said goodbye to Ling Shuang.

"Are you leaving?" Ling Shuang didn't leave them any longer, and stood up and brushed her somewhat messy bun.

They were about to send Ling Li and them out, Ling Shuang suddenly remembered something, grabbed Ling Li's hand and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get you something." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and went into the kitchen again.

After a loud noise, Ling Jiacheng appeared in the living room with sleepy eyes.

"Frosty, where's my spray? Did you buy it for me? "He's still a little drunk.

"The spray is in my bag." Ling Shuang agreed loudly, and seemed to be rummaging through the kitchen as well.

Wearing big pants and shirtless, he didn't care about outsiders at all, and he was rummaging around in the living room. Ling Li and Zhong Zhuowen both turned their faces away, but Nan Zhiyi's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had thought of something.

After a while, Ling Shuang finally came out, with a big plastic bag in his hand, which was full of green vegetables.

Ling Jiacheng hadn't found what he was looking for yet, and when he saw Ling Shuang coming out, he hurriedly asked, "Where is it?" ”

Ling Shuang had no choice but to take her bag, rummaged through it, and took it out, a little helpless: "It's all in the bag, come, give you medicine." ”

Ling Li watched Ling Shuang hand a long bottle of spray-like medicine to Ling Jiacheng, but she didn't care. Nan Zhiyi suddenly pointed in the direction of the medicine bottle: "What is that?" ”

Ling Shuang was stunned for a moment and replied, "Nano Silver Spray." ”

Nan Zhiyi turned his head to look at Ling Jiacheng: "You have an allergic nose?" ”

Ling Jiacheng touched his nose in a bit of a daze: "It's not allergies, it's rhinitis." ”

Zhong Zhuowen seemed to think of something, and before Nan Zhiyi could ask, she hurriedly asked, "How many years is the medical history?" ”

"It's been more than ten years, and it's hard to endure when the seasons change." Ling Shuang sighed and replied.

Ling Jiacheng got something, sat on the sofa and squirted violently, and after spraying, he leaned his head back on the back of the chair, and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Ling Li realized it later, and turned her head to look at the two people behind her: "What's wrong?" What is this for? ”

Nan Zhiyi and Zhong Zhuowen glanced at each other and said nothing.

Ling Shuang put down her bag at this time and wiped her sweat, and had already come over, carrying the cabbage in her hand: "Sister Shuang doesn't have anything good here, this is the tip of the house, I grew it on the roof, I haven't taken any medicine, you can take it back and eat it." ”

Ling Li just wanted to excuse herself, but when she thought of her kindness, she still took it after thanking her.

"It's fresh, it's not my boasting, it's no different from what I used to grow in the countryside." Ling Shuang said while holding her somewhat loose hair.

She took Ling Li's hand again: "In the year of the accident, I also said that I roasted sweet potatoes for you and your sister, but the result was ......."

After all, he still mentioned his childhood friend, Ling Shuang's eyes darkened, sighed slightly, and was a little relieved: "You are becoming more and more like Xiaoling, your sister told me before she left that year, if she is not there, let me take care of you." Sister Shuang hasn't had the heart to take care of you over the years, but now that we can meet again, we will often come and go in the future. ”

Ling Li's thoughts were rolling, and Ling Ling's pale and thin face appeared in his mind.

Because of that turmoil, there are not many friends who are willing to continue to associate with Ling Ling, and the kind-hearted Ling Shuang is one of them. And Ling Ling's last words were the same, indicating that her relationship with Ling Shuang was indeed different.

"Did my sister come to you three days before the accident?" Ling Li still asked.

Ling Shuang nodded: "Yes, I said a lot of things that will not be there in the future, I laughed at her at the time for thinking nonsense, but now that I think about it, she seems to know what is going to happen, it is really a prophecy." ”

Ling Li choked in panic and lowered her head, easily holding back the tears that were about to come out.

"She still feels the most sorry for you, she was so thin at that time, and she can't forget that you like to eat roasted sweet potatoes, and she came to my hometown to get some sweet potatoes from that year, and said that roasted sweet potatoes are for you to eat. It's a pity that the sand by the river was flooded, not to mention, suddenly I don't know where a lot of mice came, and the sweet potato seedlings that were not flooded were also gnawed to pieces, which is really annoying, let your sister run for nothing. ”

Hearing the mouse, Ling Li was stunned for a moment, and suddenly grabbed her hand: "Mouse? What rats? ”

"Have you forgotten?" Ling Shuang saw her nervous appearance, and didn't ask much, and hurriedly said, "Isn't it the catastrophic flood that happened to your family that year?" ”

Accidentally mentioning that incident again, Ling Shuang stopped her mouth a little embarrassed, and forced the corners of her mouth to smile.

Ling Li's attention was all on the mouse, and her voice trembled a little: "I don't remember, can you tell me more?" ”

She paused, extremely serious: "Sister Shuang, you know everything you tell me, this is very important. ”