The girl lying on the bed was still motionless, under the few scattered hairs on her forehead, the girl's long eyelashes could be seen trembling slightly from time to time, a handful of loose hair on the pillow was stuck together, the sound of weak and even breathing seemed to be nothing, and a spider on the roof was slowly spitting silk threads down from the beams......

There was a sudden knock on the door, and the sleeping girl seemed to be overwhelmed, and couldn't help frowning to show her dissatisfaction.

However, the knocking on the door did not stop because of the girl's frowning, and the girl's brows tightened, and she even made a dissatisfied mum-huh sound in protest.

I couldn't stand the knock on the door, Xie Shuyao finally opened her heavy eyelids, but her head was not fully awake, she was still half-asleep and half-awake, she tried not to let her heavy eyelids hang down, and the knock on the door outside kept knocking rhythmically, just like that, after a few seconds of chaos in her mind, Xie Shuyao slowly woke up, and slowly figured out who she was and what happened before.

At this time, the knocking on the door stopped, and a familiar voice suddenly came from the window: "Yaoyao, open the door, can my mother have a good talk with you?" ”

Xie Shuyao blinked her dry and sore eyes, looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a small hole in the window that had been pierced at some point, and a figure was lying by the window. Xie Shuyao was stunned, and after a while she realized that the figure outside the window was her mother, and the noise just now was made by her, thinking of this Xie Shuyao couldn't help but be a little angry, coupled with the humiliation she received yesterday, she snorted angrily and turned around, deliberately turning her back to the window and unwilling to take care of her mother.

"Yaoyao? You open the door, Mom doesn't know what you think now, Mom is willing to listen to you......"

Xie Shuyao, who was lying on his side, heard his mother's rambling like Tang Seng outside the window, and Xie Shuyao, who was extremely upset, suddenly pulled out the pillow under his head and smashed it towards the window, and at the same time roared angrily: "Are you fucking annoying!" Zhou Yiya, who was constantly persuading her daughter by the window, saw her daughter throw a pillow and hit her without warning, although she couldn't hit her through the window, she was still frightened by the sudden attack and screamed.

Hearing the screams of the people outside the window, the corners of Xie Shuyao's mouth rose slightly and snorted coldly, and the grievances that she had been suppressing in her heart seemed to be released a lot at once, turned around and lay down on the bed again, and whispered in her mouth: "See if you dare to bother me." ”

A kerosene lamp and a mirror on the table were unfortunately knocked over, and the pillow that had caused the accident escaped and hid under the chair after the accident. Near noon, Xie Shuyao, who was lying on the bed, also felt the increase in temperature, and there was some fine sweat on her body, wearing clothes that she didn't have time to change yesterday, Xie Shuyao lowered her head and smelled a faint smell of sweat emanating from her clothes, frowning and sniffing her clothes again, it was indeed emanating from her clothes, and she couldn't stand the smell of sweat on her body. Xie Shuyao rummaged in the suitcase, the wooden box where the summer clothes were placed was a mess, two cheongsams were thrown in a ball and thrown in the corner, a goose-yellow floral dress was lying neatly on the side, and other dresses and other clothes were scattered in the box, as if there had been a looting here. Looking at the messy clothes, Xie Shuyao couldn't help but frown a pair of eyebrows, these clothes were hurriedly packed and messed up the day before yesterday. Thinking that his suitcase still doesn't know where his mother put it, and the few clothes he can wear are in that suitcase, and now he has no choice, Xie Shuyao has no choice but to "choose the tallest one among the short" among these clothes, rummaging through, Xie Shuyao took out the goose-yellow floral dress, not because she likes this dress much, but because it is the only one in the box that is neatly stacked there, and the other clothes are wrinkled and really upset. Then he took out a silk vest and silk shorts from the underwear drawer.

Changed into clean clothes, Xie Shuyao found that her menstrual period was coming when she packed up the clothes she took off, and she counted the date with her fingers, and her days were indeed these days, she was a little upset and threw the sweaty clothes in the basin, turned around and opened the underwear drawer again and took out a white moon cloth and some yellowed cotton, and skillfully stuffed a lot of cotton into the moon cloth, Xie Shuyao hid in the corner again while dealing with her physiological problems, and at the same time was a little envious of the disposable aunt pads that the girls in later generations went to buy in the supermarket, She couldn't help but sigh that the person who invented the disposable aunt pad was really a genius, and thought about her few monthly cloths every day, and she had to wash them by hand every time she used them, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that her heart was very unbalanced......

After a short period of adaptation, Xie Shuyao walked to the window, looked out through the window and did not find the figure of the mother in the courtyard, after a different angle of observation, he found that there was indeed no mother in the empty courtyard, and he didn't know where the mother was hiding now. Slowly turning around from the window, twitching Qiong's nose and smelling a faint smell, he looked down and saw the kerosene lamp bottle on the desk falling sideways on the table, making the table full of kerosene, and the few books on the table were soaked in kerosene, Xie Shuyao frowned when he saw this scene. Xie Shuyao picked up a piece of white paper from the table, carefully wrapped the kerosene lamp bottle, and then straightened it up and placed it on the table. He carefully picked up the kerosene-soaked books and threw them on the ground, and spread a few pieces of straw paper on the table to absorb the oil.

Just as Xie Shuyao took out a few pieces of straw paper and put them on the table to deal with the oil stain, Xie Shuyao heard some movement in the courtyard, put down the straw paper in his hand, and quietly hid behind the window to look outside.

After a while, I saw my mother coming back from the direction of the gate with a big food box, and my mother put the food box on the stone table under the begonia tree, Xie Shuyao saw that the red lacquer food box was written on the word Dong'an, she naturally knew that this was the food box delivered by the nearby Dong'an Hotel, and this must be the mother who was lazy and didn't cook and called to order takeout. Watching her mother take out three dishes and one soup from the food box, Xie Shuyao subconsciously swallowed a somewhat dry throat, and just when Xie Shuyao stretched out her head to see what kind of dishes they were, she suddenly saw her mother turn her head to look in her direction, and she was so frightened that she subconsciously hid to the side.

After hiding, Xie Shuyao suddenly felt stupid, there was no reason for him to hide secretly, what if she saw it, why should he be afraid of her? But in the blink of an eye, she felt that she didn't need to pay attention to her mother, there was no need to deal with such an arrogant and unreasonable woman!

"Yaoyao, come out to eat." A mother's voice came from the courtyard.

Xie Shuyao, who had not eaten a drop of water since she woke up in the morning, was now empty in her stomach, and the hunger in her stomach began to remind her to eat, swallowed a few times of saliva, and her tongue, which had already become dry and rough, was a little uncomfortable in her mouth, Xie Shuyao secretly scolded herself for why she didn't eat more last night, turned around and went back to the bed to lie down, and then closed her eyes and wanted to forget the feeling of hunger in her stomach by sleeping.

In the courtyard, Zhou Yiya saw the figure in front of the window of the west wing flashing, she knew that her daughter was still angry and didn't want to come out, she sighed and turned around to the kitchen to take out the dishes and chopsticks to prepare for lunch.

Lying on the bed looking at the beam with her back facing up, she saw a spider hanging in the air trying to climb up along the spider silk, she suddenly got up and stood on the bed and waved her hand to tear off the spider silk above the spider, feeling the imperceptible spider silk on her hand, Xie Shuyao waved her hand slightly sticking to the spider silk, and the spider that climbed up along the spider silk under her hand also swayed, and the spider below: The spider seemed to realize the danger, and hurriedly kept spinning the silk to run down, and every time the spider was about to reach the ground, Xie Shuyao waved his hand again to cut off the spider silk. After playing with the spider a few times like this, Xie Shuyao suddenly thought of a question: The spider spit out such a long silk, won't its big belly become empty? At the same time, Xie Shuyao's stomach cried out "empty, empty" very cooperatively, as if to answer the question she was thinking in her heart.

The embarrassed Xie Shuyao had no choice but to let go of the poor spider, and as soon as the spider landed, he fled frantically, looking at the spider that was fleeing on the ground, Xie Shuyao thought that he was just like the spider just now, hanging on this spider silk that was tricked by history, you can see the direction but you can't get there, you may be trapped and die on this spider silk that can't go up or down for the rest of your life. After setting up the dishes and chopsticks, Zhou Yiya sat at the table and was stunned for a while, not knowing what she was thinking, and then got up and put a book on the rattan chair back into the study. After coming out of the study, Zhou Yiya came to her daughter's door again, this time she didn't knock on the door, and said directly to her daughter in the house: "I asked you if you can't go out to eat for the last time?" Let me remind you again that the last time you ran away from home, you locked yourself in the house for two days. ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Yiya paused, glanced at the food on the stone table in the courtyard, and then deliberately provoked her daughter and said: "Do you like to eat this meal, anyway, the last hungry person is not me; I'm happier if you don't come out to eat, and I don't want to look at other people's faces when I eat. ”

Xie Shuyao, who was in the house, heard her mother mention her attempt to run away from home in 1927, Xie Shuyao's face suddenly became gloomy, that time she was stupid enough to use a hunger strike to have a cold war with her mother, in fact, she did not succumb to hunger at that time, but she was too thirsty, it is said that people can live for seven days without eating, and they can only live for three days without drinking water, and she was thirsty for nearly two days. Thinking back to that time, her body was cold like in the South Pole for a while, and hot like being in the Flaming Mountain for a while, accompanied by a severe headache, recalling those feelings, Xie Shuyao couldn't help but shudder, she never wanted to experience it again, but now when she goes out, isn't it equivalent to bowing to her?

After Zhou Yiya finished speaking, she returned to the stone table and sat down, she picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of bamboo shoots from the plate without hurrying, the taste was salty and moderate, and her taste, after all, she was an old customer of Dong'an.

Although the dishes she ordered today were all new dishes and tasted good, she couldn't raise any appetite; I thought: Maybe I'm a little tired of eating their food all the time, thinking about which one else has better food, Nancheng himself knows that there are a few that are not bad, but it's too far away and I don't know if they will give it to them......

When Zhou Yiya was thinking about it, there was a squeak in the west wing, Zhou Yiya glanced at it lightly, and her daughter, who didn't care about it, pretended not to see it and continued to pick up a piece of meat with chopsticks.

Xie Shuyao finally got through the ideological work for herself, coming out to eat does not mean bowing your head, the meal is to be eaten, and this tone is also to be fought for! Xie Shuyao, who plucked up the courage to open the door, deliberately came to the stone table with a cold face, and at the same time secretly said in his heart: I must not lose in terms of momentum! You must not give her a good face! Be sure to stare at her fiercely for a moment!

But when she came to the table, she found that her mother had been pretending to be garlic and didn't even look at herself, and when she saw that there were no dishes and chopsticks on the table, she was even more angry that she wanted to hit someone, and asked herself to come out to eat and didn't even give the dishes and chopsticks, this old woman deliberately wanted to embarrass herself in front of her, didn't she?

She wanted to open her mouth and scold her a few words, but she knew that she had to hold back and not speak, because there was still a cold war between her and her.

Xie Shuyao had no choice but to snort coldly at her mother, who was still pretending to be eating, and had to run to the kitchen to get dishes and chopsticks.

After returning to the dining table with the dishes and chopsticks, Xie Shuyao didn't look at her mother, because she knew that her mother who pretended to be garlic would definitely not look at her, and she didn't need to pay attention to her.

She was going to ignore her mother's existence the whole time, and to ignore her presence for a long time afterward, which was the Cold War weapon she had thought of when she came out of the room—ignorance.

The mother and daughter finished the meal without incident, although it was in this very strange atmosphere......