"Then mother, I'll go out first, and the medicine will be placed next to the bed for you, and you can reach out and get it."

"You have to be careful when you go down the mountain alone! If you encounter any danger, don't hold on, just run. ”

"Mother, don't worry about recuperating at home, I'm not a child anymore."

Ritsuko picked up the basket on the side of the door and gently closed it, keeping all the mother's worries about her child in the room.

The weather has slowly warmed up after the year, and the snow on the branches has begun to melt, dripping on the mud that has turned into a waterfront.

The peach blossom tree in the corner also seems to have pulled out new shoots.

Even though the wind blows on the face, it still hurts a little, but compared to the wind and snow some time ago, it is indeed warmer.

The basket was full of white rice cakes that Mrs. Nangong had made a few days ago, heavy, and the shoulders of the bamboo slices were so painful that the shoulders of the children were screaming.

"Did my mother carry such a heavy basket to the town to sell rice cakes before......

Ritsuko half-crouched down against the low wall, and cautiously took a step towards the slippery-looking stone steps, only for a moment the weight on her back began to pull her backwards.

This is the place where Mrs. Nangong accidentally broke her leg a few days ago, because she was in a hurry to go down the mountain, she accidentally stepped on the air, and rolled down several steps before she grabbed a small sapling and stopped.

It's just that this right leg is completely unconscious. If Ritsuko hadn't listened to some unfamiliar voices in the back room and called Wen Jinnian to carry her back together, this lady would probably have to stay at night with the rice cakes that were scattered all over the ground and almost melted into a white rice cake with the snow, so that Ritsuko would find something strange.

Ritsuko simply put the basket on the ground first, and she stood on the stone steps and rubbed her sore shoulders while leaning against the low wall.

The wooden fence outside Wen Jinnian's yard was more than half a body taller than Ritsuko's, and although some of it was obscured by the miscellaneous objects on the other side of the fence, she could still see his closed door through the gap between them. And the faint sound of reading from the room.

He ...... today Don't come to the yard anymore?

Ritsuko was slightly disappointed and picked up the basket again, letting the bamboo piece pick another part of the shoulder. Leaning against the low wall, I took one last look inside, and the doors and windows were still closed.

"Let's wait until we get back and knock on his door."

Ritsuko sighed lightly, holding the basket in her other hand, vigilantly walking down the hill with her feet in her next step.

……

"Yo, isn't this the little girl of the Nangong family? It's getting more and more symbolic, why are you selling rice cakes today? Where's your mother? ”

Looking for the sound, I saw a somewhat bloated woman walking out of the small shop with cat steps, her face was painted with strong makeup, as if a layer of white powder would fall off when she took a step, a red and green cheongsam, and then a black mink coat, pinched into an orchid-like finger carrying a handkerchief, and from time to time to shake it a few times.

"My mother broke her foot and couldn't move, so I came to the town to sell rice cakes for her." Ritsuko found an open space on the street, put the basket down, and stood and moved her shoulders.

"It's really filial, it just so happens that my doll is clamoring to cook rice cakes to eat, and I met you again today, wrap a few for me."

Whether it was the uncle who sold vegetables or the man who chopped pork next door, the grandma who sold sugar gourds on the street or the uncle who pushed a cart and sold cakes, they all gathered around after hearing the woman's loud voice.

"It's still the best rice cake made by Mrs. Nangong!"

"Little doll, also wrap a few for the old man to taste?"

"It can be regarded as waiting for the rice cakes of the Nangong family, and other people's families are not as soft and glutinous as here."

The basket in front of Ritsuko quickly bottomed out, and even the last one left was taken away by the owner of the teahouse.

She counted the silver she had exchanged, which should be enough to bring some medicine back to her mother.

"Doctor, I'm here to get medicine for my mother."

The head of the medicine shop was an old man with dark eyes and skin, and after seeing Ritsuko approaching with a basket on his back, he put down the golden abacus he was fiddling with and stood up tremblingly.

"Is your mother in good spirits now?"

"Thanks to you, my mother is much better."

"Mrs. Nangong's leg has just been picked up, you have to keep an eye on her, don't let her get out of bed."

"Okay, I see." Ritsuko took the medicinal herbs that the old man had already wrapped, and put all the silver on the side of the abacus, "Doctor, I'll go back first." ”

"Go ahead, go ahead, don't let your mother wait alone for a long time." The old man of the herb shop also walked out behind Ritsuko, picked up the basket full of medicinal herbs that was hanging outside, trembled, and walked back to the herb shop one high and one low, "This day, I'm afraid it's going to change!" ”

Ritsuko stopped outside the herb shop, put the medicine bag into the basket, and looked at the sky at Xueling.

The dark clouds began to press down at some point, as if they were about to completely engulf the top of the mountain in the next moment.

Some...... I'm going to be out of breath.