The village road in disrepair is full of potholes, some big and some small, and when it rains, these pits become large and small quagmires, so that people passing by have to walk carefully, often stepping over or going around.

Ye Han frowned and looked at the dilapidated dirt road in front of her, and felt very puzzled in her heart: the town has been engaged in the construction of new countryside in the past two years, among which the village road repair is one of the key projects, and now most of the villages have been connected to cement roads, but in this village, she did not see the slightest trace of road construction.

Walking carefully step by step, Ye Han's arm with the dumb mother-in-law unconsciously tightened.

At this point, an hour has passed since the clash just now.

Seeing Ye Han driving away the two women, and seeing Ye Han's appearance after taking off the mask and the smile that made her forget the cold at the end of autumn, the dumb mother-in-law regarded Ye Han as a close person, she had to give Ye Han a basket of potatoes, Ye Han did not refuse, but thanked her with a sweet smile, which made the dumb mother-in-law even happier.

However, when Ye Han offered to drive her home, she refused to agree. Many elderly people are like this, especially reluctant to trouble others, and sometimes even refuse to help their own children.

Ye Han didn't force it, she lifted the basket, picked up the potatoes that the two women had dropped on the ground and scattered just now and put them in, and then poured them into the trunk of the car, and then, she carried the empty basket back to the dumb mother-in-law, and after holding her arm, she didn't let go, and had to walk to send her home.

The dumb mother-in-law looked at the pestering goblin who hugged her, and she was also very helpless, compared to the fragrance on the other party's body that made people feel comfortable at the bottom of her heart, she was very worried that the smell of the old man on her body would smoke Ye Han.

In the end, the mother-in-law couldn't resist Ye Han, so she let Ye Han send her home, and at this time, the special task bar showed that the task of finding the dumb mother-in-law had been completed, and the second ring task appeared: enter the home of the dumb mother-in-law.

At this time, the wind and rain have been much smaller, occasionally a strong gust of wind, from the side of the hill brought the sky of fallen leaves, whenever this time, Ye Han hugged his mother-in-law tighter, colorful leaves floated to the umbrella, fell into the puddle, fell to the side of the road, and even naughtily drilled under the umbrella, lying on the mother-in-law's shoulder, Ye Han gently brushed it away, as soon as he looked up, the small village was in sight.

My mother-in-law's house was on the side of the road, a small lonely courtyard, only half of the house was in the house, the other half had collapsed, the ruins had not been cleaned up, and the grass was overgrown. The collapsed side was propped up by a few long logs, and a few planks scrawled to it were considered walls, and the outside was pasted with red and blue striped nylon cloth, which rattled when the wind blew. The roof tiles were covered with grass, which was now withered and yellow, and lay dying in the wind and rain.

Ye Han couldn't imagine what kind of life her mother-in-law lived on weekdays, how many years she had lived such a life, and how did she survive this hardship?

Not far away, a thin middle-aged man was squatting under the eaves of his tiled house and smoking, his face was silent, his eyes glanced at the village road from time to time, and when he saw the figure of his mother-in-law, his eyes lit up, and he turned around and walked towards the house.

Ye Han walked into the courtyard with his mother-in-law in his arms, the small courtyard was empty, there was only a simple sink, and a faucet with a half-broken handle was installed on the sink, which was constantly seeping out at this time.

Opening the door, the mother-in-law led Ye Han in, she groped on the wall to find the lamp rope, and after a "click", a low-hanging small lamp turned on, emitting a faint yellow light.

To Ye Han's surprise, this half of the room was quite tidy, there were few things, but everything was neatly placed.

Half of the room is occupied by a single-burner stove, in the past, the stove was a must for every country house, people cooked and cooked all rely on it, the stove burns firewood, and the smoke produced by the combustion of firewood is discharged through the chimney on the roof, so as soon as the people who work outside the village see the smoke wafting in the village, they know that it is time to eat.

But now most of the villagers have built new houses and used gas stoves to burn gas, and stoves are rare.

There is a row of chopped firewood neatly piled next to the stove, and there is a low bench behind it, which is specially used to sit when lighting the fire and adding firewood, and a layer of firewood ash has accumulated in the stove hall, Ye Han remembers that when she was a child, she often simmered sweet potatoes and potatoes in the ashes of her hometown, and sometimes even simmered rice cakes and steamed buns.

There were only three things in the other half of the room: an old wooden bed, very low and narrow, barely enough to sleep a person, the bed was covered with a thin layer of quilts, the cloth sheets were washed white, a small cloth pillow was placed on the quilt, a shriveled quilt was neatly folded in the middle, and small holes that might have been burned through by Mars could be seen on the sheets.

In front of the bed is a set of low tables and chairs, very similar to a child's work desk, on which is placed a stack of small dishes, covered with a cover, and then there is a one-person high wooden cabinet, the paint is mottled, the upper level is two large cabinet doors, which are locked by an old-fashioned copper lock, and below are two rows of two rows of four drawers, and the paint on the drawer handle has fallen off most of it, revealing a black background.

Next to the cabinet is a pile of potatoes, as well as a pile of plastic bottles and cans of various colors placed upright, which are the main sources of livelihood for my mother-in-law.

The difficulties of life did not crush the old man, and the obsession in her heart made her live tenaciously, just like the weeds on the roof, which withered in winter, but the expectation of spring allowed it to preserve its last vitality in the roots, and as soon as spring arrived, it would be rejuvenated.

The mother-in-law asked Ye Han to sit down on the bed, then took out a green plastic-shelled hot water bottle from under the stove, and took out a white porcelain bowl from the stove, and washed it with hot water in the water bottle several times before pouring it full of water for Ye Han. Ye Han did not stop the old man from doing these things, some people may think that it is very undesirable to let the old man wash the dishes and pour water, but for the old man, this is a courtesy for her to treat guests, this is what she should do, and drinking the tea seriously is the greatest should and respect for her.

So Ye Han respectfully took the bowl of tea poured to her by her mother-in-law with both hands, put it to her mouth and took a sip, and then smiled sweetly, and in an instant, the room was full of light!

Just here, a man's soft cry sounded outside the courtyard: "Grandma, grandma." ”

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