Before dawn, Nanyan woke up.

After the divorce, her sleep quality plummeted, and the slightest movement could wake her up, and as soon as she woke up, no matter what time it was, she couldn't sleep again.

I picked up the phone on the bedside and looked at the time, and it was not even five o'clock.

She rolled over and closed her eyes, resisting the waking consciousness that was gradually dipping into her mind.

There was a rustling sound in the living room, and soon, the light came through the crack in the bedroom door, and soon it dimmed again.

The sound of water in the bathroom was very small and muffled, and when I heard it, the washer closed the door.

Then there was the sound of footsteps, very soft, slipping around the corners, all the way to the kitchen.

The faint light in the crack of the door was gone, and only the smell and sound remained.

Fine, light, the sound of metal colliding, the sound of flowing water, the sound of fire, the smell of fireworks, the aroma of food......

Decades are the same, the same people, the same actions, the same ...... Tireless.

Nan Yan's hand pressed the sheets, and she had a strong urge to take her mother to escape from this home, to escape from this house that had made her work all her life, made her cry, made her sad, and made her old and reluctant to leave behind.

That night, she lay on her mother's soft back and asked her mother to teach her how to survive such days.

Mom's answer was only one word, or it couldn't be called an answer, just a long, sad sigh.

Alas......

How to hold on.

Mom does it every year, does it every day, and is doing it now, and the trivial things without regrets are actually the answer.

People can't live as they want too freely, and they can't escape the pain they should bear and the responsibilities they should bear.

She eventually fell asleep.

When I woke up and looked at my watch, it was already past nine o'clock.

After getting up, I saw Song Xiuru carrying an environmentally friendly cloth bag and preparing to go to the supermarket to buy something, "Mom, you can't stay at home honestly for a day, your waist ......"

"It doesn't matter. I heard Lao Xu say that Hemei Supermarket is holding activities, and Jiang is only two yuan a catty, I'll go see if there are any more. Song Xiuru walked over to Nanyan as she spoke, raising her head and squinting at the red and swollen area on her face.

"This hot egg is much better, you can't get out if you don't look closely." She pointed to half of Nanyan's face.

Nan Yan touched her face and felt it, it was indeed much better.

"Where's the leprechaun?" Nanyan glanced at her brother's bedroom.

"It's time to work, morning shift. Oh, by the way, I cooked ears of corn in the pot, pancakes in the electric baking pan, porridge in a small pot, you remember to take them out and eat them. Song Xiuru confessed.

"Got it. Mom, I'm going to school at noon to pick up Beibei. Nanyan pushed open the bathroom door.

Today, Friday, the school is on holiday, and she plans to pick up her daughter from school.

"Go ahead, I just went to the supermarket to buy some fried chicken for Beibei, I've been in school for a week, and I should have been hungry for this a long time ago." Song Xiuru walked out.

"Mom, slow down, don't crowd with others when you check out!" Nanyan advised.

Song Xiuru waved her hand, opened the door and left.

After washing up, eating breakfast, and tidying up the bedroom again, the time was about the same.

The phone rang at this time, and she saw that it was a salad, and picked it up, "Done?" ”

She agreed with Salad yesterday to drive to school to pick up the kids, and Sala said that she had a meeting in the morning and would contact her after the break.

"I've driven out the gate, probably ...... 20 minutes to your house iron gate, you can come out then, I will wait for you in the car. Salad said.

"Okay, I'll see you later." Nanyan hung up the phone and threw it on the bed, opening the wardrobe and rummaging through the clothes.

There were a few ordinary women's clothes hanging in the old-fashioned wardrobe, and she took off a dress with flowers on a black background and compared it on her body.

This skirt is the most expensive, and when she accompanied Song Xiuru to the textile mall, Song Xiuru had to buy it for her.

The skirt is a middle-aged and elderly model, the fabric is average, the workmanship is rough, she rarely wears it after buying it, one is that it is inconvenient to work, and the other is that she really can't wear this kind of low-grade skirt.

Her skin is sensitive, and she only wears high-end fabrics in summer, or pure cotton, otherwise, as soon as the skin sweats, there will be a small rash of allergies, like prickly heat, and the itch is unbearable.

I guess it's fine to wear it for a while.

She glanced at the glare of the sun outside the window, and was about to put it on, when she saw a lump of oil on the corner of her skirt.

I don't know when I rubbed it on, but she didn't have any impression.

She took her skirt to the bathroom to see if she could wash it off with some dish soap, and as she passed her brother's room, she glanced inside.

Originally, it was just an unintentional action, but the pace slowed down, and finally, he simply stopped, turned around, and entered his brother's room.

The flat double bed that Song Xiuru helped them pack was spread flat with Jia Xiaohui's 'discounted skirt'.

At this moment, the cheap skirt in her hand compared to the skirt on the bed, it was simply a heaven and an underground, the difference was too great, and the cloud-like thing on the bed hooked her eyes like a magnet.

A thought popped through my head.

Immediately, she dismissed it.

She turned and walked outside, and when she reached the door, she stopped again, stood where she was for a few seconds, and then turned and walked back......

The high school holiday is a festival for students.

As soon as class ended, the students rushed to the back of the classroom, grabbed large bags and rushed out of the classroom, and went straight to the school gate.

Li Muzi pushed her white suitcase and urged Nanbei to go, "Let's go, Beibei, I'm dying of hunger." ”

Nanbei put the last book in his school bag, got up, avoided Gu Xidong, who was still bowing his head to do the question, walked to the back of the classroom, and grabbed the handle of her suitcase.

Inside are the dirty laundry that has been saved up this week, and it needs to be washed from the inside out.

Li Muzi's box will only be more exaggerated, in addition to dirty clothes, there are also a bunch of idol puppets that she ravaged to the point of insignificance.

"Hey, why didn't he come home?" Li Muzi curiously pointed to the classroom of class 20.

There was no one else in the classroom but him.

It's a holiday, he's not excited or anxious, and he's still bored there, should he say that he loves to study or ...... Sick.

Nanbei looked back, "I guess no one cares." ”

Li Muzi thought about it and nodded, "I guess it is." ”

"Let's go, my mom is waiting for us outside." Li Muzi pulled the north and south, and went downstairs while talking and laughing.

When I arrived at the agreed place outside the school gate, I didn't expect Nanyan to come too.

"Auntie is here!" Muzi excitedly pointed to Nanyan under the tree.

Nan Yan was wearing a long skirt with flowers on a blue background, chatting with a few parents she knew, and a woman pinched the skirt on Nan Yan's body and said while looking at it, Nan Yan smiled and lowered her head to say something.

The corners of the mouth tense in the north and south gradually relaxed.

"Mom-" Muzi called out the salad.

Sarah smiled, put her hands together, and faced Muzi, "Baby! ”

"Mom, I'm starving, what delicious food will you take us to eat in a while." Li Muzi is tired of being coquettish on the salad.

"Oh, my baby is hungry." Salad pinched her daughter's apple face, "You ask Beibei what you want to eat, let's go with Aunt Nanyan." ”

"Good!" Muzi threw the suitcase and schoolbag to Salad, and jumped in front of Nanbei, "Beibei, what do you want to eat, my mother is in for a treat!" ”

Nanbei looked at Nanyan.

Nanyan looked embarrassed, "Let's ...... Let's not go...... Your grandmother is waiting for you at home. ”

The north and south were silent.

Muzi stepped forward and grabbed Nanyan's arm, "Auntie, go, go, let's finally liberate, let's go eat steak!" Isn't Kitaku's favorite steak! ”

"I'm not going." Nanbei sank his face, turned around and walked towards the car on the side of the road.

Nan Yan frowned, and the fire in her heart arched one by one, and it overflowed to her throat, "Beibei!" ”

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Sala hurriedly grabbed Nanyan's arm, "You are really disappointed, don't you just have a meal, how much time can you delay!" I'll take care of it over there, Auntie, you hurry over and coax Beibei. ”

"I ......" Nanyan really has something unspeakable.

Salad pushed her, took out her mobile phone and called Song Xiuru.

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