Although An Ning sat quietly on the back seat of the bicycle, she was very careful to observe this road all the way, starting from where to turn and entering from that alley. Fortunately, there are not many small roads on this road, only along a big road to Anmao Village, only after entering Anmao Village, she began to walk through the alley, and finally arrived at her mother's house.

This era was the early era of reform and opening up, and the development of rural areas was not strong, and the roads in the villages were all dirt roads, even the big roads they took. Don't look at the usual walk, it's okay to walk, but when it rains, the road is muddy and can't be crossed. Occasionally, a tractor passes by, and it's so dusty that you can't breathe.

Even though it usually seems smoother, there are some potholes, and along the way, An Ning sat on the back seat of the iron bicycle, and the bumps made her legs start to go numb, and when she got off the bike, she was almost unable to stand.

Liu Guodong helped her and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, it's just that my legs are numb." An Ning looked at Liu Guodong and responded, and then gently shook his legs, letting the numbness gradually subside.

Feeling much better, she stepped forward to pick up Yaya from the bicycle, and Liu Guodong pushed the bicycle into the gate.

The house is quiet, and I don't know what people are doing. Liu Guodong supported a bicycle next to him, and An Ning stood in the patio with Yaya in his arms, and inspected the courtyard, where the house was built with a brick house. It is much better than those adobe houses, and the yard is also cleaned up, and the spaciousness is several times better than that of Liu Guodong's house.

Someone heard the voice and stood in the doorway and looked into the patio. An Ning saw that it was a middle-aged woman, with a kind face, a thin figure, long hair, and a ponytail tied at the back, and when she saw An Ning's family, a smile appeared on her face. Before she could speak, she heard Liu Guodong speak.

"Mom!"

An Ning instantly understood that this person was her mother here, that is, the biological mother of the original owner. An Ning also hugged Yaya and hurriedly stepped forward, looked at her happily and shouted, "Mom! ”

"Hey!" Her mother's name is Bai Yunxia, and she is very happy to see her favorite daughter come back. When An Ning stepped forward, she hurriedly took the maid over and kissed her on the cheek: "Ouch, our little baby is here!" I miss my grandmother. ”

An Ning looked in from the door, this house was originally a granary, and there were many bags of wheat piled up in it, which should be the grain left after the family delivered the public grain. Farmers generally store their grain and go to the noodle shop to exchange some noodles and flour for practical things.

The room is not small, and there is an old-fashioned spinning wheel in the open space in the middle, if this thing is placed in the postmodern era, An Ning has never seen it in real life, and even if it has been seen on TV. Next to the spinning wheel sat an old lady with gray hair, and on the ground lay a puff dust, the kind of cushion made of straw. Hearing the shouts of peace, she staggered up from the ground.

The old man looked very strong, with gray hair and a bun tied in the back of his head. The feet are the kind of small feet wrapped in the old society, and the shoes on the feet are also the kind of cloth shoes with pointed heads.

This is Tranquility's grandmother. Everything in the family is partial to tranquility, and has a considerable relationship with this old lady.

The old lady is the old social ideology, and the fight has actually been patriarchal from the beginning. At that time, when the eldest granddaughter An Jie was born, she was so unhappy in her heart that she didn't even look at it, let alone in the future, she didn't want to take this child.

Later, An Ning was born, and the old lady saw that she was a granddaughter, and she was also unhappy at that time. But An Ning's little mouth is sweet, and a lot of nice words coax grandma to rejoice. She is not like An Jie, grandma doesn't like it, so she doesn't come close.

Family planning has been extremely strict in recent years, and the old lady knows that the family can't look forward to her grandson, and she feels that the two granddaughters have a sweet and tight mouth, which is particularly likable, so she gives all her love to An Ning.

An Ning watched the old lady get up, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her: "Grandma, be careful." ”

"You said that you bear child, how long has it been since you came home, you have to wait for grandma to die and then come home to see me!" Although the old lady said complaining words on her mouth, there was an unconcealed smile on her face.

"Grandma, look at what you say, I don't like to hear it, it's too unlucky." An Ning looked at her grandmother's kind face and said with disgust: "Didn't you pass the wheat some time ago?" I'm busy at home, won't I come home as soon as I'm done? ”

The old lady listened to An Ning's words, and her heart was happy, so she clapped her hand and said to her: "If you still have this home in your heart, let's go to the house." ”

An Ning looked back, there was still some fine threads wound on the spinning wheel, and at the other end was half of the cloth that had been weaved, and the green of the flowers was not bright.

"Grandma, what are you weaving for?" An Ning looked at the old lady and asked.

"Isn't Anjie going to have a second child? I knit some cloth for the children and make some little mattresses. The smile on the corner of the old lady's mouth has never disappeared, although she has not liked Anjie very much for a long time, but she still bears the responsibility for her. An Ning thought in her heart, maybe it was because the old lady didn't like it for a long time, and slowly developed a habit. In addition, An Ning always complained to her sister later, and her grandmother was not very close to her. But descendants are descendants after all, and they are all blood relatives.

An Ning is not like the author's An Ning, she is an only child in the postmodern era, and she knows the loneliness of being an only child. Now she has an older sister, and she must get along with her.

"My sister, she's pregnant with her second child?" An Ning asked in surprise.

"It's been almost four months, and you haven't been home in this time, and I don't know." Bai Yunxia looked back at An Ning and responded.

"Oops! That's great. An Ning happily responded: "Then is my sister still working now?" Take my sister home and stay for the day! ”

The old lady looked at An Ning a little strangely, in the past, this girl was the most dismissive of her sister, but why is she suddenly so close to her sister now? Usually when she was at home, she never took the initiative to say a word to her sister, and when An Jie told her, she impatiently responded to it.

Now not only did he take the initiative to ask for An Jie to be brought back, but he was not happy about her pregnancy. Is there something wrong with this girl's head? The old lady thought so, and reached out to test her forehead, her brow slightly furrowed, and she was extremely puzzled.

An Ning also frowned, looked at the old lady puzzled, and said, "What are you doing!" Grandmother. ”

"Why doesn't you feel right, don't you be the least rare sister on weekdays?" The old lady also asked very puzzled.