As she hesitated, Zou's old, hoarse voice hid in the darkness and sounded, she half leaned and half lay at the head of the bed, and opened her hazy eyes slowly, trying to raise her eyes to see through the white gauze tent the white light shining in from the hall at the end of the bed and the people standing against the backlight.

"It's me, mother-in-law."

Yan Mei subconsciously replied, her body did not move, obviously a little surprised.

"Who? Who's in? You get closer, and your mother-in-law can't see clearly. ”

Zou didn't hear clearly, she stared at it for a while, dizzy, and looked more and more difficult, and couldn't help but say blankly.

"Well, good. Wait a minute, mother-in-law, I'll light a candle. ”

After the words fell, Yan Mei moved to the square cabinet on the right, picked up a used half-cut candle and a box of matches from above, and then skillfully took out one of the matches in the box, and gently wiped it on the side of the box where there was black gunpowder, instantly lit the candle and lit the room.

Yan Mei looked at her with a warm halo, as if she had obsessive-compulsive disorder, and quickly flicked the wick of the candle with her hand, making it stand straighter and straighter.

After doing this, she held the candle while covering it with her hands, carefully holding the candle, and walked in the direction of her mother-in-law, who was lying on the bed.

As soon as she passed, Yan Mei saw that her mother-in-law had lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, seeing this, she hurriedly walked over, while setting up a candle, while helping her out of bed, she couldn't help but say: "Why did my mother-in-law get out of bed by herself!" Don't wait for me to go over and help you, this black light is blinding, don't fall down."

"Well, I just feel a little dry in my mouth, get up and drink some water."

"Oh, drink water. No, this kind of thing, you say it, and we'll come over. ”

"This ...... As soon as my mouth is dry, I can't open my mouth, besides, I can still move, I can make it myself if you don't come, how can I trouble you in everything. ”

“...... No hassle! ”

Yan Mei choked when she heard this, and she didn't know what to say, because what Zou said was the truth, she couldn't refute it, so she had to scream.

She helped her to the bench at the table in the hall and sat down.

Then she walked to the door of the kitchen, as soon as she entered the kitchen, she saw Yan Feng and the others preparing to come out with noodles, and before she could say anything, she heard Yan Feng say, "Why did you come in?" What about the mother-in-law? ”

"That, sister. It was my mother-in-law who was thirsty, so I poured water for her. ”

"Oh, that's right. It just so happened that I gave my mother-in-law a bowl of boiling water here, you can bring it over. ”

"Huh, is there one? That's great! I'm still wondering if I should scoop a bowl of noodle soup for my mother-in-law. My sister was thoughtful and knew that her mother-in-law was up and wanted to drink water. ”

"Yes, don't be a sycophant! Hurry up and help, after eating noodles, let's rest early. It's not early. ”

"Oh, good."

Yan Mei stuck out her tongue and ran over quickly, bringing water and noodles.

After a simple dinner, Yan Mei consciously ran to wash the dishes, and Yan Feng took out the washing water and asked the two to wash first, and she broke off.

When Yan Mei came out of the kitchen, Yan Feng was still waiting for her to wash up in the hall, she glanced at the upper room and said softly: "Sister, after you finish washing, go into the house to rest." I'll just go in on my own later. ”

"It's fine. Come and wash it while the water is still hot. ”

"yes, okay."

Yan Mei was not hypocritical, rolled up her sleeves, and began to wash with the water that Yan Feng had made.

After a while, Yan Mei soaked her feet and chatted with Yan Feng at the same time, she wanted to speak and stopped: "Sister, we came here in a hurry this time, and we didn't bring this book homework or anything!" When do you think it's better for us to go over and get it? ”

"Don't bother. Just go back a day early. ”

"Hah, let's do it. I'm fine. I just don't know if Xiaohuzi can do it. ”

"I'm okay too!"

Yan Mei and the others turned their heads and saw that Yan Hu had come to the door of the ear door of the hall at some point, and was looking at them.

Yan Mei sighed and said, "That's good." ”

After she finished speaking in a very indifferent tone, she took the towel handed to her by Yan Feng on the side and began to wipe her feet.

Yan Feng also got up from the bench, opened the door, silently took the footbath on the ground, took it out and splashed it.

The next thing is self-evident, and several people quickly cleaned up and went to bed.

At night, the flowers and plants are reborn, and there are amazing dreams.

It was the cold girl who repeatedly turned into white smoke dancing outside the gate, and unlike before, her appearance this time surprised Yan Mei.

The reason for this is probably because she hasn't dreamed for a long time. Yan Mei thought.

She seemed to be conscious, in her dreams.

This is the same as before, but it seems to be different.

Yan Mei was very entangled, she looked at her, like a stranger, in her eyes except to watch the excitement, there was no longer any desire to control.

It's really not the same as it used to be. Yan Mei thought with great certainty.

The cold girl Xu is also aware that no one restrains her, not only is the dance movements very arbitrary, but she usually doesn't like to laugh, tonight even the eyebrows and eyes are displayed again and again, and the eyes are charming and seductive.

Not only that, in the joyful dance, she suddenly paused, lowered her head and pulled the white gauze soft skirt on her body, as if she was pouting dissatisfied, as if she had thought of something, her eyes lit up, her eyebrows were raised, the corners of her mouth were hooked, and the skirt she was holding with both hands turned red from top to bottom and little by little in the process of her wreath turning.

Looking at the crystal clear carmine, Yan Mei was surprised to find that the cold girl's lips also seemed to be colored, equally magnificent and seductive.

At that moment, the cold girl seemed to be covered with a layer of blood and became aggressive.

Soon, Yan Mei couldn't care about this aspect, because she found that the girl's movements were stepping on the steps step by step, as if she was in and out of a no-man's land, and when she encountered the gate blocking her, she actually raised her hand, waved, and closed it, so that no one opened the door by itself.

This has never happened before.

Yan Mei looked at her, her eyes were cold as she had looked at her before.

There is no doubt that she trespassed.

Yan Mei was very angry, but she was powerless, even if it was still in her dream.

She couldn't stop her.

In the dream, she seems to have become a door, and she is so pinched that she can't get close at all, how can she stop it?

Yan Mei stared at her movements, her lips were dry, and the helplessness and sadness of going to the building were all in her mouth, and she couldn't swallow it, and she couldn't spit it out, just like the dilemma of the cold girl at the beginning, she couldn't stop.

Sure enough, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi are simply a causal cycle of feng shui in turn.

She came in, like an easy thing to do.

What made Yan Mei sideways was that she didn't enter the inner room when she came and went freely, but she just stopped in the hall, but her resentful eyes were still reluctantly staring at the place where they were, as if her destination was there, and there was a feeling of not giving up until the goal was reached, as if she was persevering in her spiritual quality.

However, the spirit is commendable, and no one cares, let alone Yan Mei.

She looked at the girl's chair on the ear door of the inner room, and wanted to open it, just because she had a sense of foreboding fermenting, she seemed to understand the reason why the girl was reluctant to leave, it must be that they had something here, or someone? is attracting her invasion.

In the end, in this dreamlike night, Yan Mei didn't wait for the girl's next move, she thought she was waiting like her.

The difference is that she is watching her wait, and she is waiting for the moment.

The moment the nightmare was shattered, Yan Mei saw the cold girl in a trance lightly open her red lips, and said with evil malice: "It's not that it's not enough, but the time has not come." But by providence, I will wait. ”

The girl disappeared, and even the dream of Yan Mei disappeared.

When she opened her eyes, the night was still going on, Yan Mei's eyes widened, curled up in the quilt, and she glanced at the faint light in the void with great daze.

There was chaos swirling in her head, and her thoughts couldn't stick to broken glass.

Suddenly, a dry coughing sound sounded in the silent void, and Yan Mei froze for a moment, then she heard her mother-in-law turn over and continue to fall asleep.

She wanted to bring water to her mother-in-law to drink, but she was afraid that she would disturb her sleep, so she gave up thinking about it.

Yan Mei still had her eyes open, she raised her eyes and looked up at the unreachable starry sky through the slightly whitish bright tiles, until her upper and lower eyelids began to fight, she withdrew from the inexplicable emptiness and threw herself into Zhou Gong's arms again, out of control.

When I opened my eyes again, the air was filled with the fresh smell of the morning air and the smell of fireworks burning firewood.

The intersection of the two is not unpleasant, and Yan Mei even feels a trace of subtle and pleasant pleasure in it, which is indescribable.

She came out of the pleasure and found that she was the only one in the room, which meant that she was lying in bed.

This realization made her more or less ashamed.

You must know that she has been an independent woman since she was in the second grade, and she can do what others can do, including waking up early.

Yan Mei turned over and got out of bed, ran out of the bedroom with her shoes on, and came to the ear door of the hall connected to the kitchen, and saw her mother-in-law cleaning up the broken roots and ashes in front of the stove, and her sister took a stack of bowls to serve breakfast.

Only her brother didn't know where to go to fight the autumn breeze, and she didn't ask, just because she knew that he must be staying and playing in a place where he could shout back with a single voice.

In fact, there is no need to call him, that kid is fine, he can always step on the back to eat, such as today.

When Yan Mei took the washing water and splashed it on the Yang ditch, he came back with a swagger.

Yan Mei held the basin, withdrew her hand, glanced at him, she didn't say anything, she planned to step up the steps, walk to the curb, and go back to the house.

Someone, unwilling to be lonely, said, "Yo, Sister Xiaoyan is up." It's late today, and the sun has been on my ass for a long time. ”

"Cut, little kid. What do you know? I call it self-cultivation! Hmph, what's late! ”

"Yes, I don't understand. But are you an adult? Sister Xiao Yan. ”

Yan Mei stood on the steps, pretending to be proud, and said with a very unstoppable expression.

"......." Yan Hu.

He didn't answer again, and cooperated with Yan Mei with his movements, preparing to eat.

After breakfast, Yan Mei learned the news that they were about to go to the market under the urging of several people.

The news is good news, Yan Mei likes it very much.

Because of the market, for her is no less than watching the excitement, watching the novelty, and eating delicious food.

As usual, they wander the streets idly, buy some food and clothing, and then go to an old shop to eat a bowl of cold noodles and cold noodles, or try it.

The experience of rushing to the market can be said to Yan Mei, she came in a hurry and returned in a hurry.

And the reason for the haste is just unexpected.

She is like a small tributary following the long river of Zou and Yan Feng, drifting and rolling, without any initiative at all.

They said go, she went, they said back, she replied, the word 'with' is simply tailor-made for her, Yan Mei is very skillful, like a shadow.

But the joy is real, and no matter how many years have passed, she still remembers that joy.

Yes, she remembers.

I remember that the market was very lively, and I remember that every time they went to the market, they were as excited and happy as the New Year.

She remembers one year at the fair, there was a vendor who was very good at doing things.

The hawker sells bamboo baskets, he installed a big horn, and on the edge of his stall, soliciting customers to tout, saying: "The green mountains outside the mountain, the building outside the building, the bamboo basket, the basket does not leak." If you want to be proficient, take the bamboo strips to practice gold, as long as there are more bamboos, finish weaving bamboo rows, and weave baskets. ”

To be honest, the reason why Yan Mei remembers so clearly is not how good his craftsmanship is, but that she is stupid.

On bamboo, oh no, on a bamboo raft to be exact.