In Hua Lone's impression, her mother Yuan Pingqing is shabby.

Not to mention that compared with the aunt at home, the uncle-in-law is an official, and it is natural for the official's wife to wear some pearls and jadeite.

But even compared with other relatives, Yuan Pingqing has never even had a piece of jewelry.

There was only one gold ring, which was carefully "hidden" in the place where the ashes had fallen, and was never worn for a day.

This gold ring may be the only valuable jewelry that Yuan Pingqing has owned for most of his life.

But how so? Yuan Pingqing didn't care.

Especially in the era when those materials were not abundant, Yuan Pingqing, who was born as a bitter child, was poor, hungry and cold when he was a child, and he never saw the world when he was older, and he always thought in his heart that only food was about warmth and cold, and it was a realistic thing.

She didn't understand what the icing on the cake was about the icing on the cake of gold, silver, jewelry, and what was the real benefit.

Therefore, she said that she didn't care about wearing gold and silver, not because she didn't have it, this is what she really thought in her heart.

When she got married, her mother-in-law didn't give Yuan Pingqing any dowry gift, similar to three gold hardware or how many gold serial kits, Yuan Pingqing didn't have it.

Suddenly, one year, when Hua Lin was in the lower grades, he was on vacation in the countryside, for some reason, his grandmother said that he wanted to pass a ring to Hua Lone, and the reason why Hua Lin had a deep impression of this thing was because her grandmother was holding her and saying it, especially letting Hua Lin touch the ring, which was the first time a little girl saw this golden glowing little finger circle.

The old Xu family in the city gave their family a wedding wine, and the grandfather was still reluctant to go back to this sad place, so he could only be attended by his grandmother.

At this time, grandma held this gold ring, perhaps thinking that Hua Lian's young age was not serious, grandma gave this ring to Hua Lian's mother in front of Hua Lian, and said seriously: "This is a ring specially for you." ”

For a while, Yuan Pingqing was quite moved.

Although Yuan Pingqing doesn't value these, it doesn't mean that she doesn't cherish it.

She has never worn it, but has never worn this gold finger ring without any shape, with red wool layer by layer, the circle is completely invisible to the gold inside, and it is still hidden on the top of the wardrobe at home, Yuan Pingqing's concept is that "the most inconspicuous corner is the safest place".

Later, I don't remember what the environment was, it seems to be discussing this ring, Hua Lin told her mother, she said, grandma obviously said that this ring is for herself, it should be the same one.

At that time, Yuan Pingqing's first reaction was, "Do you have to do two favors for a ring?" ”

Hua Lin had no intention of fighting with her mother for the ownership of this ring, because in her heart, this ring, which seemed extremely precious and needed her mother's care, did not seem to be a very useful thing.

It's just this little thing, in the hearts of the two mothers and daughters, there was a little gossip about the "unknown origin" of this ring, but it was only vaguely brought over, and it was never investigated, and occasionally it was taken out for Yuan Pingqing to cancel Hua Pingjin: "Your old lady only took a ring, and she couldn't tell whether it was for Hua Lin or me." ”

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"Mom, do you remember when I was a kid about a gold ring?" Hua Lin asked.

Yuan Pingqing was silent for a long time.

Hua Lin said: "Mom, actually, you don't need to be too moved. I always feel that grandma led you up, hid it from others, and verbally said that she would give you the 70,000 yuan, but she emphasized to you that this money was used for her retirement, and it may just be a test of us. ”

"Do you think, the uncle's son came to beg for money on the second day of the new year, and even went out to work and had to find his grandfather, so you don't know how much the uncle took from his grandfather to build this new building?"

"Do you think about it again, the little uncle is such an old man, he even asks his grandfather for money to buy a motorcycle, how much is the motorcycle? He didn't have a deposit? Didn't go to work? Not at all. Instead, they played cards everywhere and showed that they were richer than us. Besides, I actually heard him say that in the future, Shuhuai may have to buy a degree house and go to their city to study, and then he will definitely ask his grandfather to get money. What's even more terrifying is that he still has a backer, and even asks for money for a motorcycle and a little grandmother comes forward to be a lobbyist, doesn't this mean that they have a nest of snakes and rats? ”

Yuan Pingqing listened to Hua Lone's analysis, pondered, and said, "You mean, I'm not right if I don't take it?" ”

"That's right!" Hua Lin frowned slightly, and said: "You just said, grandma showed you her ocean, deposit, when I heard that you didn't want it, she didn't give it to you, but you were so emotional that you couldn't help but shed tears." I felt this way when you two came downstairs. I think the grandparents wanted to see how much we coveted their property. ”

"Heaven and earth conscience, we never thought of taking a point." Hearing this, Yuan Pingqing couldn't help but speak up. Fortunately, it was in a riverside field, and no one was around.

"Anyway, Mom, it's a good thing you didn't take grandma's money, but if you show the slightest sign, grandparents should guard against us."

...... this time, Yuan Pingqing's mind gradually became clearer.

She began to recall the subtle expressions or movements of her mother-in-law pulling with her in the attic.

Especially as soon as she said no, her mother-in-law immediately put away all the cash, and her calm and rational appearance reflected how ridiculous her move was, and she felt more and more that what Hua Lin said was reasonable.

However, from another angle, she looked at Hua Lin before and after her, and analyzed the way she looked, and a different taste was born in her heart, which gradually spread along her heart, causing her to feel sour in her chest frequently.

"Why do you think so many things?" Yuan Pingqing asked.

Hua Lin didn't reply, and she didn't know how to explain that she was thinking so much.

There is a sentence in "Ordinary World":

"I don't cry, I don't lament, I don't regret, the golden leaves are piled up in my heart, I am no longer a young man."

It is the state of mind of Hua Lonely at the moment, when did it start?

She is no longer a young man with a sunny heart and nothing to do.

Hua Lin looked at the rolling mountains in the distance and sighed.

This tone is clearly sighing in the heart of Yuan Pingqing, who is a mother, speaking of which, why doesn't she know the answer to the question?

Left and right are just people who have seen too much human affection, and when they stand outside, they will be extra sober, Hua Lin is such a child.

The mother and daughter did not speak, and walked back along the ridge by the river.

The gray clouds floated alone in the sky, and the flowers were lonely thinking, people are really animals with mixed scenes, and when they have low pressure, they are passive and lonely when they look at everything, even if they are still in the New Year.

In the end, Yuan Pingqing told Hua Pingjin about this matter, and like the scene that Hua Lin guessed, Hua Pingjin still didn't comment much on the behavior of his grandparents.

Soon, it's finally time to go back.

Grandma never mentioned the matter of the ocean of cash again, as if nothing had happened.

Counting the days when they are going back, they are busy preparing all kinds of New Year's goods, all of which are freshly fried dried fish that can be stored for a long time, steamed stuffed bean bubbles, killing chickens and ducks, preparing bacon and so on.

As in previous years, a few days of stocking up is definitely not for the Hua Lin family.

Hua Lin walked into the room and was still a little shocked, on the table, on the stool and even on the ground, there were big bags and small bags, all black bags, tightly bandaged, and each bag was buttoned with a mark.

Grandma was repeatedly confirming to Mom who each mark represented.

Hua Lone's task is to bring back all these New Year's goods from their hometown to their aunts, to their grandfather's younger brothers, little grandfathers and grandmothers, and even to take care of their sons and daughters, almost everyone has a share.

On the day I left, I didn't know how many times I went back and forth, from home to Hua Lone's car.

The little uncle didn't go to play cards, he followed back and forth, not so much that he helped Hua Lin and them get things, but that it was to check whether Hua Lin and their family had taken away any other unknown "valuable treasures".

Yuan Pingqing took the initiative to ask if Xiao Taro came and went together, and the answer he got was that Xiao Taro should spend the Lantern Festival in the village, and someone from their family would naturally come to pick him up.

After all, she only came back once a year, Hua Lin packed her things, and after moving into the car, she solemnly went to say goodbye to her grandparents.

touched Shuhuai's head, this short-lived sister-brother relationship, I don't know what will happen to each other in the coming year.

They all seem to have their own things on their minds, whether it's in the car or waving on the ground.

When Dad's pickup truck drove out of Yuanxu Village, it was the attention of the villagers along the road.

The archway of the village is getting further and further back, and Hua Lonely is lying in front of the window, feeling that it is not only the old house that is becoming more and more blurred, but also the family affection.

Mom ate watermelon seeds all the way, big and black watermelon seeds, which may have been brought back from my grandparents' house, and my uncle couldn't look at them.

The tedious return trip took place in Hua Lonely and half asleep, and she vaguely heard her mother say to her father, "Let's go back to our own house first." ”

"Aren't you going to send something?"

If it weren't for the fact that Little Taro didn't come back with them, she wouldn't have had a chance to confirm her thoughts.

"Go home first!" Yuan Pingqing's tone was an order.

It took a lot of effort to carry all the heavy bags from the garage yard to the house.

Hua Pingjin has been scolding and scolding, changing his good temper in Yuanxu Village, not understanding why his daughter-in-law is so troublesome, spending her old strength, suffering this hardship, she has to go home, instead of being full of sincerity, by the way, one by one to send to people's doors.

Yuan Pingqing only had a black face, letting Hua Pingjin be impatient, and complained addictively without explanation.

Yes, that's right, for more than ten years, every time I bring something back from the countryside, every time the bag is non-transparent, and the ground is tied strongly, every time I have to use a special mark to indicate which bag belongs to whose family, every time my mother-in-law told me not to make a mistake, and every time Yuan Pingqing obediently did it.

Today, she doesn't.

Something awakened in Yuan Pingqing's heart.

Yuan Pingqing ignored Hua Pingjin's obstruction, and resolutely cut all the bags with scissors.

Which bag belongs to Xu Ningjin (Jing), which bag belongs to Uncle Xu's, which bag belongs to Hua Pingjin's cousins, and which bag belongs to Hua Pingjin's family.

When all the bags were completely opened, everything was clear.

As if confirming her guess, Yuan Pingqing sneered a few times, then pointed at Hua Pingjin and said:

"Fool, big fool, you see for yourself, you see for yourself."

It's different, it's all different.

In the bag, it is three, six, nine, and so on.

Just like dried fish, for example, the large pieces, the whole one, the fish meat, all in other people's bags, arranged in an orderly manner, on the other hand, the bag of Hua Pingjin's family, is much more broken, and there are many fish bones;

Look at the stuffed bean bubbles again, a bulging ball, and your own shriveled and flawed one, in stark contrast;

There is also bacon, fat and thin, complete and beautiful, in other people's homes; I've been bitten by rats, and I have tooth marks, and I'm in my own home.

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"I should have thought of it, I really should have thought that your parents and mothers were all hypocritical to us."

This time, Yuan Pingqing was really sad.

For so many years, she never thought of opening these bags to take a look, she always believed in her mother-in-law's justice, even if she had eaten burnt dried fish before, she always thought that people had missed their hands and horses, and always thought that every family was the same.

If it weren't for the fact that day, her mother-in-law took the ocean of cash to test her in front of her, and if it weren't for what her daughter Hua Lin said, she wouldn't have doubted her mother-in-law's sincerity to her at all.

But people's hearts are so unspied on, not to be tested, this bag of extremely contrasting New Year's goods, are all slapping in the face, they are never surnamed "Xu", they are outsiders, even their parents think so.

The corners of Hua Pingjin's mouth twitched a few times, and he silently went to bandage it.

He said very calmly: "Don't mess up, you can't tell which bag belongs to whom." ”

Yuan Pingqing looked at Hua Pingjin who was so indifferent in surprise, as if all this had nothing to do with him, and his heart was a little colder.

She knew that her husband was completely accepting all the arrangements and had no resentment.

It may even be said that he was so humble that he would think that such a scrap of cold burning could be left to him, which was a great kindness from this family, and he had already been satisfied and sincerely accepted and grateful.

His surname is Hua, and even the blood flowing and the bones that support him have been engraved with the surname "Hua".

This scene was watched by Hua Lone.

Seriously, she doesn't care what they bring back; She was not surprised by the result.

At the low end of the Xu family's food chain, it was originally the three of them surnamed Hua.

But she felt sorry for her mother, who married into such a family in this life, worked hard and complained, and did not have any due respect.

She went back to her room and closed the door.

I can't bear to see my mother's loneliness again.

Mom didn't care about the rest of the matter.

Hua Pingjin is like an industrious little bee, carrying a bag and going from house to house.

Hua Lin could definitely imagine his "delivery" expression.

It must be, smiling, like a spring breeze.