After hanging up the phone, the father was still in deep self-blame, and he didn't call the two children to come over for dinner even if he was talking about today's big holiday, and he didn't know what the two poor children could eat at home.

No matter how Zhao Xun and his younger brother comforted him next to his father, it would be useless.

"Find a child, it's all to blame on Dad, this is to let the child call back, you are like this, you go to Lao Liu's house now and call Xiaojing over, let's have a meal together!" The father opened his mouth to speak, and Zhao Xun could hear it, and his father was full of deep guilt.

"Okay, Dad." Zhao Xun jumped and walked towards the door.

At this time, the sun is shining, the hottest time of the day, fortunately, it is about to enter autumn, the day is no longer as hot as the previous days, and it is still bearable to go out.

After a while, he arrived at the door of Lao Liu's house, Zhao Xun stood at the gate and looked inside for a long time and didn't see a figure flashing, so he simply called a few times.

"Xiaojing, Xiaojing...... Xiaojing, are you at home? I'm your sister. ”

But no matter how Zhao Xun shouted, no one at home answered, and he didn't see his younger brother shaking at home.

It's just that this time, the door of Lao Liu's house is not locked, and Zhao Xun feels that Xiao Jing must be at home, but he doesn't know what happened inside, so Xiao Jing can't promise her.

Suddenly, a bad premonition arose.

Zhao Xun opened the door and trotted in the direction of the house, and while running, he still thought silently in his heart, you must not have anything happen to this child, otherwise you really won't be able to explain to your sister.

When Zhao Xun pushed open the door, fortunately, Xiao Jing was lying on the bed, and then Zhao Xun's throat and heart fell.

"Xiaojing, Xiaojing, Xiaojing, wake up quickly, I'm your sister."

The child also slept really deeply, Zhao Xun stood beside him and shouted several times, but even the child didn't react.

He seemed to be sleeping soundly, and he didn't have a pillow, only to see two red little faces leaning on the bed with their heads tilted, their tightly locked sword eyebrows had to stretch in their sleep, their soft eyelashes fell obediently on their closed eyes, and their noses were slightly upturned, as if they were desperately breathing the fresh air from the outside world.

I don't know if Xiao Jing dreamed of something unhappy, accompanied by a deep and shallow breath, and a soft snoring sound from time to time, there seemed to be a few faint undried tears left in the corners of his eyes.

It is said that people in their sleep don't know sadness, but Zhao Xun doesn't know whether the little boy in front of him is because of the sadness in his sleep or because of the sleepiness before sleeping.

Looking at Xiao Jing who was sleeping, Zhao Xun even couldn't bear to disturb him, but because of the meal that his father had already prepared, everyone was waiting for them to go back, Zhao Xun really had no choice, so he gently pushed Xiao Jing's shoulder.

"Xiaojing, Xiaojing, get up, Xiaojing......"

The horror of being suddenly pushed to wake up in his sleep made Xiao Jing want to jump out of bed immediately.

"What! Ah, looking for my sister, you scared me a lot, what are you doing? When did you come in? ”

A series of questions burst out like a machine gun.

"I'm sorry, Xiaojing, my sister has been in for a while, you can't hear you, you ignore me, I really have no choice, so I can only push you, are you scared?"

Maybe it's because of the lack of security, Xiao Jing, a child, has a very high sense of vigilance since he was a child, let's take the last time they met, Xiao Jing basically didn't have too much communication with his father except for saying a few words to his sister.

Yes, a child like this is the age when he wants toys and games in other people's homes.

But only his parents left one after another in his family, and there was still an underage sister who came to rely on him for his life, but it was hard for them.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll just come over, by the way, look for my sister, what about my sister, when will she come back? I've been waiting for her all morning. The younger brother looked a little agitated.

"You better go to my house first, your Uncle Zhao made you a big table of good dishes, let's eat and talk over there, okay?"

"Then why don't we wait for my sister? What if she can't find us when she comes back? ”

"It's okay, silly boy, we already called your sister." Zhao Xuncai didn't dare to tell him at this time that her sister couldn't go home from work these days, and if she said it now, then the child would not go to the house with her for dinner.

After Zhao Xun brought Xiao Jing home, as soon as he entered the house, his father and younger brother showed a warm welcome to Xiao Jing, and the younger brother also opened the roast duck bought from Beijing for Xiao Jing to taste.

The younger brother told Xiaojing that this is a famous dish that is famous in Beijing.

When it comes to Beijing, I think everyone should first think of Tiananmen Square, the Forbidden City, the Great Wall, the Bird's Nest, the Water Cube, and then the roast duck in Beijing.

Peking duck has a crispy and delicious skin, its meat is fat but not greasy, thin but not firewood, the plump duck is covered with a little grease, and then with a bowl of sweet noodle sauce, put on the lotus leaf cake, and then put some white strips of green onions according to the taste, it is simply superb.

It is said that if you come to Beijing and don't eat roast duck, it is equivalent to coming in vain, when the crispy and crispy skin and meat are put in the mouth, it will immediately make your lips and teeth fragrant, the taste is really evocative, it is simply that no matter whether you eat or not, you can "saliva straight down 3,000 feet!" ”

"The food of Jingshi is nothing more than duck, and the scorching one is especially good."

I don't know if you've ever heard of this sentence, the basic idea is that there is nothing better than roast duck in Beijing, I don't know where this sentence comes from, but this sentence is enough to prove that Peking duck is delicious all over the world.

If you love roast duck, you can't help but know the origin of roast duck.

According to legend, the beauty of roast duck is derived from Beijing's precious and high-breed duck, which is the best quality meat duck in the world today.

Roast duck technology has a long history in our country, as early as the Northern and Southern Dynasties (420----589) period, there is a record of "roasted duck" in the "Food Treasures", which is known as the oven roast duck and the hanging oven roast duck in the production method, which has formed two major schools in the history of roast duck, and these two practices are still circulating in the feast.

But no matter how the two are finally made, the characteristics of the duck skin are tender, crispy, fat but not greasy, and it has always retained the honor of being called a delicacy on the tip of its tongue.

As soon as Zhao Xun and Xiao Jing pushed the door open, they were completely defeated by this burst of fragrance.

"What's the smell, so fragrant?" Xiao Jing, who has never eaten roast duck, said excitedly, yes, this is a taste that makes people feel happy.

"This is roast duck, your brother brought it back from Beijing, come in and taste it." Father said.

"Hey, uncle, where is my sister? Isn't my sister here? Why didn't I see her? ”

"Child, your sister said that she is busy in the store these days, and the holiday salary is also double, your sister doesn't want to miss this opportunity, it is estimated that she will not come back for these two days, and you will come to your uncle's place to eat every day during the two days of vacation."

"No, I said that my sister has never eaten roast duck, and I want my sister to taste it too, I miss my sister, uncle."

Before Xiao Jing's words fell, everyone's eyes were wet one by one.

Maybe it's also because Zhao is also a sister herself, and she can't see this kind of scene, so she can't help but burst into tears.

"Okay, come, Xiaojing, go wash your hands and eat, you can see your sister when you come back next weekend, good."

At this reunion dinner, they ate very fragrantly, with meat, duck, vegetables, and love, but there was no sister there.

After lunch, after Zhao Xun sent Xiaojing home to settle down, he called Liu Ya and asked her about her current work.

Liu Ya told Zhao Xun on the phone that she has several jobs now, and she basically gets up between 3 and 4 o'clock every day in the morning, because in the morning she has to go to a breakfast shop to make steamed buns with others.

After work around 9 a.m., she goes to work as a part-time cashier at a fast-food restaurant, and sometimes in the afternoon when she has time, she will pick up some online flyers, and distribute flyers at the gym.

By the time she was about 18 in the evening, she would go to a barbecue restaurant to dress people on skewers, push beers, and close the table.

Zhao Xun kept persuading her on the phone not to let herself be too tired, she got up so early every day and slept so late, if she continued to do this, her body would definitely be unbearable, and she would be tired and sick sooner or later.

But ah, how could Zhao Ya listen, since she has made up her mind now, she will not easily change her mind now, as a woman, Zhao Xun can certainly imagine how difficult and difficult it is for a woman.

But due to the helplessness of the family, Zhao Ya had to choose to do this, she only hoped that one day her brother would be worthy of the little bits and pieces she did today.

Twenty-year-old confusion, questioning, and fearlessness don't seem to be perceptible to Liu Ya's body at all, Zhao Xun knows where this firm courage from his bones comes from.

Because Liu Ya is like herself back then, of course, it can also be said that Liu Ya is the self back then.

Sometimes Zhao Xun feels that she is luckier than her, and she also has a father by her side.

Sometimes Zhao Xun feels that she is more miserable than her, she still has a bright future waiting for her, but she is gone, she got married in her 20s, married a man who is more than 30 years older than her, they have no children, and they have been lonely all their lives.

Sometimes, Zhao Xun feels that all this in front of him is a little unreal.

She wished it had never happened.

Maybe, maybe tomorrow, she can live, work, and love like a normal person.

Maybe, tomorrow!

Perhaps, tomorrow......