Ginger looked at him and smiled at him suddenly.

Little Radish Head has been with her for many days, and when she saw this woman smiling so beautifully, she felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough—

"You care about me so much, do you have a crush on me?"

"You!!" The little radish head white and tender little face suddenly swelled like a tomato, "Don't talk nonsense!" ”

Seeing that he was shy, Jiang Jiu smiled even more shamelessly, stretched out his hand and poked the little radish with a red face, and teased: "Yo, blushing?" Did I say yes? ”

Where have the three-year-old human cubs seen any adult sinister hearts, and they were so amused by Jiang Jiu that they couldn't even speak, "you" didn't say anything for a long time, looking at Jiang Jiu's smiling face in front of him, and then the aggrieved eye circles turned red.

"Alas, don't cry," Jiang Jiu sighed, stretched out his hand and hugged the little radish head, "I didn't mean to, can I apologize to you?" ”

Little Radish turned his head away, "I didn't like you!" ”

"Good, good," Ginger replied nicely, "you don't like me." I like you, don't you? ”

"Hmph."

"Our Xiaorui is so cute, I like you."

"...... "The little radish head has red ears," ...... You—don't talk anymore! ”

Ginger looked at his little pink ears and hooked his lips.

Children are cute.

*

Dinner was eaten at Grandma Zhang's house as usual.

The old man grew up in the town since he was a child, and he lived here when he was old, his wife died, and his son went out to work, so he lived with his grandson in the town.

may also be lonely, the villagers are hospitable, but they are not like her, who invites her to eat at her house for three meals a day.

On the dinner table is the fish that ginger wine caught today.

There are braised and clear soup, the crucian carp in the lake is native, has not eaten feed, and the soup boiled out is milky white, which is more delicious than the refined and made in the Rongcheng restaurant.

Grandma Zhang hunched over and filled a bowl of white rice for ginger wine, and handed it to ginger wine with a smile, "Miss Lan, is our family Jingrui causing you trouble again today?" ”

The little radish head is named Bai Jingrui, and his name is Si Swenwen, but he is a monkey. When I go out, I run in the mountains and roll in the field, my clothes are not clean every day, and I have a snot hanging on my nose, and I don't like a dog when I go out.

Today, as soon as the child came home, he boiled water and took a bath, and washed his face with soap.

Jiang Jiu glanced at the little guy sitting next to her who was eating fish soup bibimbap, and laughed: "No." He's very well-behaved. ”

Grandma Zhang also glanced at her grandson, and her grandson knew by herself, "Don't laugh." This kid was born like a wild monkey, and it's strange that he can be well-behaved. ”

The little radish raised a small face covered with rice, pouted unhappily, and dragged out his voice: "Grandma~"

Even if you are a child, you have self-esteem!

Wouldn't it be a shame to say bad things about him in front of ginger wine.

"Okay, grandma, don't talk about it." Grandma Zhang happily sandwiched a piece of fish meat between the little radish head, "The fish and meat that our family has eaten in the past few days are all bought by Miss Lan for us, you have to thank them and don't trouble her." You know? ”

The little radish head pouted, glanced at the smiling ginger wine next to him, and dragged out his tone - "Got it!" ”

After eating, the little radish head went to the kitchen with his grandmother to light a fire and wash dishes.

Jiang Jiu didn't want to go back to sleep, so he walked around the courtyard of Grandma Zhang's house.

Today is the fifteenth, the moon is very round, and the cold moonlight envelops the town, showing a different kind of peace.

"Miss Lan." Grandma Zhang's voice came from not far away, Jiang Jiu turned around, and saw that she was carrying a bamboo chair in her hand, she was thin and leaning on her back, and the chair covered her body.

Jiang Jiu hurriedly walked over and helped her move the chair.

"Sit down."

Grandma Zhang said happily.

Bai Jingrui, who was not far away, also moved a small chair for himself.

Grandma Zhang went to the room again to bring a bunch of grapes, and the three of them sat in the courtyard to admire the moon.

Bai Jingrui couldn't sit still, and after a while, he went to the grass to bring grasshoppers.

"Where's his mother?" Jiang Jiu looked at the back of the little radish head, "Did you go out to work too?" ”

"Jingrui doesn't have a mother." Grandma Zhang said softly, as if she was afraid that her grandson would hear it, "Three years ago, my son suddenly came back with him and told me that her mother died in childbirth," Grandma Zhang sighed, "The young women in the village have gone out to work to make money, and Jingrui has never seen a woman of your age, so she will be so sticky to you." ”

I didn't expect such a carefree child to have such a bumpy life experience.

Jiang Jiu fell silent, didn't know how to answer, and only looked at his back.

"Miss Lan, what about you?" As soon as the old man changed his words, the topic fell on her, she still looked kind, and smiled, "Why did you come to our poor place?" Truth be told, you're not a good fit to stay on our side. ”

Jiang Jiu smiled: "What's wrong with me?" ”

"Miss Lan looks like the eldest lady who grew up in the city." The old man smiled and said, "If you run out like this, the family should be so worried." Go back early, and don't let your family worry about you. ”

"......" ginger wine was silent, and took a grape and ate it. The grapes were very sour, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and then she said softly, "I don't have any family anymore." ”

The old man restrained his smile and looked at her with a little surprise.

Jiang Jiu lowered his head, and then said a little tiredly: "...... I have nothing left. ”

This is the first time she has talked about herself with outsiders.

There is no way to talk to Zhao Juanjuan and Chi Ye about things, and it seems to be much easier to talk to an uninformed person.

She doesn't need to pretend to be strong and indifferent, so that her friends don't worry, all her thoughts and grievances, and she doesn't need to cover them up with words.

She didn't know how she had fallen to such a point, she had done nothing wrong, and she had lost everything overnight.

"I have nowhere to go." There was a hint of confusion in her tone, "I don't have a home anymore." ”

The old man fell silent, stretched out his hand, gently held her cold hand with a warm palm, and comforted her silently.

"Miss Lan, although I may not be right to say that." Grandma Zhang said next to her, "I don't know your life after all. But I don't think God will leave His people behind. He must have shown you the right path that will surely make you happy. ”

Jiang Jiu doesn't believe in any faith, she only believes in herself.

She didn't know what else could make her happy again.

She has lost Lan Ya and Wen Xili, and she has lost happiness itself.