Chapter 1 Half-Life Wind and Rain

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———— hired more than thirteen years, cardamom tips in early February, the light shadow of the sandalwood body did not enter, and the clever smile was realized.

In the courtyard in the corner of Jiangnan, "Sister, sister, I still want you to listen to the story, my father at home is either a female worker or a female biographer all day long, I am about to suffocate, my father is not here today, I still take the opportunity to listen to you tell stories more interesting." Before the people in the house could answer, I only heard the voice and continued: "Hehe, don't tell my father that I ran out again, otherwise I won't be punished by my father when I go back" The laughter like silver bells is still in my ears, and a figure outside the house has jumped into the room, and I sat down on the table with a familiar path, poured tea by myself, and held my cheeks in my hand facing the inside, and I still had Erlang's legs crossed under my feet, as if I were the master.

Half a cup of tea is less than a cup of effort, the inner bead curtain shook gently, and a woman in blue came out, her eyes were like water but her face seemed to be tired, and she whispered as she walked: "Yurou, you little girl, always idle for a moment, your father named you Yurou, I must hope that you are soft as the drizzle in spring, moisturizing things silently, being a gentle woman of ordinary people, you are good, you are born to be active, I see you......"

The woman in blue hadn't finished her words yet, and was about to continue. I heard the girl interject again: "Okay, okay, sister, you also start to tell me these big truths, I understand all the big truths, whether my father wants me to be a man, or a gentle little woman, but I just can't bear to learn those saints' scriptures and teachings." But I've been getting acquainted with my sister for the past few days, and I haven't seen each other for two days, and I feel as if something is missing. On weekdays, my sister treats me easy-going, but this year is a troubled time, a beautiful woman like my sister can live in this small courtyard without bothering, I don't see that it is an ordinary woman as my sister said, I am an ordinary woman like me, I am like me, I have learned some poetry, books, etiquette and music, and how can there be such a story in the chest, hehe, then again, I, in the end, I am compatible with my sister, although my sister treats me easy-going on weekdays, not to mention ......"

The woman in blue said curiously: "What's more? ”

"What's more, you have so many bizarre and beautiful stories, hehe~" When he spoke, his eyes were already smiling like a crescent moon, which looked particularly delicate.

"Okay, well, in the end, you are smart, you are not yet old, and the mouth of the dancing spoon is sweet as if it has been smeared with honey, for your good, you say a few words to you, but you tell me a bunch of truths." The woman in blue held her forehead and pretended to be helpless.

"Hee-hee".

After thinking for a while, the woman sighed slightly, looked at the girl and said, "Today's sister thought of a thing, not today's thing, although it is not very fun, but it is also a true story, do you want to hear it?" ”

"Okay, okay, the girl applauded and said with a smile My sister is going to talk about the ancient today, I like to hear people talk about the ancient world."

The woman in blue shook her head slightly, the relaxed demeanor between talking and laughing just now seemed to be retracted in an instant, and the previous tired look resurfaced, and the expression on her face seemed to be a memory, as if she was fascinated, and after a while, the woman's cherry lips opened lightly and said softly: "That's about the experience of a little girl, let's listen to it as a story, this story also sounds ridiculous." With that, the woman bit her lower lip, shook her head again, and said:

On a cold winter night, the cold wind was miserable, and a doctor in the operating room of the hospital came out with a baby in his arms and asked ......

"Sister, what is the operating room?" Girly Wonder?

The woman in blue closed her eyes and said helplessly: "It's the maternity pavilion in the pen, okay, don't interrupt me, I don't know where to start if you ask like this, you have a blue heart, although some words are a little obscure, listen to it slowly, you can also understand it." ”

Oh, replied the girl.

After a pause, the woman in blue continued: The doctor held the baby in his arms and reported the good news to the man outside the operating room: Congratulations to Mr., the mother and daughter are safe, the man was surprised, and hurriedly thanked the doctor. The baby girl seemed to understand, but she was not afraid when she was born, and her mouth opened a grin, especially the bright little eyes that bent and bent when she smiled. The man was even more happy when he saw his daughter smiling, and he couldn't stop hugging his daughter and kissing him, and the stubble that he had shaved a little iron on weekdays was slightly pierced on the delicate skin of the baby girl, but his daughter didn't cry, and grinned vigorously. The people around the man were even more happy, and they couldn't stop saying hello to the man. The smile on the man's face was even greater.

In the distance, a nurse ran to the doctor and said, "The delivery room next door is about to give birth, so go and have a look." The doctor glanced up at the excited man, and stopped talking. With a soft sigh, he walked forward quickly. But this is only a small episode in the ecstasy. No one noticed.

At this time, this side is still in the excitement, at the same time, a baby cry in the delivery room next door suddenly broke the joy, a moment of awakening without warning like a shower, suddenly fell on the man's body, looking at the baby girl in his arms, a bad premonition suddenly from the feet up to the top of the head to the man's head, this atmosphere seems to be contagious, the originally noisy crowd suddenly quieted down. At that moment, everyone seemed to be choked by someone, and the air around them seemed to suddenly condense, and the cry of the child in the delivery room next door also stopped. Everyone's breathing lightened.

At that moment, everyone suddenly seemed to understand something.

……………… No way.

"Wen Xuan, I want to see the child" A soft call from the delivery room in front of the man broke the silence.

Looking at the daughter in his arms, the man hesitated for a moment, pushed open the door of the delivery room, and with a squeak~ The surging air fell silent for another moment.

Time flies, ten years later.

After all, the child was determined to be a mute girl, and as she grew older, she could babble and make some syllables, but after all, she still couldn't speak. They named their daughter Zhining. Isn't it the ultimate tranquility?

Wen Xuan's profession is a director, and in Zhining's memory, her father would often play with her when she was a child, but as her father became more and more famous, the time spent with her gradually decreased, and later in her childhood memories, most of the time it was her father's complaint to her mother.

It is said that his mother married from other places back then, and married his father before Wenxuan became famous, and I heard that his father was still very poor, so poor that no one wanted to marry him. Pingshui's mother fell in love with his talent and accompanied him at the low point of his career, and then the two slowly got married.

She is the temperament of a southern woman, gentle and virtuous. After marriage, there is only one daughter in Zhining. He used to be a down-and-out third-rate director, and later turned into a drama, gradually became famous, slowly began to get rich, opened a company, and finally went abroad.

She loved him, and she believed in him. Women rarely meddle in their careers. At the same time, she is also an ordinary housewife with no financial resources. It all depends on Winshare's work to maintain the family's expenses;

- Perhaps, he also loved her once.

He took all the money with him to invest in the new company, but fortunately the small brick house under 40 years old was left to her, which was originally intended to be a memento and where they first started. By the way, Zhining was also left.

She was told that he wouldn't be coming back, and she said he would. She also said that he might be having trouble at work and that I had to help him. Someone else shrugged and left.

Wait, wait, wait, a year has passed, and the family has begun to lack everything.

From the very beginning of picking up bottles, glass bottles, plastic bottles, cans, she picked up everything, and slowly the mother and daughter could eat enough for three meals. Simply enough, Zhining's studies were not interrupted.

In addition to scavenging in the morning, he also helps people do some manual work on weekdays, and Zhining, who is a cardamom year, also assists his mother in doing some needlework work. Slowly, life finally ushered in a little peace.

She went to the temple to ask for a Buddha or a Bodhisattva, and set aside a clean place in her home of less than 40 square meters to worship every day. Another well-wisher told her that it was useless, and he couldn't come back. She said that when she came back, I would visit every day, and the Buddha would bless him.

She saved part of the money she saved, and when she woke up in the middle of the night, Zhi Ning saw her mother kneeling there again with her hands folded, and said silently: "Please bless Wenxuan and Zhi Ning with health and safety, he will come back soon after he is busy, I have saved some money here in case he fails in business, I can still ......." The tone in the back became deeper and lower, with a slight cry.

How much can the so-called dignity hold up when the family is surrounded by walls, and the suppressed sobs in the middle of the night are waiting for the fickle hearts of the old people. For the sake of children, for love, this is a mother's hard work, but also a wife's unswerving death.

Fireworks are easy to cold, and colored clouds are easy to disperse.

That gray day is coming. The rain was pouring down, as if the whole sky was crying.

"Ning Ning, go to the hospital, your mother ......"

A sudden car accident came unexpectedly and befell the mother, and she didn't even have time to go to the hospital.

"I'm sorry, after investigation, the cause of Ms. Yang Xiangwan's death was not suicide, the driver was drunk driving, and it was raining, it was an accident. This is her relic, please keep it."

At that moment, Zhining was completely stunned and bit his lower lip tightly. To everyone's surprise, she silently packed up her mother's belongings without crying or any sad moves. After completing the cremation for his mother, he returned home alone. Neighbors all said that Xiang Wanbai had raised a daughter for more than ten years.

It was her first night alone. The curtains were closed, no lights were lit, and the room was quiet, as if no one was there from the outside.

Late that night, she hid in the quilt, pressed her head desperately with a pillow, crying like an old cow in front of the butcher's knife, woo wow woo wow, the old cow is facing the butcher's knife of life and she is facing the butcher's knife of fate, the pain is more painful, more sour and more astringent than death.

The snot and tears on her face flowed like a river, she couldn't stop trembling, her biting lips were already oozing blood like Zhu, and at that moment she wanted to point to her chest and say that it hurt here, but the person who would hold her and say that it didn't hurt and rub it for you was gone. She sat up in a trance and hugged the air, reaching out in the air, but there was no response.

The rain stopped, and the faint moonlight shone through the cracks in the curtain on the Buddha statue that my mother worshiped every day, but in the dark, it looked so dazzling and ironic.

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The morning light slowly brought the prologue, accompanied by the humidity after the rain, with freshness descending on the world. The morning after the rain is like a symphony, and the birds are jumping and chasing each other among the branches.

The door to the hut was never opened again.

One day, two days, three days. The neighbors forcibly broke down the door, and the children inside were already on the verge of collapse, and even had only one breath left.

"Ning Ning, your mother's case has not been solved yet, how can you bring the bad guys to justice like this? At the very least, there will be at least a compensation. ”

Zhining, who was already a little dying, heard someone speak and was in a trance. Didn't move. There was no sparkle in his eyes. Money? What is the use of asking for money?

"If you go on like this, can your mother leave with peace of mind?"

Didn't move.

Suddenly, a person said, "I know some things about Wenxuan over the years. ”

Her eyes rolled, and she regained a sense of clarity in her eyes.

A little luck in misfortune, there are still good people at this time. Zhining was taken to the hospital.

It turned out that someone had seen Wenxuan abroad on TV, but out of kindness to Zhining's mother and daughter, they didn't puncture the beautiful illusory bubble in the end. And this mother and daughter living in modern times are so poor that the family has no spare money to buy a luxury TV set. Zhining's matter went to the media, perhaps out of sympathy for her, and all the people around her were contacting that person.

And then another few months.

Every day at night, the arrival of an uninvited guest broke the silence of half a year.

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