When Wei Xiaoyan saw Jiang Zhan, her face was full of surprise, but the surprise slowly receded, and she sat down in her position again: "It's a big night, why did you come back?" I didn't know you were coming back, and I didn't cook your meal at night. ”

Jiang Zhan glanced at Wei Xiaoyan, sat down next to him, and glanced at the red paper on the table.

A whole bunch.

Some were intact, some had been cut and scrapped, crumpled into balls and tossed aside.

When he retracted his gaze, he saw Wei Xiaoyan pick up the scissors again and began to cut the word Xi, he reached out and took the scissors in her hand: "Why do you want to cut it yourself?" You wouldn't do that at all. ”

"I know, I'm useless, I can't cut it well, and I'm wasting money, can't I use it to pass the time?"

As soon as Wei Xiaoyan slapped the table, he was about to stand up, but he saw Jiang Zhan take a piece of red paper, and soon, a happy word appeared in his hand, which looked many times better than she cut it I don't know.

Jiang Zhan raised his head: "Mom, I'll teach you." ”

Wei Xiaoyan looked at Jiang Zhan, and her thoughts were extremely complicated for a while.

After a moment's hesitation, she sat down again, took a new pair of scissors from the side, and asked in a muffled voice, "How can you cut such a small thing?" ”

"I learned it from my dad."

Wei Xiaoyan's body stiffened: "Your father, he-"

How can you cut such a thing?

"Dad is afraid that you will dislike him for being unproductive, so he never tells you this. Mom, do you know Dad? ”

Wei Xiaoyan looked at Jiang Zhan.

The mother and son looked at each other for a long time, Jiang Zhan first retracted his gaze, bowed his head and said: "It's actually very simple to cut the word Xi, Mom, you fold this red paper and ......cut it like this."

Looking at the happy word in her hand, Wei Xiaoyan's eyes lit up.

Jiang Zhan put the scissors down: "Mom, these things are not worth a few dollars, just buy some, you don't need to-"

"I just want to cut it myself."

She is such a son, she thinks that when he gets married, she made the happy words posted on the room at home with her own hands, and she is happy when she thinks about it.

That's it, she won't tell him.

Wei Xiaoyan held the cut happy word and thought about it, and after a while, she felt that she almost remembered it, so she put down the thing in her hand: "I know how to get this thing." ”

"Hmm."

Hesitated.

"Are you going to sleep at home tonight?"

"Well, there's no car back to it."

Wei Xiaoyan was instantly overjoyed in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face: "Cheng, then you go to bed early, don't forget to wash and go to bed again." ”

Wei Xiaoyan paid attention to the paper-cutting again.

Her indifference forced Jiang Zhan back to her lips.

Jiang Zhan walked out of the house with some chill and went to the pot house.

After Jiang Zhan left, Wei Xiaoyan hurriedly stood up, walked to the door, held the door and looked over there, seeing that Jiang Zhan didn't look back at her, she went back to the house and sat down a little disappointed.

There was a pile of red paper in front of her, and she looked at it, but suddenly lost interest.

The night in the provincial capital in October was already very cold, Jiang Zhan stared at the cold water for a while, and after thinking about it, it was better to burn it.

He scooped up the water, opened the lid of the pot, and was about to pour it in, when he found the leftovers left in the pot, and the porridge was still hot at the bottom of the pot.

Wei Xiaoyan has stomach problems, does not eat on time, and is prone to stomach pain, therefore, for many years, she will eat around 6 pm.

It's half past seven at night.

Jiang Zhan raised his eyebrows, turned his hand and opened the lid of the small pot, which was covered with hot water.

Pots in the countryside, like to build this kind of conjoined pot. The two pots are connected side by side, and when the small pot is not in use, put some water in it, heat it with the help of the embers, and keep washing your hands and feet.

It stands to reason that the meal should have been cold after being cooked for so long, but the water turned out to be hot.

Jiang Zhan glanced into the pot hole, and saw that there were still fire cores in the pot holes on both sides, as if these things were deliberately left by someone.

Jiang Zhan's gaze deepened a little. He brought the food in the pot into the room over there, and when he looked up, he saw that Wei Xiaoyan was still sitting there.

"Mom, I found that there were still some leftovers in the pot, and it happened that I didn't eat it at night, so I brought it to eat."

"Still have leftovers? I don't remember, you can eat if you want. Wei Xiaoyan pretended to say that she was secretly relieved that Jiang Zhan couldn't see it......