Chinese Qiuqiu and Aunt Yan walked in front, and a disciple behind them quickly caught up, and called out a few steps away: "Senior Sister Suqiu." ”

Qiuqiu stood still and turned around.

Behind him is a doorman dressed in a variegated suit.

If Qiuqiu hadn't been taken in by Aunt Yan, she would have been dressed the same as she should have been.

"Senior Sister Suqiu, this is your package, it seems to have been brought from your family."

Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment and hurriedly took it.

The half-old blue cloth flower wrap is really the usual appearance at home.

"Where's the person who sent it?"

The disciple shook his head.

Aunt Yan understood her mood: "Go and take a look, maybe the person who sent the things is still there." ”

Qiuqiu hurriedly nodded, pulled out his feet and ran.

Aunt Yan shouted to her from behind, "Slow down." ”

Qiuqiu responded from afar.

But no matter how fast she ran, it was useless, and when she arrived at the door, the disciple guarding the door politely told her that the person who came with the burden was a car, not a person from Qiuqiu's family, and put down the burden and the other party left.

Qiuqiu's full hope was completely extinguished by a basin of cold water, and she responded in disappointment, and stood in a daze for a while before turning back.

When he came, his steps were as anxious as if he were about to fly, and when he returned, he sank as if he had been filled with lead.

It's far away from home, it's good to be able to carry things, Xiucai or Xiucai can't go out of the door so far, and the mess at home can't be thrown away.

Inside the baggage were two pieces of clothing, a pair of shoes, and two pairs of socks.

Qiuqiu picked up the shoes, which were made for her by the Xiucai lady, the soles were soft and thick, and Qiuqiu could almost imagine her in the yard in the afternoon, stitch by stitch.

Her eyes are not so good anymore, and she often can't see the needle clearly.

In the past, Qiuqiu was still at home and could help her. What is she going to do now?

Qiuqiu held the shoe and put it on the place of her heart.

She was homesick.

It was still raining outside.

She really thought that if she had never encountered these bizarre things, she would definitely stay at home now, staying by the side of Xiucai and Xiucai's lady.

Round drops of water fell on the new dress on the table, splashing a dark round trail.

Qiuqiu was busy wiping it, and she didn't dare to use much force, for fear that her clothes would be wrinkled and damaged.

The garment was weighed over his body, and it grew a little longer.

The talented lady may think that Qiuqiu will grow taller, so she deliberately made it longer. But in fact, Qiuqiu didn't grow much longer. She thought that maybe she would stay at this height for the rest of her life.

Even if the size fits, Qiuqiu will not wear it.

She was reluctant to wear it.

Qiuqiu opened the box, touched the clothes and shoes with love, and reluctantly put them into the box.

The man's voice came from behind him: "This is from home?" ”

Qiuqiu turned her head to look at him. Nodding his head, he said, "Yes." ”

She took one last look before closing the lid.

The traces of her past life can only be left in this way, in her heart.

The man walked over. Stand beside her. Look with her at the cloak that covers the top.

Qiuqiu closed the lid.

The little dragon jumped on her shoulder and licked her cheek as if in silent comfort.

Qiuqiu touched its little nose and signaled that she had accepted the heart.

Usually there are not many words in autumn and autumn, but today there are even fewer words.

The rain outside was silent.

"When the little sister left home. The mother is very reluctant. By the time I was leaving, she really couldn't stand it. I followed someone out the door, and I felt so sick that I wanted to tell the man that I wasn't leaving. I'm going back. ”

But now she is still here, thousands of miles away from Xiucai and Xiucai's lady.

She was homesick every day, and she thought about what they were doing at this time. What is the younger brother doing? Has Xiucai Niang's back pain recurred?

My little sister is close to home, but she rarely comes back once a year.

Qiuqiu was even a little jealous of her little sister.

How good would it be if I was also worshipping at Xuannu? It's so close to home, it's easy to go back and see it.

It's so far away now......

"If you want to go back, I can help you."

Qiuqiu raised her head.

The man watched her quietly.

"It's too far." Qiuqiu said softly.

Of course she wanted to go back.

But she can't leave the sect at will, with her special physique, she is afraid of causing trouble to Xiucai and his wife when she goes back.

"It doesn't matter." He reached for it.

Qiuqiu hesitated.

She slowly reached over and placed it in his palm.

"You close your eyes."

Qiuqiu looked at him again.

There is a calming power in this person's body, and Qiuqiu closed her eyes.

Suddenly, the palms of his hands tightened, and his body suddenly lost weightless, as if he was suddenly suspended in the air, his feet could not step on the ground, and the sound of the whistling wind came from his ears.

Qiuqiu was surprised, but her instinctive reaction was not to open her eyes immediately to see what was going on, but instead her eyes closed tighter, and her hand was tightly grasped by that person's hand.

The man's arm wrapped around her and took her in his arms.

The cherished hug didn't make people feel offended in the slightest.

It's like that kiss in the rain that day.

How long did this feeling last? It may not be a long time, but Qiuqiu feels like a ...... It's like a long, long time.

This embrace gave her the feeling that it was not strange at all, familiar...... Make her want to cry.

When his feet finally touched the ground, he whispered, "All right, open your eyes." ”

Qiuqiu opened her eyes and was stunned.

In front of her was the familiar courtyard and the door wall - she ...... She's back?

How is this possible, home is thousands of miles away, how can it be possible to cross this thousands of miles in an instant? In this world...... How could anyone be so powerful?

"Let's go in and have a look."

Qiuqiu's hands trembled, and the knocker rattled when she touched it, but she didn't knock on the door decently.

A jade-white palm reached over and knocked on the door for her.

A familiar response came from the door: "Who?" ”

As soon as Qiuqiu heard the voice, tears filled her eyes in an instant, and her mouth opened for a moment, but she didn't make any sound.

The voice of the talented lady came from inside: "Who is it?" ”

Her footsteps could be heard coming this way. There was a creak, and the door was opened a crack.

Qiuqiu cried and called: "Mother." ”

The basket held by the talented lady was crooked, and the threads and rags inside were all poured.

"Qiu'er?"

The mother and daughter hugged and cried.

Qiuqiu didn't know how she got into the house, how she sat down, and she didn't even know what she and Xiucai said for a long time after entering the house. Both of them were anxious to speak, eager to listen—but more often with their eyes, looking greedily at the person in front of them, holding tightly with their hands, rubbing them, and indeed the other party really existed. It's not my own imagination.

After the initial excitement, the mother and daughter really began to have a conversation. The incoherent tears just now, although it was a large period of chaos, revealed the depression that had accumulated in my heart, and now people are a little tired. But it was easy.

"How are you at home? How is Daddy? What about the younger brother? Has your back pain ever recurred? ”

"How are you? Are you used to eating? Is there enough clothes to wear? Has anyone bullied you? How are the people there treating you? ”

The mother and daughter opened their mouths to ask a string of questions, stunned. Qiuqiu smiled first. The talented lady also smiled.

She said first: "The family is fine, didn't your father keep saying that he wanted to take the test again?" He now goes to Mr. Lin's every day to read and write essays together, and he only comes back after dinner there. Your brother also let him take it, and he will be enlightened with Mr. Lin's little grandson, and he will come back with your father later. ”

"You're the only one left in the family that day?"

How lonely it is.

Xiucai is not as fragile as Qiuqiu thought, and she has the kung fu of sadness and loneliness: "I'm busy." I can't finish picking up all day long, but if I think about it, I can't tell what I did that day. ”

Housework is the most abrasive, repeating the same work every day. But at first glance, it is not obvious. Not to mention anything else, the three-foot pot table, three meals a day are consumed on it, day after day, year after year.

The talented lady is no longer as beautiful as she used to be, and her waist is not as straight as before.

The years are really terrible, and they are really ruthless.

Qiuqiu also told her about the incident in the Purple Jade Pavilion. said that he worshipped a very good master, never beat and scolded her, nor asked her to work, and always had good things for her to secretly. There are many people in the sect, it is very lively, she also told Xiucai Lady about the last time she went out, went to the sea, went to the island, picked up shells on the beach, looked for corals, and ate shrimp in the fisherman's house, and showed her while talking: "The shrimp are so big." ”

Xiucai Niangzi smiled and nodded, in fact, she couldn't understand it too much, but when she looked at Qiuqiu, even if she didn't understand it very well, as long as she looked at her, she was happy to hear her voice.

Qiuqiu didn't really miss that island experience so much. She just tried her best to let the talented lady understand, believe that she was doing well, and had a colorful life, so that she could let go of her worries, no longer worry about her, and think about it day and night.

Just as he was talking lively, Qiuqiu was gesturing with a crab as big as a small pot, and the sound of calling the door came from outside.

Qiuqiu paused suddenly, and the talented lady said, "Your father and they are back." ”

"Mother, you sit, I'll open the door."

The talented lady also stood up.

Her eyes were reluctant to leave her daughter for a moment, and the two walked to the courtyard gate together.

Qiuqiu reached out and pulled the latch of the door.

The younger brother looked at the person standing in the door with his mouth half-open.

Xiucai was also stunned.

Xiucai Niangzi smiled with tears in her eyes and said, "You guys won't come back sooner, let's see who's coming?" ”

The little brother shouted crisply: "Sister! ”

After all, Xiucai's cultivation kung fu is much deeper than that of his wife and young children, and he nodded and said, "Qiu'er...... Why didn't you send a letter when you came back? ”

"Don't stand at the door and talk, all in, all in."

Xiucai asked, "Have you eaten?" ”

The talented lady just remembered, oops, she patronized and spoke, but she didn't even go to the fire to cook.

Seeing her annoyed expression, Qiuqiu rolled up her sleeves: "I'll give my mother a start, let's make steamed pork to eat?" I want to eat steamed pork, but I can't eat it when I go out. ”

Xiucai Niang pulled her sleeve and wiped the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile: "Okay, make steamed meat." (To be continued.) )

ps: I saw that my friends said too little in the text, and it was very slow to do more every day...... I'm really sorry for everyone. My family was discharged from the hospital a month after the operation, and from the time I was discharged to the present, I have been taking care of me every day, leaving early and returning late, and I am so tired that I don't want to talk much when I get home every day. The last time I asked the editor for leave, I also told the editor at the time that I would try to ensure that I kept changing, but I was afraid that it would be difficult to add more. Thank you for your understanding. Please continue to accompany me, encourage me, and give me the courage to persevere. Late at night I thought I might break down tomorrow, but when the sun rose, I mustered up the courage to face it. Cat flutter Chinese