Chapter 015 The Happiness of an Ordinary Life

At four o'clock in the morning, it was still dawn. It's just that the wind passed through, and it seemed to blow away the dark clouds, revealing some ambiguous light. The streets after the strong wind were a little embarrassed.

Dong Xiaokui stood in front of the window for a while, very sleepy, but she didn't want to sleep, and she couldn't sleep. So I changed my clothes, opened the door gently, and wanted to walk outside. As soon as I got out of the building, I saw a cigarette butt in front of the stone table in the courtyard. Dong Xiaokui was stunned, standing in place, with the help of the faint light, she saw the blurred figure, so familiar, it was Xu Er.

She didn't expect him to go back to sleep in the house, but smoked outside the house.

Dong Xiaokui stood at the door, looking at him downstairs. From time to time, the wind was a little strong, blowing the trees and swaying, with the fragrance of gardenias.

He finished smoking a cigarette and didn't get up, just sat there, as if thinking about something. After a while, he lit another cigarette, still using a match, and struck it lightly, then raised a warm flame. The flames jumped in the wind.

He clasped his hands and carefully guarded the flame. The sudden flames reflected the silhouette of his face, resolute. Then the flames were extinguished, and only the cigarette butts were extinguished.

On this night, the wind was raging. Dong Xiaokui leaned on the wooden stilted pillars, looked at Xu Er downstairs, and remembered the scenes of the past, the departure of his father, the continuous falls on the road of life, and the suffering of the two years caused by Li Yongfeng's paranoia, Chen Jiachuan said that he broke up......

This scene is vivid. It doesn't seem too far away. At that time, she was firmly committed to happiness. However, she never expected to meet someone like Xu Er.

Meet, hold, know each other, and maybe have silent love. He treats her well and cherishes her. Even if there is no ending in the future, the most beautiful scene in this life is to meet him. What a wonderful part of that.

However, love is not the whole of life. It's not that people who love each other will definitely be together after hard work.

This man is a natural king. If you have to be separated, it is best for him. Then, even if it hurts, I am willing. It's just that from now on, she will live a better life.

She leaned against the pillars, reluctant to take her eyes off. Although the light is unknown, only the vague figure of Xu Erze sitting under the gardenia tree can be seen, and he smokes cigarette after cigarette.

On this night, two men and women with their own hearts, one stood upstairs watching the people downstairs, and the other sat in the courtyard and smoked, and so on until the east was twilight.

Xu Er got up at this time, walked to the gardenia, and looked at the gardenia on the tree. Dong Xiaokui moved her numb feet at this time, as if she had just gotten up and opened the door, and walked downstairs, shouting in a slightly surprised tone as she walked: "Are you up?" ”

"Hmm." He replied, turning his head.

Dong Xiaokui could see a slight haggard look on his face, and his eyes were as calm as when he saw him for the first time, so calm that people felt too deep.

"Like that flower?" Dong Xiaokui asked, in fact, she was afraid of his scrutinizing gaze.

"The scent is not nasty. The flower shape is good, too. Not bad. He replied calmly.

Dong Xiaokui let out an "um", saw the cigarette butt on the stone table, and did not speak. Xu Er said, "I smoked a few cigarettes, but I didn't find the ashtray and trash can, so——"

"Smoke less, you know——, me—we all want you to be well." Dong Xiaokui said, covering up herself in a bit of a panic.

"Okay." He replied. Then he stood under the gardenia tree and looked at her.

The wind was still as grand as ever, and there were yellow gardenias falling and fluttering. The two of them stood here, like an eternal classical painting, with sadness in the unknown morning light.

There was silence again, and he said, "I'll go wash up, and I'll have something to do in a while." ”

"I'll prepare." She replied. Then he turned around and went to the bathroom, prepared hot water, squeezed toothpaste for him and handed it over. He stood in front of some old mirror, took it and began to brush his teeth.

Dong Xiaokui walked out and said, "I'll cook porridge." ”

He didn't speak, still washing. Dong Xiaokui didn't care whether he ate or not, the important thing was that she wanted to make breakfast for him. It is a clear porridge made with glutinous rice bought from a farmer in Hexiangdu, and stewed with a little shredded chicken. I fried the greens, made fried peanuts, and naturally had a kimchi platter. Last night, he liked to eat very much.

Putting breakfast on the table, Dong Xiaokui went to Xu Er to eat. I saw him standing under the eaves, talking on the phone, in a very small voice, vaguely saying, "I'm not free now." ”

Then, he hung up the phone, turned around, and said to Dong Xiaokui lightly, "Breakfast is ready?" ”

"Hmm." She nodded.

Xu Erqing's cold face actually showed a light smile, and said, "I've smelled the incense a long time ago." By the way, let your mom and brother have breakfast together. ”

"Leave them alone. My mom used soy milk fritters in the morning, the house on the corner. Xiaohuai only eats egg noodles, and for a while, he cooks it himself. Dong Xiaokui replied and walked into the dining room with him.

"Your family's habits are really different. What about you? Xu Er asked, already sitting at the dining table and picking up chopsticks.

"I like to drink porridge, and when I used to go to school, I would simmer porridge in a crockpot at night, and it would be hot the next morning. At that time, the kind of charcoal ash that had not burned through was used. Dong Xiaokui happily talked about the old days.

In fact, the way of simmering porridge in the past was the traditional of the Dong family, and it was also my father's favorite way to tinker. Dong Xiaokui likes to eat, so when her father gets it, she always follows up. Over time, you will be able to do it yourself. Later, when Dad went, she felt more and more that the porridge was delicious, but Daddy's way of simmering porridge was too cumbersome for breakfast. So, she thought of a lot of ways to improve.

"You little girl will enjoy life." Xu Er tasted it, paused for a moment, and said, "This rice has to be new rice, right?" ”

Dong Xiaokui nodded and said, "The rice that Hexiangdu just put away, my mother went to buy it a few days ago." Because in the second half of the year, there are many festivals, such as the winter solstice, Laba, spring, etc., all need a lot of glutinous rice. ”

"It's been years since I've eaten such delicious glutinous rice." He sighed.

"Nonsense. Your second son Xu is very picky, so there are undelicious things that can enter your mouth. Dong Xiaokui didn't believe it and pouted.

He just smiled and drank a bowl of porridge. Then he said: "No matter how delicious it is, it is not as good as this morning." ”

"Second Prince Xu is really good at talking." Dong Xiaokui stirred the porridge with a spoon, and the fragrance of shredded chicken and glutinous rice were dense.

"It's just the truth." He replied calmly.

"Don't poke you." Dong Xiaokui glanced at him obliquely, saying this on his lips, but he was happy in his heart.

He just smiled lightly, stopped talking, and lowered his head to concentrate on drinking porridge. Dong Xiaokui didn't speak, and the two sat opposite each other, silent for a while. The wind outside the window gradually stopped, and the birds woke up in the faint morning light, chirping one after another, crisp and pleasant.

The daylight was hazy, casting some brightness outside the window, birdsong and light wind, and some fog surging. They had breakfast together, and it was a blissful and mysterious morning. If you can do this every morning in the future, it will be the most beautiful happiness in life.

But in this world, happiness is always short-lived. Even though the two of them ate slowly, the meal had to be finished. It's like Zhang Wuji hugging Zhao Min, hoping that the road will never come to an end, but that road will have an end after all.

Xu Er ate several bowls and swept away all the porridge she boiled. She chuckled and asked, "Do you still want to eat?" There are hand skins in the refrigerator, and you can wrap a few flowers. My craft is not bad. ”

"I think, though, he won't allow it." Xu Er stood up and patted his stomach.

Dong Xiaokui smiled and began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. Mom came downstairs and saw that Xu Er and Dong Xiaokui had just finished breakfast, she was stunned for a moment and said, "Got up so early?" ”

"Auntie, morning." Xu Er greeted him politely.

"Well, early." Mom glanced at Xu Er and glanced at Dong Xiaokui again.

The eyes looked at each other, and there were doubts. Dong Xiaokui pretended not to see it, lowered her head to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and said, "Zhonglin has something to deal with today, so let's eat early." ”

Mom said "um", looked at the little bit left, and said, "Breakfast in the countryside is always simpler, if it is not enough, you must say that there are still some eggs at home." It's pretty fresh. ”

"Auntie, it's already eaten, don't worry." Xu Er said with a smile.

"Just eat well." Mom also smiled, dragging her voice and telling Xiaohuai to get up and open a shop. Dong Xiaokui then remembered that today was the day to catch the market.

Dong Xiaohuai hummed and agreed on the shop outside. Mom walked to the well platform to fetch water and wash her face. After a while, Dong Xiaohuai was sleepy-eyed, came in from outside, greeted Xu Er politely, and also went to fetch water to wash his face.

Xu Er responded politely, and then asked Xiaokui to accompany him to the car to get a change of clothes. I thought he would pick a formal outfit, but he chose an extremely casual outfit to put on.

"Don't you have something important to do?" Dong Xiaokui asked.

"I want to go around where you live. So, I changed the time just now and went back in the evening. He replied nonchalantly. Dong Xiaokui remembered that when he called him to dinner just now, he seemed to be talking on the phone.

"You know, I'll let you rest and rest again." She said.

"I'm in my own hands, and it's okay." He replied, and stood by the window again, looking out for a while, and rejoiced, and said, "I haven't seen such a market for many years." It's very life-like. ”

"Then go for a walk." Dong Xiaokui's tone was pleasant.

"Okay." He replied, his tone more relaxed than ever. So the two of them went out into the street together.

In the morning market, hot steamed buns, soybean milk fritters, red oil noodle restaurants, etc., as well as fruit farmers and vegetable farmers in the mountains buy fresh vegetables and fruits, old ladies wear beautiful flower headscarves, carry half a basket of eggs and people must be investigated, young peasant women and farmers ride motorcycles, carry chickens, ducks and geese, and sell along the street, and students who have just started school wear school uniforms and carry school bags, passing through the crowd in twos and threes......

In the beautiful morning light, all ordinary happiness is happening, like delicate flowers. The market in the new street of Yunlai Town is very lively, and there are many people. Xu Er is very interested in everything and looks around. seemed to be afraid that Dong Xiaokui would get lost, and kept holding her hand.

Crowds of people came and went, and they walked hand in hand. Go to the back street again, the back street of bluestone slabs, the morning fog is surging. She took him to see the rope bridge, to see the fishing place when he was a child, and to tell interesting stories about his childhood.

He listened quietly, occasionally asking questions, and then teased her at every opportunity. She would feign anger and pounce on him. He would smile happily and hold her hand tighter.

In the end, under the big tree at the head of the rope bridge, Dong Xiaokui stood side by side with him. Looking at the dwarf idol of the conjuring spirit, neither of them spoke. There was silence all around, only the breeze shuttling. She heard his voice, serious and calm, and he said, "Aoi, it's time for you to move out." ”......

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