Xiuhan kept talking about her luck throughout the winter vacation, and Hedi's ears were almost calloused when she heard it. But she was so happy to see Xiuhan that she couldn't bear to interrupt her. I had to listen to the song with Xiuhan's headphones in my ears and listen to her speech. Xiuhan would take out a piece of paper from her schoolbag and draw as she spoke, and the characters drawn were simply different, but she was still very proud, and she thought that she had drawn the essence of Xing Xiyun's appearance. Later, a week before he went back, Xiuhan suddenly stopped coming to Hetu's house. He Tu felt very strange that the person who had been running to her house every day to chat had disappeared out of thin air, as if there was something empty in her life.

So after eating and washing the dishes one day, Hetu walked downhill in a thick cotton jacket and came to Grandma He's house. The door of Grandma He's house was closed, but it was not locked, and it opened as soon as it was pushed. He Tu walked in and bypassed the shadow wall, only to see that the courtyard was quiet, no one and no sound. She first entered the side room, and saw Grandma He lying on the bed taking a nap, so she quietly withdrew, closed the door tightly, and walked towards the big house.

As soon as she pushed the door open, she heard the sound of very loud music, and the room was cold, as if there was no stove. He Tu walked in and saw Xiuhan lying on the table doing his homework, the pen in his hand dancing wildly, and his mouth still singing to the music.

"Why didn't you come to my house?" He Tu asked coldly, and Xiuhan was taken aback. She was concentrating on her homework, and she pricked up her ears to listen to the music carefully, but she didn't hear the sound of Hetu pushing the door in. I saw her stroke her chest, let out a breath, and reproached: "Why did you come in and be silent, you scared me to death." ”

"I think you're too serious, I didn't hear you." He Tu lifted the lid of the furnace with an iron hook, and saw that there was no dim fire in the stove, so he said, "It's so cold, why don't you make a stove, how can you write with your hands so cold?" ”

"I won't." Xiuhan said simply, his eyes never took off the homework book, "My grandma is asleep, isn't it?" Anyway, I wear a lot of clothes, and I'm not afraid of the cold. ”

"You wait." As he spoke, he picked up the charcoal basin and walked to the house where Grandma He was asleep, took two pieces of burning red charcoal from it, put them in the dark stove in the big house, added three pieces of unburned charcoal to it, covered the stove, clapped his hands and said, "It should be hot in a while." You add some charcoal to it later, and it will keep burning. ”

"Thank you." Xiuhan hung his head, his face both tired and excited. Exhaustion is due to homework, and excitement is due to listening to music. He Tu was amused by the tangled expression on her face, and sat next to her and looked at her homework book, only to see that the writing on it looked like ants crawling, and she couldn't make out what the words were unless she looked carefully.

"You write like this, the teacher doesn't scold?"

"He won't look at it." Xiuhan pursed his lips and patted the homework stacked next to him, "These are all assigned by him, dozens of classmates in the class, he wants to look at them one by one, it's strange if his eyes are not blind." ”

"So that's what you wrote?"

Hearing a bit of reproach in Hedi's tone, Xiuhan raised his head to look at her and said, "Oh, it's only been more than a week since I left school, I can only rush like this, otherwise if I don't teach homework, I will be slapped by the teacher." ”

He snorted and laughed, and stopped talking, for fear of disturbing Xiuhan's homework. She sat and watched for a while, and felt that the room was getting warmer, so she stood up and prepared to take her leave. Xiuhan was so busy that he didn't have time to brush the hair that fell on his forehead, so he hurriedly said, "I'll go to you after my homework is done", and stopped talking. Hetu walked out the door, and the air outside was much colder than the air in the room. She wrapped her padded jacket tightly and walked slowly uphill out of the courtyard gate.

He Tu waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Xiuhan to come back to him. Xiuhan left too much homework, and he rushed overnight for several days, and finally finished it the morning before he went back. After lunch, she put on a down jacket and ran out of the warm room towards Hetu's house, she still wanted to talk to her, otherwise when she went back, she wouldn't be able to see her for a semester, and she wouldn't be able to speak. As a result, when he arrived at Hetu's house, he was told by Jiafu that Cuiying led a few children to go to relatives. Xiuhan waited in the empty courtyard for a while, watching Jiafu do carpentry in the yard wearing a thick cotton jacket, and did not wait for Hetu to come back until the sun went down. Grandma He walked up to her tremblingly on crutches, and she helped Grandma He to go back. She was going to leave for the shuttle bus at half past eight the next morning, so she packed all her luggage a day in advance, and stepped on the frozen hard loess road with her schoolbag in the morning light.

When Hetu returned, Jiafu told her that Xiuhan had come to the house to look for her. He Tu thought in his heart that he would cook first, and it should be too late to go to Xiuhan after eating. As a result, after a meal, it was already dark and I couldn't see anything, and when I went out of the courtyard gate, I could barely see the lights in Grandma He's yard. He Tu thought that Xiuhan should still be in a hurry to do his homework, and he would go to her the next day. As a result, as soon as she came to the door the next day, Grandma He told her that Xiuhan had left, and her heart fell heavily.

A good friend left temporarily, and Hetu's life became boring again, and he almost lived a normal life. Sometimes she really wants to buy a ticket to go to the city to find Xiuhan, but she has no money, and she is just a child, and her parents will definitely not agree. In addition to being sad and disappointed, she remembered Xiuhan's promise again, and when she thought that Xiuhan would come again during the summer vacation, her heart became happy again, and she felt that there was a faint expectation in life.

At the beginning of spring, Jiafu led Heyi to school to report. As soon as the ground thawed, the family became busy, and only Hetu and Hefu remained in the courtyard. In the silent almost grave-like house, she cleaned the house, and then did needlework, feeling that every minute and every second was so difficult, it took almost all her strength to come to an end. One afternoon, a pair of cloth shoes was completed again in Hedi's hands, and Hedi looked left and right for a while, and then felt bored. She threw down her cloth shoes, put away the sewing basket, opened the wardrobe and felt inside, turned out the doll that Xiuhan gave her, and played with it in her hand.

"Which dress looks good in it?" She muttered to herself, changed all the dresses for the doll, and soon lost interest again. She knelt on the kang again and stretched out her hand to touch the inside of the closet, and her palm suddenly came into contact with something cold and hard, it was the fairy tale book she hadn't taken out for a long time, and in the depths of the closet it had become as cold as the temperature outside. He hesitated for a moment before taking it out of it, turning it open and reading it from the first page.

There were still annotations she had made with a pencil, and she hadn't turned the book for a long time, and she had forgotten how to read many words. At this time, I slowly spelled it out against the pinyin, and I suddenly felt that my mouth was fragrant. Reading and reading, Hedi suddenly put the book on his lap and raised his head to look blankly at a certain place in the air. She thought of Heyi, imagining her days at school, how she studied with her teacher, and how she wrote with a pen in her hand. She felt jealous in her heart, and when this fantasy came to an end, she remembered how she had begged her parents to send her to school, and she hated them again. If they had sent themselves to school, they would have known a lot of words now, and they wouldn't have stayed at home and wasted their time doing nothing like they are now. She just sat there in a daze, as if a storm had blown through her head. She felt extremely tired and didn't want to continue this life at all, and as soon as the thoughts in her heart broke through the extreme of grievances, tears flowed out of her eyes, leaving one meandering tear stain after another on her face. Maybe if she continues to study, she will now be like Xiuhan, playing with her classmates at school, doing homework during the holidays, or being scolded or even beaten by the teacher. It's a wonderful thing to go to school, but it's a pity that she doesn't have such an opportunity, never again.

She sat on the kang and wept until the courtyard door outside was pushed with an uproar, and she woke up from her thoughts, hurriedly wiped the tears from her face, put the book in the closet, and ran out to see who came in.

Holding a dead branch in his hand, he jumped around the yard and shouted, "Accept my stick!" He Tu breathed a sigh of relief, she thought that the family had returned. Seeing the sun already hanging in the west, she turned and went into the house again, put aside the jumbled thoughts that had just surrounded her, and began to make supper.

However, in the hot summer time, Hetu did not wait for the arrival of Xiuhan.

He Tu sat on the field, listening to the tapes that Xiu Han had given her over and over again, and fantasizing about what Xiu Han was doing now, maybe she was singing, jumping, playing with the boy she liked very much. Perhaps she has forgotten her promise and has left herself behind. He lowered his head lonely, Xiuhan has Xiuhan's world, there are many interesting things in that world, and there is only Xiuhan in his own world.

But Hedi still has some luck in her heart, and she will still take Heyi to Grandma He's house to sit for a while every day to help her do her work, looking forward to the day when Xiuhan will parachute in front of him and surprise herself. This life lasted until the end of the following winter, on a cold morning in March, when the sky was cloudy, the snow seemed to be falling, the northwest wind was blowing, and people stood in the wind as if they were standing on the tip of a knife. He Tu carried a pair of freshly made shoes in his left hand, and he held the game in his right hand, and walked downhill against the wind. She stood at the door and knocked on the door for a long time, and Heyi followed her and tapped on the door, but no one answered. He Tu felt a little anxious in her heart, when she came a few days ago, she saw Grandma He lying on the kang, as if she didn't have any strength to speak, she knocked on the door for so long at this time, did she not have the strength to get out of bed and open the door? She bent down and said to Heyi: "You go to call your parents, just say that we knocked on the door, and Grandma He didn't open the door, is there an accident?" ”

He turned around obediently and hurried up the slope. He continued to knock on the door, and the big iron door made the sound of the wind blowing and the thud of fists slamming the door, which kept shaking people's hearts in the silent morning.

Jiafu and Cuiying hurried down, and they knocked on the door a few times, but no one opened it. Jiafu stepped on the bricks of the brick wall and climbed over the wall and opened the door inside. As soon as the door opened, Hetu rushed in, running through the familiar shadow wall and into the side room. The room was deserted, almost as cold as outside, the curtains were not opened, and the room was dark. Hetu fumbled to open the curtains, and a cloud of dust rose from the place where the light shone in.

Grandma He lay on the kang with her back to them, not moving, as if she had become one with the kang. He Tu climbed onto the kang and gently pushed her back, but there was still no response. At this time, Jiafu also came in, he motioned for Hetu to go away, but he reached under Grandma He's nose, stood still for a few seconds, suddenly sighed, turned his head and shook his head at Cuiying.

He Tu suddenly remembered where he seemed to have seen this expression, and there was a kind of regret in that expression, but it was more sympathy, the kind of sympathy that did not happen to himself, but only to others. She finally remembered that when her grandfather passed away, the faces of the full people standing in the courtyard were like this, as if they were copied, and there was no difference at all.

"Hedi, you lead Heyi back, don't come out, look at Hefu." Emerald Shadow turned to Hetu and said. He Tumu nodded blankly, and led He Yi to turn around and go out. He Yi was still innocently asking what was going on, but the two adults were busy flipping Grandma He's body carefully over and lying down, ignoring her questioning.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Heyi looked up and asked Heyi. As if he hadn't heard, he took her hand and walked out, until he reached his own house, and then let go of his cold little hand.

He Tu sat on the kang, and suddenly felt a little happy in his heart, does this mean that he can see Xiuhan. Suddenly, she was ashamed of her thoughts, slapped herself twice, and closed her eyes tightly. She began to think back to the time when Grandma He was kind to her, and the more she thought about it, the more she gradually felt sad in her heart, and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

"Sister, what's wrong with Grandma He? Why doesn't she get up when she sees us coming? He Yi leaned on her knee and asked again. He Tu stretched out his arm to take the needlework basket with an expressionless face, and said coldly: "The children ask so much. That's an adult business, so let's leave it alone. Have you finished your homework? If you haven't finished it, hurry up and do your homework! ”

He Yi pouted dissatisfiedly, and at this time Hefu ran in. He was wearing a brand-new padded jacket, which Cuiying had just made for him, and he was running around the kitchen with a branch in his hand, and Hetu shouted, and said to Heyi: "Take Hefu to do homework together." "Hefu has already started the first grade, and he is still in the humble elementary school in the village, led by Heyi every day, and the two of them go to school together.

Seeing his younger brother and sister lying on the table and posing on the table to do their homework, Hetu smiled with satisfaction. She sat calmly on the kang, the needle in her hand threading back and forth, as if waiting for something.

After a while, Zhou's mother also went out. Because Hexin was older, she was taken by Zhou's mother to help. In the evening, she was picking up hay on the field, and heard a very noisy voice coming from the slope, so she hurriedly ran over, and saw some people from the village walking around three people from the city who were dressed very foreignly, and she was very familiar with the three people, one was Lao He, who was frowning tightly, pursing his lips, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be deeper. One is Hui Rui, who comforted him next to Lao He, and kept raising his hand to wipe away the tears on his face. Xiuhan followed behind, keeping his head down, unable to see the expression on his face clearly. She still had earplugs in her ears and seemed indifferent. He Tu shouted at her on the slope, and Xiuhan raised her head, only to see that she had tears all over her face.

He felt a pain in his heart, but he didn't know what to do. I just watched them walk over, rush into the door of Grandma He's house together, and then disappear.

The joy of the moment when Hedi saw Xiuhan suddenly replaced the pain he felt when his grandmother died. With hay in her arms, she stood on the sidelines for a long time before slowly entering the yard step by step. She couldn't suppress the impulse in her heart, she wanted to rush into the yard of Grandma He's house, and listen to Xiuhan's nagging about her things at school and at home, how much she wanted to hear Xiuhan's stories, when she listened to those stories, she seemed to live in Xiuhan's world, whether it was cooking or sweeping the floor, knitting sweaters and making shoes in the real world, trivial and boring things like cooking or sweeping the floor or knitting sweaters and making shoes were far away from her. But He Tu clearly knew that the current Xiuhan didn't have the energy and mood to tell her about herself, so she suppressed the impulse in her heart and prepared to wait for Grandma He's funeral before going to find Xiuhan.

But before she could look for it, Xiuhan left with her parents the next afternoon.

When he stood in the empty courtyard, he felt very lost. The joy in her heart has completely disappeared, and only the dissatisfaction and resentment against Xiuhan remain.