"Child, rest early, live here first, although we are simple here, but we also have a house to cover our heads, no need to be exposed to the sun and rain, you are a girl's family, it is not easy to find a place, live here, don't worry." The aunt saw that the woman was always distracted, and her eyes always revealed despair, and she was really afraid that she would not be able to think about it.

The aunt didn't say anything after that, and she didn't know if she had listened to what she said, and when she saw that the woman didn't answer, she quietly left, after all, she couldn't open her heart so quickly.

"Woo~Woo~Woo~" The low crows outside the window kept shouting, as if there was something special, the woman was sleeping soundly on the bed, unwilling to struggle, muttering in her heart, who made the crows so noisy, I really want to eat them, don't disturb my sleep from now on. The expression in his eyes was different from before, revealing the cute and mischievous eyes of a girl.

The woman had been irritable since she knew her true situation, and her sleep plummeted, and now it was rare to be able to sleep on the bed as before, and constantly remembered how rare it was.

And now I am like a young girl full of vitality, the first few days before, but the uncle and aunt were in a hurry, originally when the woman just woke up like a frightened bird, for fear that she would not be able to think about it for a while, and then even if she came back again, she also wanted to kill herself.

The woman didn't say anything at first, I don't know why, but I just felt like the past few days were broken, and I didn't remember anything, but there were many vague memories that kept playing back.

Because the uncle and aunt found that it seemed that since they had a high fever, it seemed that the whole person was lively, and the uncle and aunt also felt very strange, but think about it, this is also very good, what is there to get by.

"Alright, girl, get up quickly, you've slept all day." The aunt held a bowl of millet porridge in one hand and opened the girl's quilt with the other.

"Hmm." When the girl heard this, she immediately became energetic, cheered up twelve points, and raised her vigilance by 13 degrees. The girl's eyes were a little sharp as if she was afraid of being attacked, but when she saw that it was her aunt, her eyes softened. The aunt saw this

"Come, hurry up and eat, the porridge I've been boiling for a long time is fragrant. You haven't eaten for a few days, you must be hungry, I see you falling asleep every day, sometimes I'm really afraid that I won't save you, and I'm afraid that you will be hungry, so I can only take water and gently apply it to your lips in order to continue your life. Then you have a fever again, which makes me sigh, and my heart is also hanging in my throat. There was a pause.

"It's really strange to say, but when I pulled you back, my face was pale, I hadn't eaten for a few days, and I thought I wouldn't come back, but my breathing was still very even, and the child's father always believed that he could save you... I was studying the herbs every day, and finally, when I saw you wake up, I finally had a smile on my face. The aunt said that she didn't forget to take a look at the uncle who was working outside the door, and the uncle was a little embarrassed to play with his own herbs.

"Child, your life is so big, it's pitiful to see what you've experienced when you've lost weight like this." Auntie said, while helping me up, I slowly got up, my body was light, like a paper figure, it was broken at the touch, as if the body was hollowed out, it should have been a long time since I had eaten, and I had no strength at all.

The aunt scooped up the spoon one by one, put it to her mouth and blew it gently, "Come on, it's not hot." ”

When the woman saw this, she seemed to have something to say, and raised her hand, but in the end she still did not raise it, so she slowly opened her mouth very obediently. Maybe I want to come by myself, that woman can survive, but she is also quite stubborn, and she always feels like she is so powerless for one more word.

It's not that I don't like my aunt and don't trust my aunt, it's just that I've gotten used to it in the past few years, and I'm used to it that only I am the most trustworthy person in the world, and other people are just good to you for a purpose, and you are just beneficial to them.

Do you think I'm too absolute, absolute, or you try to be unconditionally good to someone you don't know at all, and then you can't eat enough and can't dress warmly, is it possible? If there is one exception, it is the mother, but the mother can also be the person who hates it the most.

Okay, when can this very thoughtful brain not think so much, and the words that come out are just one word, but how can the inner world be so rich, and it can pile up a lot at once, so that you can't rest, it's really tiring.

Looking at it, the woman seemed to be stuck in memory again.

I remember that when I was a child, I was afraid of taking medicine, and every time my mother coaxed me to take medicine, she said that she would give me pastries after taking medicine.

Ever since I was a child, my mother asked me why I didn't ask for candy, because I didn't like candy, and the so-called candy was so sweet that it was sad. When the mother heard this, she paused, and said bitterly: "You are young, what do you know about grief? "I didn't say anything more.

When I was a child, I didn't know why other children liked to beg for candy, but I liked to eat pastries, and as I grew older, I knew that candy was flashy, and the more I ate, the thirstier I became, and pastries were different, not only to satisfy cravings, but also to fill my stomach.

You see, it's really a lot. At that time, my mother would make me my favorite osmanthus cake every time I finished taking medicine...

I don't know why I saw my mother's eyes so beautiful since I was a child, those eyes seemed to have magic, and there were so many stories in them that I wanted people to fall into them, and I just wanted to hear stories all my life.

"Girl, what are you in a daze, open your mouth, ah~" The woman's thoughts were pulled back by the aunt. Such an aunt is still very unaccustomed to the woman at first, but when the woman is constantly struggling on her own, when she has no strength at the beginning, there is no way to let the aunt feed.

In the past few days, I have been waiting here quietly, watching their family life, I feel quite good, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, like ordinary people, doing their own duty, no intrigue, no power competition.

Thinking, since God let you live, there is a reason for him, so let's live my ordinary life here honestly, but I didn't understand it at the beginning, and I worked too life. Everyone who knows that people who have gone through hell once, how can they say that they have walked an ordinary life, maybe from the beginning, they are destined to be different.