Zhang's mother and daughter live in Chongning Lane in the east of the city, a small triple courtyard, the hall house meets guests, and the mother and daughter sleep in the north room. When Zhang's brother was seriously ill, the family of three returned to Yongnian County to visit. Halfway through, Yushu's father and the mother were separated, and it has been several years in a blink of an eye, and Yushu's father has not been seen looking for him. The neighbors didn't say it on the surface, but they all talked about it behind their backs, either Yushu killed her father in a foreign land, or Yushu was an illegitimate daughter, Zhang deliberately said this in order to look good on her face.

"It's so hot just in the summer, it's really ......" Zhang was lying on the bed on his side with only his belly pocket pajamas, supporting his head with one hand, and shaking the pu fan with the other hand, exposing his white shoulders and back, lazily complaining.

Yushu had a hairpin high, sat at the table and embroidered a handkerchief by the dim light, and did not speak for a long time. She embroidered silver-edged Molan, yellow flowers and green leaves with light vermicelli hemp bottom cloth, which is very elegant. Yushu put her hand on the edge of the table, pressed it with her right hand, and deftly threaded the needle and thread on the cloth with her left hand.

Zhang looked at Yushu who was concentrating on embroidery under the lamp, obviously she was still the beautiful child with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes and a nose and a sandalwood mouth, but Zhang always felt that her demeanor was not quite the same as before.

Zhang sighed faintly, remembering what Doctor Bai said, "If you lose your memory, your temperament will inevitably change." Take your time, you'll always remember......"

"Take your time, you'll remember." Zhang silently recited this sentence in his heart several times, and then felt a lot relieved, yawned a long time, and urged, "Yu'er, don't embroider, sleep." ”

"Auntie, you have to do things from the beginning to the end!" Yushu seemed to be reasoning with Zhang, her tone was soft and patient.

As she spoke, Yushu's hands didn't stop, and she broke the thread tightly embroidered, and her hands cooperated, skillfully falling and stretching. The whole set of movements was smooth, and there was no panic because of the disabled right hand. Yushu folded the handkerchief and put it in the sewing basket, then took off her shoes and went to bed.

Zhang sang softly while fanning Yushu,

"Picking and picking the herbs, picking the ...... in thin words" [1]

"Picking and picking herbs, there are ...... words"

"Picking and picking the herbs, the ...... of thin words"

Zhang's voice was soft, humming softly accompanied by the faint chirping of cicadas, and Yushu soon fell into a deep sleep.

The long eyelashes as thick as butterfly wings formed a dark shadow under Yushu's eyes, and she didn't know what she dreamed of, her small and ruddy lips were tightly pursed, and her brows were furrowed. Zhang Shi looked at Yushu's little adult-like expression, felt funny, and couldn't help but raise his hand to smooth Yushu's black and bright forehead, and secretly said in his heart, the left hand is so dexterous, it is my Yu'er!

Zhang looked at Yushu for a while before turning off the lights and lying down.

I don't know how long I slept, Zhang turned over in a daze, and suddenly felt that someone was pushing her, Zhang was startled, and immediately opened his eyes at the same time, subconsciously protected Yushu, but in the dark, he saw Yushu's index finger standing up to his lips, signaling Zhang's silence, and then pointing to the door.

Zhang steadied his mind, pricked up his ears, and heard the door latch rattling, following the sound, a silver light faintly played in the middle of the crack in the door, and the door latch also moved little by little.

Yushu pointed to the porcelain vase on the bamboo shelf at the door again, and Zhang understood and nodded at Yushu. Yushu just wanted to raise her leg to cross Zhang's to the ground, but Zhang's stopped her and patted her chest, meaning: "A-Niang is here in everything, so why don't you take risks." ”

In the dark, Zhang's pajama pants with only a belly pocket did such a heroic action, which was really funny. But Yushu felt warm in her heart. She is small and has little strength, and she is not high enough, so Zhang really has a big grasp of this matter. So he leaned on Zhang's and lay down again.

Zhang got up, got barefoot on the ground, tiptoed up the vase on the bamboo shelf, and hid behind the door to wait for the rabbit.

The person who came may not be used to stealing, Yushu half of her body was sore, and the door was opened.

Yushu's eyes suddenly lit up, and it was finally here!

With a creak, a dark shadow came in through the crack in the door, paused for a moment, and walked towards the couch with a sharp knife in hand.

Murder?

This thought flashed through Yushu's mind, and Zhang, who had been waiting for a long time, smashed the vase into the back of the thief's head with all his might. The thief didn't even snort, and collapsed to the ground, and the smell of blood poured out.

Yushu got up in a hurry, quickly pulled off the clothes on the screen and threw them to Zhang, and quickly put them on herself, before running to the window, tearing her throat and crying, "Help...... Help......"

There was silence, and Yushu's immature and weak cry for help looked particularly panicked and helpless.

Zhang sorted out his clothes, looked at the unlucky guy who passed out on the ground, and then looked at Yushu who was struggling to call for help by the window, and was sneering. Her pleasure disturbed Yushu, who was seriously asking for help. Yushu turned her head and complained a little helplessly: "Auntie, don't laugh!" We've got to cry! ”

Under the moonlight, the two tear stains on Yushu's face were shining brightly, but her eyes were more calm than afraid. Zhang looked at the familiar and quite unfamiliar Yushu, and couldn't help but nod.

On hot summer nights, most of them can't sleep. Soon, many neighbors gathered at the door of Yushu's house.

After a while, Lieutenant Fang also came with an errand officer. Some were responsible for dispersing the crowd, while others carried the hapless thief out of the house. Zhang's strength is not small, although the thief was only beaten like this, but in the end he smashed his head, and blood dripped from the house to the door.

The scattered neighborhoods turned back three times in one step, and the reluctant small steps moved. When they saw someone coming out, they all stretched their necks to look this way.

"Who is this, it's not taboo, I don't know if Xie Xiaoniang's life is hard?"

"What can I say! Don't look at her young age, it's really unambiguous! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, what does this have to do with fate? It's obviously smashed...... "Everyone is silent, everyone knows this reason, but if something happens, if you don't take it with you and say a few words about Yushu's life, it's like cooking without salt."

Until someone says, "Huh? How do I feel familiar with this thief? The surroundings were quieter, and countless eye knives were thrown at the middle-aged man who spoke.

The servant also had long ears, and when he heard someone say that he might know the thief, he cried out, "Hey! Don't go yet. Come here, come here, recognize ......"

Zhang's face was cut by the broken ballast from the porcelain vase, blood beads and tears fell on the placket, pasted into a light rust red, his hair was scattered, and he sat on the couch with Yushu in his arms in despair. Yushu didn't cry anymore, Xu is tears dried up, her face was pale and she wrapped around Zhang's waist, quietly snuggled in her arms, motionless. Anyone who sees this helpless mother and daughter will be unbearable.

Song Po, the female servant who came with Captain Fang, was a loud old woman, but at this time, she couldn't help comforting the two of them softly, for fear of shocking Zhang's mother and daughter again.