Xiaojiu's mother was frightened by Xiaojiu's sudden shout: "Why are you so excited?" ”

"No, it's just a sudden move, and I didn't react a little." Xiaojiu put the dish he had just picked up into his mouth, smashed it, and said curiously: "I live well, why do you suddenly want to move." ”

"Alas, people didn't let me live, saying that my daughter-in-law was pregnant and had no place to raise a baby, and your father went to talk about it today, but it didn't work out." The little wine mother sighed, her face was full of sadness, she couldn't eat, and she sat there stunned and watched the two eat.

Xiaojiu ate a mouth full of oil, frowned, and said, "Then where are we going to move, have we found a house?" ”

"Your dad asked a friend to find it, and he will move tomorrow." Thinking that the house had been found, the sorrow on the little wine mother's face disappeared a lot.

Xiaojiu wiped his mouth and said dissatisfiedly: "It's so urgent, where is it in a hurry to clean up." ”

The sorrow that the little wine mother had just disappeared instantly came to her heart again: "Yes, I'm worried to death, why don't you move this." The little wine mother looked around aimlessly, and there were stuffed things everywhere, from the big cabinets to the small drawers, all of which were stuffed: "Let's start cleaning up after eating." ”

Xiaojiu nodded in a daze, finished the rest of the meal in a daze, and went to the room to clean up his things. It's okay if you don't clean it up, but as soon as you clean it up, all the scattered things come out.

"Hey, isn't this the bear hairpin I lost in junior high school, huh? It's not a book I can't find, and there's still ten bucks here. Xiao Jiu's eyes lit up, like a treasure hunt, and he turned over things that he couldn't find for a long time.

Xiaojiu is struggling to carry a stack of very tall books, she has always been able to finish things in one trip and never run a second trip, so she just moved them all at once. With Xiaojiu's thin arms and legs, he must not be able to move. Sure enough, it didn't meet the expectations, and before he took two steps, his hands became weak, and the book fell down with a bang, and he fell headfirst to the sky, and a yellowed photo fell down with the book.

Xiaojiu rubbed his aching buttocks and reached out to catch the photo that was slowly falling.

The photo is several years old, and the corners are a little yellowed, but it is very well preserved and not damaged in the slightest. The photo shows two children, 5.6 years old. The boy's eyebrows are clear, his big watery eyes are pitch black, like a pool of calm lake. He smiled brightly at the girl in front of him, like a pebble thrown into a pool of calm springs, rippling. The girl was dressed in a white dress, her eyes were red, and she had obviously cried. The back of the photo reads August 10, 2006.

Xiaojiu looked at the photo, slightly stunned, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth. Picking up the scattered books one by one, the photos are sandwiched between two unknown books again, as if they never appeared, did not exist.

After a busy night, Xiaojiu collapsed on the bed tiredly, and the room became empty, only one big box after another looked at her silently. Xiaojiu looked at the ink-like night, the stars fell all over the ground, and the curtains were blown down by the wind. Knowing that the usual shrill cry also became softer, Xiaojiu fell asleep peacefully.

The next morning, as soon as it was dawn, Xiaojiu was woken up by a rapid knock on the door: "Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu, get up, we are going to our new home." ”

Xiaojiu rolled over, covered his head, and continued to sleep.

I don't know how long later, the hurried knock on the door appeared again: "Xiaojiu, hurry up, the moving car is already downstairs." ”

It was very noisy outside the bedroom, and the sound of many people carrying things was thundering, and even if Xiaojiu wanted to sleep, he couldn't sleep.