"Mother, I'm back."

Li Yunsheng went home, walked into a side hall in his courtyard, and stood on the inside of the threshold.

In the dark side hall, a middle-aged lady in a blue coarse cloth dress was leaning over to wipe a small black square table, hearing the voice coming from behind her, her body stiffened slightly, and slowly turned her head to look at the door of the side hall.

As if because the light at the door of this side hall was too strong, the middle-aged lady squinted her eyes, as if she was stunned for a while before she saw clearly. Then, with some hesitation and surprise on his face, he quickly straightened up, turned around, and was about to walk towards the door, but the foot that was about to step out suddenly retracted.

"Oh? Oh! Yes, is Yunsheng back? Come back to see your mother? Okay, good, good, it's really Yunsheng back. Jin'er, Jin'er, hurry, don't be busy wiping the chairs in that small room. Hurry up and make some lunch for the young master. ”

The middle-aged lady stood in place, her left hand propped up on the small square table she had just wiped, and she was still holding a rag in her right hand, looking intently at Li Yunsheng who was standing at the door, but she shouted out her maid Jin'er.

"Huh? Yes! Yes, it's really the young master who is back. Madam, Jin'er is going, this is going. ”

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, also dressed in a blue coarse cloth dress, quickly ran out of a small room in the side hall, holding a somewhat dirty rag in her hand.

When she saw who was standing at the door, Jin'er happily walked towards the door of the side hall.

When he was about to pass by Li Yunsheng's side, Jin'er's footsteps paused slightly, and her delicate little face turned red instantly, and then lowered her head and quickened her pace and hurried away.

"Mother, don't be busy, I've already had lunch in the barracks." Li Yunsheng stood at the door and said.

"There's something good to eat in the barracks. It's rare for you to come back here, but now, although it's past lunchtime, let Jin'er make some simple food, make some food you like, you make a cushion first. Wait for the evening, my mother will make you something delicious in the evening. Hehehe...... You can come back to see my mother, my mother is very happy. ”

"Mother, are you okay?"

Li Yunsheng stood in the side hall of his courtyard, his eyes pure, and he quietly looked at his mother.

"Okay, mother, it's okay. This day with a few of the people in this courtyard; Every morning, everyone will turn over the soil and plant vegetables in the vegetable garden in this small courtyard, and then sweep the courtyard; This afternoon, the big ones divided up and wiped down some of the tables, chairs, and doors and windows in the room. Look, wasn't my mother just wiping these tables and chairs with Jin'er girl? ”

The middle-aged lady smiled gently, looked at her son standing at the door of the side hall, raised her hand slightly, and shook a rag in her hand.

"In that case, then I'm relieved. I, I just had some official business, and I passed by this neighborhood, so I came back to see my mother by the way. I'll go back to the East China Sea camp later. ”

"Oh? yes. Okay, business matters. My mother is good at home, so I'm fine. Jin'er is really a sensible and diligent girl, and she serves her mother very well. ”

"That's good. Mother, then I'm leaving. After Li Yunsheng finished speaking, he turned around and stepped out of the threshold of this side hall.

"Wait a minute."

"Mother, is there anything else?" Li Yunshengfu turned around again and stood outside the threshold.

The middle-aged lady's body trembled slightly, her right hand tightly grasped the rag in her hand, and the back of her left hand supporting the small square table next to her was covered with green tendons.

"This, after so many years, you, still refuse to forgive your mother? Yunsheng. ”

The middle-aged lady stood in the somewhat dark side hall, and her deep voice trembled and sounded.

"Yun Sheng doesn't dare, Yun Sheng has never blamed his mother? And how can you forgive or not? Li Yunsheng stood at the door and said with a cold and indifferent expression.

"What am I doing wrong? Yes? Yunsheng. After so many years, even if I was wrong, it's been twenty years, twenty years. Even if I was sentenced back then, for so many years... I... That's enough for so many years. ”

The middle-aged lady trembled violently, and suddenly tears welled up, trying to suppress her trembling voice.

"I know, mother, I always knew that it wasn't you who was at fault. It's my dad who is at fault, he always drinks, and when he gets drunk, he beats you and beats me. Mother, you're not wrong. Li Yunsheng still stood at the door unfazed and said, "Mother, that's it, I'm leaving."

Li Yunsheng turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait. Wait, Yunsheng. Since my mother is not wrong, then why have you been doing this to my mother for so many years, you make it clear to me today, my mother doesn't want to go on like this anymore, don't look like this anymore. My mother just wants a complete home, a decent home. ”

The middle-aged lady was emotional and somewhat hysterical.

"Tell me clearly?" Li Yunsheng turned his back to this side hall, looked up at the sky and sighed: "Mother, I can't say clearly." My father died, and when I was ten years old, he died, in the haystack between the earthen stoves at home, and his face was covered in blood. ”

"He's damned, he's damned." The middle-aged lady finally lost control completely, and screamed: "He deserves to die, could it be that I, Wang Shiyun, I, a poor woman from a scholarly family, should be bullied by him for the rest of my life, and live like that?" I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled. ”

"Yes, I wouldn't be willing to be me. But then, then, you shouldn't, you shouldn't have gone to your uncle's bed. ”

Li Yunsheng's deep voice seemed to be about to explode at any time, and after saying this, he walked away quickly.

"No, no......" Seeing Li Yunsheng leave in a hurry, he disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the middle-aged lady finally couldn't support it and fell to the ground softly. Tears rained down and shouted loudly.

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In the stove room, a large bowl of white rice and a few delicate side dishes are sitting on a wooden red lacquered tray on a simple but thick and durable wooden board, which is steaming hot. There is also a pair of bamboo chopsticks, a blue and white porcelain empty wine glass, and a blue and white porcelain wine jug next to it, which seems to contain warm wine.

"Alright, you're done." Jin'er put a bowl of green onion egg soup on the tray where it was still empty, clapped her hands happily, untied her apron and hung it on the wall hook next to her, carefully picked up the full tray, and turned to leave the stove.

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Jin'er walked into the side hall with a tray and a smile on her face, but saw her wife sitting on the ground, and quickly put the tray in her hand on the small square table. Then he hurriedly leaned down and stretched out his hands to help his wife up.

"Madame, ma'am, how did you sit on the ground? What about the young master? ”

Jin'er asked softly but eagerly, and looked around a few times.

"He's gone, he's gone as soon as he comes back, he's gone. Don't help me, don't help me. Jin'er, you just let me stay here quietly and quietly for a while. ”

The middle-aged lady seemed to be lying on the ground weakly and softly, her face was full of tears, her expression was numb, she was in a trance, and she was muttering.

"But, ma'am, it's too cold on this, it's too cold on the ground, and it's been a long time to sit here......," Jin'er said with some confusion as she leaned over.

"Get out, I'll tell you to get out, leave me alone, get out."

The middle-aged lady shook her right hand violently and broke away from Jin'er's hand to support her.

"Madam, I, I, woo woo woo woo ......"

Jin'er seemed to be frightened by the sudden behavior of this easy-going and friendly lady on weekdays, and ran out crying with tears in her eyes.

The middle-aged lady seemed to be unaware, still sitting there, the tears in the corners of her eyes slowly overflowing and dripping silently, and her mouth kept muttering: "He's damned...... I'm not reconciled...... He deserves to be damned...... I'm not reconciled to ......"