At this point, I suspect that I was wrong, what is the reaction to leaving in a hurry? This time we have already met, can the two of them avoid it for a while, and avoid it for a lifetime?

Aunt Xin has always felt sensible, calm and strong, so she wouldn't make such a choice anyway, right? I couldn't help but get up and turn my head. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 What I saw was indeed the background of Aunt Xin's hurried departure, and even passed by Uncle Xin.

I can't guess Uncle Xin's mood, but I can't help but feel a little sad when I see this scene. In this world, no matter how touching the tragedy is, people still like reunion, like beauty, and like lovers to eventually become married. What's more, these two people are Xin Yi's parents, and they can be regarded as my relatives. I've always been emotionally direct, and I think Aunt Xin's behavior is an expression of a kind of determination not to be moved.

I pursed my lips, a little anxious, wondering what I could do about it. But what can I do? I took the bamboo shoots in my hand a little dazedly, and just watched Aunt Xin walk through the courtyard without looking back, watched her walk straight into the house, and then closed the door directly.

At this time, the bamboo shoots in my hand were taken away, and I came back to my senses, it turned out that Uncle Xin had already walked in front of me, and I don't know when he picked up the basket that fell on the ground, took the bamboo shoots in my hand, and put them in the basket.

I reluctantly squeezed out a smile, and pretended to be relaxed and said to Uncle Xin, "Uncle, it's actually okay. You'll have to give Aunt Xin a little time to get used to it, after all, you haven't seen each other in a long time, right? ”

Uncle Xin didn't answer me, just lowered his head and silently picked up the bamboo shoots, until all the bamboo shoots on the ground were finished, and then he asked me: "Is there a clean basin in the kitchen?" ”

The words I wanted to comfort were choked in my throat, and I could only nod. Actually, how do I know if there are clean pots in the kitchen? I just think that Uncle Xin can do something now, isn't it better? It's better than a big man suddenly breaking down and crying in front of me, right? What's more, in a sense, he is already my father-in-law.

After getting my answer, Uncle Xin went straight to the kitchen, and after a while, he brought a clean basin with water to the bottom of the eaves, and then lightly moved a small stool, and peeled bamboo shoots under the eaves without saying a word.

Aunt Xin's door was still closed, and Uncle Xin lowered his head and concentrated on peeling bamboo shoots, and he couldn't see his expression.

It's already afternoon, the sun is light, and there is still some warm sunshine slanting down, it should have been a picture of peace and warmth, I don't know why I feel sad. I'm useless again and don't know what to do? At a time like this, I'd rather face a fight with a powerful demon than face this. After thinking about it for a while, I had to move a small stool and sit next to Uncle Xin.

I think I should find a way to comfort Uncle Xin at this time, right? Although Aunt Xin didn't say a word, it was understandable, I hope Uncle Xin won't be so sad. I just thought so, and subconsciously reached out to take the bamboo shoots, wanting to help Uncle Xin peel the bamboo shoots, and by the way, I opened my mouth to say some comforting words.

Who knows, as soon as my hand touched the bamboo shoots, I was grabbed by Uncle Xin. Looking up, there was a haggard face. I looked at it a little stupidly, I once watched the story of a white head overnight, and I also heard the joke of being old in an instant, I don't believe it. But at this time, it was alive in front of my eyes, and I was sad again. I can't help but think, if Xin Yi is sober now, will he be very sad to see this scene?

It must be sadder than me, right? Thinking of this, I felt even more uncomfortable, but Uncle Xin's tone was light: "Don't move, I'll come." I used to want to peel bamboo shoots for her for the rest of my life. ”

After saying this, Uncle Xin stopped talking, and was silent. On the hands, he flexibly and skillfully peeled the bamboo shoot shells, skillfully separated the bamboo shoot flesh, carefully processed them one by one with a knife, and then left the bamboo shoot hearts of an unusually uniform size.

I stared blankly, peeling it well. Even if it's been a long, long time since I peeled bamboo shoots for that beloved woman. But he moves like a person who peels bamboo shoots every day. I can't describe it, I looked at the slanting sun that was already slightly reddened, but I just wanted to be so deep that I didn't need to be vigorous at all. And the so-called deep love is the details that go deep into the bone marrow, and it is the habit engraved into the soul, which is the imprint of deep love for a person.

I think of when I was young, every time I looked back, Xin Yi's warm eyes. So, leaning against the wall, he took out two cigarettes, lit one, handed it to Uncle Xin, and then lit one himself.

Uncle Xin didn't refuse this time and smoked with me. In the smoke, both men were silent, each preoccupied. It seems like this silence will last a lifetime.

However, at this moment, the sound of the door opening behind me was heard. I couldn't help but turn around, only to find that it was Aunt Xin standing at the door.

I changed into a clean shirt, my messy hair was recombed, and my muddy hands were clean. I looked at Aunt Xin with some surprise.

Aunt Xin's appearance was still calm, but she gave me a reassuring smile. At this time, Uncle Xin also turned his head and saw Aunt Xin, his hand peeling bamboo shoots was originally very stable, but at this time he trembled slightly, I clearly saw his throat rolling, his eyes were red all of a sudden, and he raised his head to hold back, it was like a thousand words, but in the end I only heard it, he called softly: "Xiao Xiu." ”

Aunt Xin didn't speak, didn't even glance at Uncle Xin, but walked into the house and moved a small stool out, sat next to Uncle Xin, picked up a bamboo shoot, lowered her head, and then said lightly: "Don't be busy calling me Xiaoxiu, I haven't seen you for so many years, so much so that I don't bother to remember the days." It's not appropriate for you to call it back then. At least it sounds awkward to me now. ”

Uncle Xin took a puff of cigarette hard, and the tears he was desperately holding back were falling again, and I saw that he was working very hard, and he worked hard before he spoke: "If you don't like to listen, I won't call it." Then he took a few deep breaths before he said very, very carefully, "Then, do you think my bamboo shoots are okay?" ”

Aunt Xin's hand stopped, she really looked at the bamboo shoots soaked in the water carefully, and after a few seconds said, "It's so good to peel it." My daughter also loves to eat bamboo shoots now, and I will make it for her to eat if you peel it. I just don't know if she can taste it when she falls asleep like this. ”

When Uncle Xin heard this, he was unintentionally a huge affirmation, and couldn't help but say quickly: "She must have tasted delicious." Little, no, don't worry, I'll definitely wake up our daughter. Trust me, trust me..."

Is this a change in the way of things? I didn't dare to speak at this time, and I was nervous to see what Aunt Xin's reaction was. But I saw that Aunt Xin slowly put down the bamboo shoots in her hand, and finally raised her head to look at Uncle Xin, I found that her eyes were also red, it turned out that the calm was just the voice, it turned out that she had been forbearing.

Her tears blurred her eyes, and I couldn't see the emotions expressed in her eyes, but I saw her touch her face, and then she said faintly: "Just now, I entered the house to clean myself up." At the beginning, when the child Zhengling came to pick me up, I subconsciously thought that it was you, no reason, but instinctively felt that it might be you? ”

What did Uncle Xin want to say eagerly? was interrupted by Aunt Xin's handwave, and then she continued: "Then, I went to clean up myself, thinking that I hadn't seen me for so many years, and I couldn't let you see me embarrassed and unspirited. Otherwise, what have I been strong for all these years? Then you must be strong to the end. ”

"Little embroidery." Uncle Xin called Aunt Xin softly.

This is the title that Aunt Xin refused before, this time she didn't refuse again, but when she heard it, the tears that she had been holding back finally fell, and she quickly erased them, she laughed and continued: "These are all excuses, in the end, I still want you to see me good." Just now, I went to dig bamboo shoots and came back, but I just let you see me like that, I can't stand it. Let's go inside and clean up... But when I saw myself in the mirror, I didn't clean it up in the end, so I got it clean. ”

Uncle Xin pursed his lips and was silent.

Aunt Xin continued: "Why? Xin Hao, you say, if I clean up again, can I clean up the year you left? My hair is much grayer, my wrinkles can't be removed, and my skin is loose. These are irreversible. Like, you lied to me and my daughter for so many years, do you think you can come back? Now, you still tell me, believe in you, believe in you..."

Speaking of this, Aunt Xin was silent. Only tears dripped down the basin soaked in bamboo shoots, splashing in circles of ripples.

I know that Aunt Xin is definitely not a person who likes to complain, and even forbears too much, and if she can say this, I am afraid that the emotions that have been suppressed for decades have finally reached a breaking point.

"Well, then you won't forgive. You don't believe me anymore, do you? When Uncle Xin said this, it seemed that it took a lot of effort, and his clenched fists trembled a little.

This makes me anxious, can't I explain it directly? However, I just understand a little at this moment, people who love each other seem to talk so awkwardly, explanation, right and wrong are not important, the important thing seems to be just to, you must first affirm each other's feelings. The other party's thoughts, the other party's position.

Aunt Xin lowered her head and was silent for a long time, Uncle Xin looked at Aunt Xin like this, aggrieved and guilty, he has always been calm like a child who has made mistakes, hoping to be comforted and forgiven, but also feeling uneasy that he was wrong.

But the silence will not last forever, at least Aunt Xin's attitude is to endure and want to talk, she is not the kind of unreasonable person, otherwise she would not choose to come out, try to say her feelings calmly.

"It doesn't matter if you forgive or believe. You have to give me a reasonable reason, otherwise my years of life and my daughter's days without a father have passed like this? Xin Hao, you can't hide anything from me anymore. And if there is no reasonable reason, today is considered to be two people in person, and I can tell you to cut it off. Aunt Xin said very gently but very firmly.

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