Chapter 9 Mrs. Long Zhong
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The three of them waited, but no one came out. Xiao Wenlu raised his hand, and was about to knock on the door again when an old voice sounded in the room: "Who?" ”
"We're out of town, passing through here, and can't find a place to stay, can you please let us borrow a place to stay here?" Xiao Wenlu seems to have made up a rhetoric a long time ago, and he opened his mouth to say.
Slow, shuffling footsteps approached the doorway. With a shrill "squeak", the wooden door opened, and a short old lady with white hair and a hunched back stood trembling in front of them, her back to the dim light of the room, squinting at them.
"Is it for the night? I have bad ears and can't hear clearly. The old lady asked.
"Yes, grandmother, we want to spend the night here, can we?" Yang Qianqian had a rare opportunity to perform, so she hurriedly took out the only kindness that she could use, and said to the old lady with a smile.
"Oh, that's right. Come in, a few people. The old lady slowly moved the door out of the way, and let a few people into the house.
The condition inside the house is even worse than from the outside. An old-fashioned light bulb hanging from the roof is the only light source, and the light is extremely dim. The space is also cramped, under the east wall is a single plank bed, under the west wall is a double plank bed, these two beds occupy most of the space in the room, Xiao Wenlu The three of them couldn't turn around at all after entering, plus there was only an old wooden chair in the room, and the three of them had to stand awkwardly.
Far from being guarded and alert, the old lady was extremely hospitable to the uninvited guests. Although her legs and feet were inconvenient, she was still busy and made a pot of tea for the three of them. Yang Qianqian was hot and thirsty, and she was not polite, so she took a sip of it, but her face was wrinkled together with bitterness, but she was embarrassed to spit it out directly, so she had to swallow it with a sad face.
Xiao asked for directions to see that the old lady was still running around at her age, and she couldn't help it, so she said, "Grandma, don't be busy, rest for a while." ”
"How's that going to work? I've never had a guest in my house, so how can I snub you? The old lady took out a bowl from a large black iron pot on the stove, in which were some cakes. This is the tortilla I left for my son. He hasn't come back yet, so I'll give you something to eat first. ”
The golden tortillas are steaming hot and have an enticing aroma. A few people haven't eaten since they got on the train, and they have long been so hungry that their chests are close to their backs. Yang Qianqian stretched out her hand to take the bowl, but Xiao asked for directions more politely: "Grandma, we are not hungry." This is what you left for your son, and it was not appropriate for us to eat it. ”
"It's okay, it's really okay, I've left a few for him. I make this cake for him every day these days, and he ate it cutely when he was a child. But he hasn't been back for a few days, and I can't finish the rest of the bread as an old lady, so you can eat it quickly. As he spoke, he insisted that a few of them eat it.
The old lady was so enthusiastic that the three of them couldn't refuse, so they ate sweet tortillas with bitter tea.
"Where did you come from?" The old lady asked.
"We ......," Yang Qianqian's eyes rolled, "we came from Beijing for a tour." ”
"Beijing? You're from the capital? Ouch, that's a distinguished guest. Although the condition of my house is not very good, I will definitely find a way to make your life comfortable. ”
Although Xiao asked for directions, they all had ghosts in their hearts, but seeing the old lady so sincere and hospitable, they couldn't help but be very moved, so they couldn't stop thanking her.
"Beijing is a great place! For people of our age, one of the greatest wishes in our life is to go to Beijing and see where Chairman Mao lived......" The old lady's eyes were full of yearning, as if she had returned to her youth.
"Oh, yes. How did you come to our village? The old lady suddenly remembered another question.
"This ......" Xiao asked for a little stuck, and quickly stabbed Yang Qianqian with his elbow, desperately giving her a look. Yang Qianqian blinked her eyes a few times, trying to make an innocent expression: "I...... We were traveling to the neighborhood, and we were supposed to rush back to Beijing today, but we got lost and came to you. Tomorrow at dawn, we'll go! ”
Xiao Wenlu and Xiao Lili looked at Yang Qianqian with admiration, and they were overwhelmed by her ability to talk nonsense when she opened her mouth.
"Oh, that's right." The old lady suddenly realized. Looking at the three people in front of him, he seemed to suddenly understand something: "You are a family, right?" ”
The three of them were stunned at the same time. Immediately afterwards, Xiao Wenlu and Yang Qianqian blushed at the same time, and desperately waved their hands to deny.
"That...... We're just friends, and this is my son. ”
"Yes, yes, this is his son, and I am his friend." Yang Qianqian was so shy that her neck was red, but somehow, there was a trace of sweetness and joy in her heart for the old lady to treat her as Xiao Wen's wife.
Xiao asked Lu and quickly diverted the topic and went directly to the topic: "Grandma, you just said that you also have a son who lives with you?" ”
"yes, I have a son." At the mention of her son, the old lady's wrinkled face suddenly bloomed, "But he hasn't been back for a few days." ”
"Has he been living with you all this time?" Xiao asked for directions and asked.
"No, he's been working outside and only came back some time ago."
The three of them glanced at each other. Xiao asked for directions and asked, "Do you know what he's doing outside?" ”
"I don't know the specifics, but he told me that he is doing a big business outside, which is very powerful." The old lady had a proud expression on her face.
Yang Qianqian is a straightforward person. Thinking of the hurtful things that the old lady's son did outside, as well as Zhang Fang's tragic death, and the poor old mother in front of him was kept in the dark, he was angry: "Grandma, think about it, if he is doing a big business outside, how can he let you live in such a dilapidated house?" ”
The old lady was speechless, and her eyes lost their brilliance. She defended weakly: "I'm an old lady, I don't need too good conditions." I have lived in this house for so many years, and I have long been used to it, and I am reluctant to move. Although these words are obviously self-deception, they are particularly sad to hear.
Xiao Wenlu glanced at Yang Qianqian with his eyes, expressing dissatisfaction. Yang Qianqian saw the old lady's depressed appearance, and also knew that she had lost her words, and immediately regretted it, but she didn't know how to comfort her and go to give her words back.
When the atmosphere was awkward, Xiao Wenlu's ears suddenly moved, and he heard footsteps outside slowly approaching here.