Qing'er refused to leave, and then the soldiers I found under the mountain blew her away.

In the third month after she left, Lin Wanwan, who was raising a baby in Jinling City, gave birth to a son and gave birth to a son, which was the good news that Xiaohuan personally sent a letter back to me.

When I saw the letter, I didn't speak for a long time, and then I burned the letter to Yuan Lin in the afternoon.

After the child landed, I also gave Yuan Lin an explanation.

Lin Wanwan returned to Dongjun in the second month after giving birth, the child looked very much like Yuan Lin, Lin Wanwan was very happy, and she was a little less sad about Yuan Lin's sudden death.

With a child, it seems that it is not lonely in this Dongjun, the demand for clothes for children is extremely large, and it is a day at a time, Xiaohuan and I sit in the house all day to embroider clothes for children, and the three of them are very busy.

However, only two months, we are facing the biggest problem in our lives, Lin Wanwan's milk is insufficient, and the child's survival basically depends on milk powder, but now the price of milk powder is very expensive, although we don't have to spend any money in this cemetery, so we are not short of money, but now there is one more child who can't take it, which has become our problem.

The three of us knew very well that if we stayed on this mountain, we would never be able to support this child, but the three women had no ability, and even if they had the ability, they could use the place, so they embroidered some more things in the silk handkerchief fan on the top of embroidering clothes for the child, and then took them to the market by Xiaohuan to sell.

The child's milk powder can barely support the column.

When the three of us are revolving around the child, we unconsciously ushered in our first New Year here in Dongjun, since I came to this Dongjun, I no longer have the habit of looking at the days, the New Year or Xiaohuan went down the mountain to sell homemade embroidery, and when I saw the lanterns all over the street, I remembered that it was another year.

Xiaohuan seemed to miss her parents a little, but the rare liveliness of Dongjun didn't make her much happy, after the two of us walked for a while, Xiaohuan asked behind me: "Miss, haven't you thought about your parents?" ”

I don't know, I even have a rare feeling of confusion looking at the lanterns all over the city.

I said, "I thought about it when I was very young, but when I grew up, I didn't remember my parents very much." ”

Xiaohuan glanced at me.

I also looked at her and asked, "What about you?" What about your parents? ”

Xiaohuan said: "My parents are alive, but they have my brother to take care of them, so they shouldn't need me." ”

I was puzzled and asked, "Why don't you need your brother here?" ”

Xiaohuan said with a smile: "Because my brother can take care of them, since I was a child, my brother studied at home, and I worked as a maid outside, in fact, I rarely contacted my family, except for the daily remittance of money, I would say two words, and it was usually difficult to meet them." ”

I said, "Would you like to go home and see?" ”

Xiaohuan thought about it for a while, and then she shook her head and said, "It's too far, forget it." ”

I didn't speak again, just took Xiaohuan around the street, but after a while, I noticed that someone in the crowd was faintly staring at us, Xiaohuan also noticed, she glanced around and just wanted to say something, I immediately grabbed her hand and walked forward with her.

Xiaohuan thought that we were being targeted by the bad guys, and when we got out of the market and reached the bottom of the mountain, the people behind us retreated.

Xiaohuan seemed to expect something, and she asked me cautiously, "Is it someone from the Mu family?" ”

I said with a blank face, "Maybe." ”

Xiaohuan knew that I didn't like anyone to mention the Mu family, so I didn't ask more, the two of us braved the heavy snow and I went up the mountain, and when I arrived home, Lin Wanwan was holding and coaxing there, when we pushed the door in, Lin Wanwan saw that the embroidery in our basket was not sold, she asked: "Isn't it the New Year today?" Is there no one on the street? ”

After I put the basket down, I whispered, "There are a lot of people, but today we were lazy and didn't shout much about buying and selling." ”

I saw that the child in Lin Wanwan's arms was asleep, so I immediately walked over, took it from her arms and asked, "Sleep again so early?" ”

Lin Wanwan said with a smile: "I was noisy for a while, and I finally fell asleep." ”

I laughed for a while, and when I was about to sit down, I found that there was a cup of tea on the table, and only half a cup was left, presumably the other party had been gone for a long time, because the tea in the teacup had no heat.

I held the child and coaxed it for a while before asking, "Is there anyone at home?" ”

Lin Wanwan didn't speak, but was silent for a while and said, "Qingye, I want to tell you something." ”

I looked at her, raised my eyebrows slightly, and motioned for her to continue.

Lin Wanwan got up and took out a letter from the cabinet behind her, then handed it to me and said, "This is a letter written by your classmate Gu Huizhi. ”

Gu Huizhi occasionally writes to me, all about Xiao Yu'er, but she only wrote it last month, how could it be that another letter came this month, I handed the child to Xiaohuan, and then took it from Lin Wanwan, I quickly opened the envelope, inside is Gu Huizhi's handwriting, but it is not as long as before, only two words: "Festival mourning." ”

My hand holding the letter trembled twice.

Lin Wanwan saw that I was standing there for a long time and didn't move, and she didn't dare to disturb me, just looked at me quietly.

It took me a long time to stuff the letter into the envelope.

Lin Wanwan asked, "But family?" ”

I didn't speak, but looked at the letter in silence, and after a while threw the envelope into the coal-fire, and watched as the plain white paper was quickly engulfed in flames.

"It's my grandfather." I whispered.

Lin Wanwan didn't speak for a while, she didn't know how to comfort me, and after a long time, I asked Lin Wanwan again: "But do you have anything else?" ”

Lin Wanwan shook her head and said, "The person who delivered the letter only got the letter and left. Lin Wanwan asked again: "Do you want to go back?" ”

I said, "What's the use of going back, people are already dead." ”

I didn't expect that my first New Year in Dongjun would come from the side of Jinling City to be such a bad news, that night, I stayed by my bedside, watching the snow outside the window keep falling, and the sound of heavy snow crushing the branches kept coming from the mountains.

I suddenly remembered that one year, it was also such a heavy snowfall, and my grandfather took me and Song Alcohol to make a fire in the backyard to roast sweet potatoes, when I was ten years old, that was the first time that my grandfather had rare warmth for me after the death of my parents.

He picked the biggest one for me and Song Alcohol, while he himself picked the smallest sweet potato to eat there, and while eating, he smiled and asked Song Alcohol and me how it tasted.

Song Ol and I both like to eat baked sweet potatoes, and the two of us gobbled it up, and when he saw that we were hungry like this, he gave me the smallest one in his hand.

Then he smiled and said, "When your mother and your aunt were young, they also loved to eat baked sweet potatoes. ”

After he said that, his eyes glistened with tears.