Double. Joe Double Happiness. This is a name that makes Qiao Xiaojing fall into memories.

For Qiao Xiaojing, this name may have been mentioned in her ears for a long time, but it has been deeply engraved in Qiao Xiaojing's heart, no matter how much time passes, this name will not be lost by time.

once almost became husband and wife, if this man called "Qiao Shuangxi" became his husband, many bad fates would not be intertwined in his later life, Qiao Xiaojing once again appeared in her heart with Qiao Shuangxi's once warm life, and was broken off by her stepfather Liu Ma because of Hongxing and Qiao Baocai's family, and forcibly dismantled the cross-necked mandarin duck.

Qiao Xiaojing stood at the door of the house, turning her head to look at the crazy middle-aged man, she was not sure that this person was the Qiao Shuangxi in her heart, and she did not dare to step forward to ask the gray-haired old man.

Qiao Xiaojing looked at the middle-aged man and the gray-haired old man running in front of her until they disappeared from her eyes......

The yard seemed to be abandoned, with weeds, chicken feathers, dust, and farm tools scattered in a messy manner, and cobwebs under the eaves were scattered horizontally and vertically, swaying in the wind, as if it had been uninhabited for a long time.

It was a mess, it was broken, unbearable, and a chill was in her heart, and Qiao Xiaojing felt a chill.

There was a crack in the door of the main house, Qiao Xiaojing stepped on the sundries and walked to the door of the main house, stood still, and looked timidly into the house through the crack in the door, the room was dark, and she could hardly see anything. She bit her lip and pushed the door open with both hands, and then the door let out a long, piercing scream, and then the dust drifted down, which stimulated Qiao Xiaojing to sneeze several times.

Qiao Xiaojing saw that the furnishings in the house were almost the same as when she left, but they were a lot messy and dirty, and most of the original furnishings were seriously faded and tattered, especially the painting in the middle hall had been eroded into pieces by time, and the tattered corners were hanging in the air, as if there was no soul, lonely and pitiful.

Due to the perennial smoke and fire, the whole house is dark, coupled with disrepair, no good care, the walls are rotten, there are cobwebs hanging everywhere, the house is quiet and unusual, at first entry, there is a kind of eerie feeling.

Qiao Xiaojing looked at the room, turned her head to look outside the house again, let out a long sigh, and was about to go out, when she was suddenly frightened by the "whoosh" sound behind the sack in the corner, this sound came too suddenly, she suddenly felt the back of her head "poof" become hot, her hair seemed to stand up, and her heart beat very fast.

Qiao Xiaojing secretly glanced at the place where the sound sounded, and ran out of the main house in a panic.

"What about my mother, why don't you see anyone?" Qiao Xiaojing stood in the courtyard and looked around, talking to herself, she seemed to have thought of something terrible, her face changed in an instant, her expression was panicked, and she slammed open the kitchen door, only to see a lot of firewood piled up next to the stove, and a half-moldy corn tortilla was still placed on the board, and there were a lot of rags piled up on the kang where she once slept by herself.

What's the matter? Could it be that my mother is no longer alive? Poor man, won't you even let me see it for the last time? Qiao Xiaojing came to the courtyard again, her mind full of speculation that her mother might have died.

Just as she was grieving, she suddenly heard the sound of something falling in the main house, she forgot her fear, rushed into the main house, and found that something resembling a monster was curled up in front of her body, and the eyes staring at her glowed with a terrifying green light.

"What kind of monster are you, what do you want to do?" Qiao Xiaojing was so frightened by the monster in front of her that she stammered a little.

The monster was silent for a few seconds, with long "um" sounds coming out of its mouth from time to time.

"No matter what kind of monster you are, I'm afraid of you, if you don't believe it, just try. Qiao Xiaojing said as she stepped back, wanting to escape.

"I'm going to eat you, I'm going to eat your bones and the hair on your body. The monster gave a long "um" and spoke angrily, moving forward as it spoke.

Qiao Xiaojing hit the threshold, almost fell, stumbled over the threshold, turned around and ran, and stopped on the way outside the hospital. When she looked towards the main house again, she realized that the "monster" turned out to be a man with a leaning body.

The man could no longer tell his age by his physical features, but there was a fist-sized patch of hair on the top of his head, like an oasis growing out of the desert, earthy yellow, and a little curly. His face was yellow and blue, and his cheekbones were raised, apparently as a result of a long period of starvation. Particularly noteworthy are his eyes, which seem to be extraordinarily large, almost popping out of their deflated sockets, and their kernels are not black, but yellow and green, which makes people hairy.

Qiao Xiaojing found that this person was a little afraid of light, he leaned on the door frame, kept blinking his eyes, and did not dare to open his eyes to look outside the house.

The reason why this person became like this is probably caused by not seeing the light for a long time, and this bold guess suddenly popped up in Qiao Xiaojing's heart. But there are still two questions in her mind, one is whether her mother is dead or alive, and the other is who this person is.

Qiao Xiaojing was full of doubts, sometimes looking at the strange man at the door of the main house, sometimes looking at the left and right of the village, and fell into a dilemma for a while, not knowing what she should do.

Coincidentally, when Qiao Xiaojing was thinking about the next step plan on the road, suddenly there was an old man with hair like hay and messy on his scalp, he was wearing clothes much larger than his body, he looked skinny, his waist was arched, and although he was on crutches, he walked like a child who had just been able to get off the ground, and staggered over.

"That's something that almost ate a human after eating chicken. Before Qiao Xiaojing could speak, the old man pointed to the strange man and said.

"Old man, do you know who he is?" Qiao Xiaojing felt that this old man could help her answer her questions.

"Haha, yes, of course I do. There's nothing here that my rotten-eyed old man doesn't know. He was a rotten old man Xue Laohan, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he drew a big circle towards the village with the crutches in his hand, and then, he continued with his crutches, "He, Liu Mazi, who joined the Chunhua family, is a scourge! ”

"The spring flower you just mentioned, is she still alive?" Qiao Xiaojing couldn't wait to know about her mother's situation.

"Alive, and dead. The old man kept shaking his head as he spoke.

"What do you mean?" Qiao Xiaojing stared at the old man's mouth with her eyes.

"Life is better than death. The old man glanced at Qiao Xiaojing, lowered his voice and said.

"Does that mean she's still alive?" Qiao Xiaojing regained hope, was extremely happy, grabbed the old man's hand, and asked eagerly, "Where is she now, where is she, can you tell me where she is?"

"It should be on the stone not far ahead, where she always sits. The old man pointed to the general direction with his cane, and said sympathetically, "I don't know how she survived all these years, no one has seen her leave that stone......"

What a poor man, decades like a day, just like this!

How much time has passed, how much wind, frost, snow and rain, how much hunger and cold, what kind of person is fate testing?

Qiao Xiaojing didn't care about thanking the old man, so she ran towards the big stone, she knew where the big stone was, and she knew what the spring flower in the old man's mouth looked like now, the woman who was shaped like a skeleton, her hair was like psoriasis, and she didn't know if it was a person or a ghost--- yes, the woman she met when she entered the village, and her heart was filled with sourness and fear, was her biological mother Chunhua.

Qiao Xiaojing ran to Chunhua's side, she couldn't cry anymore, and knelt beside the woman with a "poof", her head next to the woman's body.

At this time, Chunhua was not like usual, she went crazy when she saw someone approaching her, but this time she stroked the young man's hair, and kept repeating: "I want to wait for my child, I want to wait for my child......"

"Mother, I'm the one you are waiting for, I'm your child, I'm back. Qiao Xiaojing said while crying.

"I'm going to wait for my child, I'm going to wait for my child......" This Chunhua still kept repeating her words, as if she hadn't heard Qiao Xiaojing's words.

"I'm the one you're waiting for, I'm back!" Qiao Xiaojing stood up and grabbed her mother's thin hands.

"I'm going to wait for my child to ......" Qiao Xiaojing knew that she couldn't change her mother's state, at least not now.

"Mother, come, let's go back!" Qiao Xiaojing helped her mother up, grabbed her hand, and walked towards the village.

"I'm going to wait for my child, I'm going to wait for my child......" Although Chunhua still kept repeating her words, she didn't resist walking with Qiao Xiaojing, but just turned her head to look behind her from time to time.

Chunhua used to wrap her feet when she was young, and her little feet themselves walked unsteadily, but now they are getting older, and they have been sitting cross-legged on the stones for many years, and their legs have been seriously deformed, and they are even more unstable when walking.

Maybe Liu Ma saw the spring flowers, and his heart was relieved of his fear, when Qiao Xiaojing helped the spring flowers into the yard, not only did he not let out a long angry "um", but on the contrary, he slowly sat on the threshold, with a smile on his mouth.

Qiao Xiaojing helped her mother to the kitchen, let her mother sit on the kang where she had slept once, and kept stroking her mother's pine bark-like hands, tears couldn't help but flow.

It was getting dark, and Qiao Xiaojing began to make a fire to cook.

When Qiao Xiaojing brought the steaming noodles to her stepfather Liu Ma, this Liu Ma was like a child who didn't dare to see people, timidly hiding to the side and looking at the rice bowl, when Qiao Xiaojing put down the chopsticks and was about to go out, Liu Ma pounced, put his hand directly into the bowl, grabbed the noodles and stuffed them into his mouth, and at first glance, he knew that he hadn't really eaten for a long time.

Qiao Xiaojing put the meal in front of her mother's eyes, she just glanced at it lightly, and then looked away, Qiao Xiaojing repeatedly persuaded her to eat, but unfortunately she was indifferent. In desperation, Qiao Xiaojing began to feed her mother.

After dinner, Qiao Xiaojing boiled another pot of water, and she wanted to wash her mother well.

After Chunhua finished washing, she sat on the edge of the kang again, Qiao Xiaojing knelt behind her, and kept combing her hair with a grate until she had cleaned all the lice on her mother.

After some freshening, Mother Chunhua seems to have become younger.

It was late at night, and Qiao Xiaojing and her mother lay down to sleep.

Chunhua lying on the kang kept muttering something, and her voice was very small.

"Mother, what are you talking about?" Qiao Xiaojing couldn't help it.

"Xiaojing, you are Xiaojing. Haruka looked like a naughty child when she spoke.

Qiao Xiao sat up suddenly, tears welling up.