I don't know if it was because of the cold or because my mood had not calmed down, my hands were a little shaky, and when I opened the door with the key, I didn't put the key into the keyhole several times.

I squatted down and cried.

The door opened, and Liang An walked out of it. He said, "Hey, it's so easy to cry when you're so old."

I got up and threw myself into Liang An's arms and cried hysterically.

My uncle and aunt rushed out when they heard the crying, and I couldn't cry or laugh when I saw the chicken drenched in soup. I was putting my arms around Liang An's neck and asking him why he didn't tell me in advance when he came back, when the crying became louder and louder, and the door to the home was opened.

Liang An was embarrassed to say sorry to my neighbors for my disturbing behavior.

I'm sorry, uncle and aunt, my sister came back from self-study next night, I opened the door for her and accidentally knocked her nose, and she was losing her temper.

The neighbor closed the door, and my aunt and uncle welcomed me in, and my aunt quickly brought me a dry towel to wipe my hair, and my uncle began to complain that Liang An opened the door too hard.

Liang An made a funny expression, and I was suddenly amused by him.

It seems to be back when I was a child, I am known as Liang An's little tail, as long as I come to my uncle's house, Liang An can be clean except for the time when he goes to the toilet and sleeps, the rest of the time I am like kraft candy, I follow him wherever he goes. Although he has expressed his impatience with me countless times, we still tacitly unite the front when we fight with adults.

After taking a hot bath, my aunt boiled ginger soup for me with her own hands, and the ginger shreds were cut very finely, and it was obvious that she was attentive. When my uncle contributed money to my family, she cried, made trouble and hanged herself, not because she was not close to people, but because she knew that my uncle and my mother had a deep relationship between brothers and sisters, and my uncle couldn't see that his sister was having trouble sleeping for money. So when my uncle stuffed money into my mother countless times, although my aunt expressed dissatisfaction, she never embarrassed my mother.

Although the life of my uncle's family is passable, it is not rich, the family has just taken out a loan to buy a house, and there is a college student at home, although my uncle is desperate to make money, he will still start to be stretched thin in the middle of every month. My aunt's complaint to my uncle was just to make him think more about the situation at home, nothing more.

Picked up the ginger soup and drank it all, and unconsciously gave a thumbs up, my aunt's craftsmanship is really invincible, and the ginger soup is better than the chicken soup.

My aunt couldn't close her mouth when she was praised by my rainbow fart, and said that girls are more caring, unlike Liang An, who has no conscience, and as soon as she goes to college, she is like a wild horse that has escaped the reins, and never takes the initiative to call home. If it weren't for the school organization to collect wind this time, I guess I wouldn't want to go home to see it.

Look, it's you who says anything, when I first went to college, I came back once a month, what do you say you are doing all the time running back, the money is spent on the road, saying that it is not easy for my dad to make money, which makes me feel distressed and distressed for him, and now I come back less, and you say that I have no conscience, a woman's heart, a needle under the sea, but there is a sentence you said that is particularly right, my dad is really not easy. It's not easy to get up early every day and go out to make money, and I have to listen to your nagging when I come back.

Say it again! You have no conscience, you know how to bury me when you talk, and wear a pair of pants with your father. As soon as the words fell, my aunt had already picked up a feather duster to teach Liang An a lesson, so frightened that Liang An hurriedly ran back to the bedroom and locked the door, leaving only my aunt shouting at the door.

Listening to their mother and son arguing, my uncle said that he was also shot while lying down, and I looked at him and smiled to show that I understood.