Yan Shi pushed open the courtyard door and put aside the wicker lanzi under the crook of his arm, walked quickly to Yan Shiyi's side and stretched out his hand to support him, and asked with concern in his mouth:

"Why don't you lie in the house, you can't go out rashly when your body is well, in case the wind blows and you get sick again, it's not good......"

In just a moment, many memories rippled like pebbles into the lake, and the mind was filled with the memories of another person......

Yan Shiyi looked at the woman, and called softly, timidly, tentatively: "Mother." ”

"It doesn't matter, I'm fine, I feel good now......"

Looking down at the green cloth toes exposed under the moon-white skirt, I felt as if I was stepping on a cloud under my feet, soft and fluttering.

Is this what it feels like to be reborn through time?

"Don't be careless, I'll help you into the house to rest, and when your father comes back to eat and see, it's time to teach me that I didn't take good care of you."

The sunlight sifted a sweat stain on Yan's coarse cloth and blue clothes, she raised her hand and pulled the blue background and white flower headscarf on her head, her black and red face burst into a smile, and she turned her head and shouted outside the chai door:

"Xiaoman, go and call your father and your brother home for dinner."

"Got it!"

A child's face appeared outside the earthen wall, Yan Xiaoman grinned and stuck out his tongue at Yan, and then spread his legs and ran into the distance.

Yan shook his head and sighed, but the corners of his mouth were full of joy. Opened the door of the house, helped his daughter into the house, settled down, and turned his head to the stove to cook on the fire.

Yan Shiyi lay on the kang and looked up at the gray roof, and his thoughts began to clear......

Yan brought lunch to the kang and watched her daughter finish a bowl of rice soup and a piece of salty cake before leaving satisfied.

I don't know if I'm afraid of making her rest, it's quiet outside.

Half an hour later, the gate rang, and Yan called out to his youngest son in the courtyard, and hurriedly chased out of the gate.

I don't know how long it took, the door clicked, and Yan Shiyi got up and looked at the door.

"Xiaoman, come in."

Yan Xiaoman, who was peeking through the crack in the door, got the permission of the eldest sister and immediately ran into the house. He looked Yan Shiyi up and down, his round eyes watery.

"What do you see, I have flowers on my face?"

Yan Shiyi touched his face, there was no mirror in this room, and he hadn't had a chance to look in the mirror to see what he was like at the moment.

"Eldest sister, you are so good-looking."

"Huh!"

Yan Shiyi covered his mouth and smiled, carefully examining this naughty and cute little brother.

The light in the house is not good, especially in the middle of the day, when it feels even darker.

"But why do they say that the eldest sister is a tigress?"

Yan Xiaoman held his cheeks with both hands, and looked serious.

"Who are they?"

Despite the many memories in my head, there are no questions about tigress.

Yan Shiyi thought it was funny, and stretched out his index finger to poke Yan Xiaoman's brain.

"It's Gu Weitang and their gang ......"

Yan Xiaoman hesitated but said it, his eyes flashing for fear of making the eldest sister angry.

Yan Shiyi still has an impression of Gu Weitang. Gu Weitang relied on the fact that his father was the village chief of Tingjiao Village, and his uncle was a government official in the capital, and he was rampant and domineering in the village. But any girl in the village who has a bit of beauty, as long as he touches her, she will definitely come forward to tease.

Last spring, a girl to be married in the village suddenly committed suicide, and it is rumored that she was ruined by Gu Weitang, and the humiliation was unbearable.

Gu Weitang wanted to be rude when he met Yan Shiyi several times, but he was beaten by Yan Shiyi several times. Even the son of the village chief did not dare to brazenly rob the people's daughter.

Gu Weitang privately nicknamed Yan Shiyi the tigress, but he was also unwilling to be angry. This kind of scoundrel, the more he ignores him, the more proud he becomes.

"Whatever they say, I'm me, and I won't really become a tiger because they say it."

"Yes, the eldest sister doesn't need to pay attention to them, even if the men in the village refuse to marry you, I will definitely marry you when I grow up."

“……”