Aunt Li looked at the slightly shy girl in front of her, and directly stuffed the basket into her arms without saying a word.

"Take it, Auntie will get you some more bedding and clothes," she hurriedly went back, and Li Qingrong opened her mouth and didn't stop her.

Aunt Li is not surnamed Li, her maiden name is Zhang, and she took her husband's surname after she got married.

This is also a hard-working man, who was widowed at a young age.

Their family was poor, and that autumn, the head of the family wanted to go up to the mountains to hunt some wild animals for the child and her to replenish their bodies.

I didn't think that the rain would fall, the mountain was steep, and the soil was soft.

When his feet slipped, he rolled over and fell, and when he was found by the villagers, his body was already stiff.

Aunt Li almost fainted from crying at that time, thinking of her young son, she gritted her teeth and supported the family.

Their family originally had land, but since the head of the family was gone, the more domineering people in the village often bullied their mothers.

Over time, this field was also encroached upon by the village chief, on the grounds that there were no adult men in the family to cultivate it, and the farmland was afraid of being abandoned in vain.

Fortunately, she still has a hand in needlework, and every once in a while she takes her young son into the city to exchange some money to barely survive.

But the hemp rope is broken in detail, and bad luck is looking for miserable people.

She saved money by saving money, thinking that her son would be sent to a private school when he was older.

In the future, I don't ask him to take the imperial examination to become a big official, I just hope that this child can be literate and reasonable.

Unexpectedly, the war that year and the government conscripted soldiers, and even they didn't let go of their mountain passes.

She was only twelve years old when she was forcibly drafted.

Aunt Li was also disheartened, thinking that she would have no memory in the world.

But she still has to wait, in case her son is still alive, in case she dies, will her son come home one day, will he blame her.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, only as a parent can you understand the deep meaning of this sentence.

She opened the cabinet and pulled out two sets of bedding and a few clothes from her youth.

At the bottom of the cabinet were several men's clothes, including husbands and sons, but now they could only be quietly covered with dust.

She paused, and then quickly took out her husband's two sets of winter clothes.

He took out a piece of rope from the sewing basket, wrapped the futon on the outside, tied it up again, and then went out with it.

Li Qingrong stood still and didn't move, and after a while, he saw Aunt Li coming over again.

Xu was too heavy, she walked a little slowly, and Li Qingrong was busy helping her.

But she was easily avoided by Aunt Li, and she walked past Li Qingrong and walked into the courtyard.

"Good boy, it's too heavy, you can't move, be careful to bend your waist! Auntie, put you in the house. ”

She smiled and greeted Chun Niang and Leng Unruly in the courtyard.

"Are you all done? I'll give you a hand later. ”

She likes young people and prefers these cute juniors.

Uninhibited: Woo woo, old age is also a hard injury!

"I'm sorry for you, Aunt Li, we've packed it up," Chunniang rushed to get it after receiving Li Qingrong's signaling look.

Aunt Li didn't want these children to be too restrained, so she pulled the hair that fell from her ears and gave it to her.

"This is the children's grandfather, right?"

She asked tentatively.

"Hehehe, yes, this is the second uncle of our family," Chun Niang carried the futon and did not prevent her from talking.

"It's not a kiss."

This addition stabbed the uninhibited old and fragile heart hard.

Who will! He doesn't have such a stubborn junior!

"Oh, that's it, hehe......"

Although Aunt Li thinks that this family is a little weird.

But out of politeness, he didn't delve into it.

Li Qingrong felt that the field was a little cold, and opened his mouth at the right time to introduce: "Auntie, my surname is Li, my name is Qingrong, you can just call me Xiao Li." ”

She pointed to Chun Niang, who was busy in the house, and Leng Unruly, who was standing aside, and introduced her again.

"This is my sister, Zhao Chunniang, this is my ...... The second uncle, surnamed Leng. ”

Before she could finish speaking, she was snatched up by the cold.

"Hello, hello big sister, my name is Leng Unruly, it's nice to meet you!"

He was smiling and his eyes were shining.

Li Qingrong was vigilant on the side, she always felt that her master's posture was to shake Aunt Li's hand.

It's extremely unreliable.

"And what should I call you?"

Aunt Li may have met such an enthusiastic person for the first time, and she was a little overwhelmed.

"Just call me Master Leng."

Listen, it's the sound of the skin falling.