Yu Feiwan: This is a show of affection in the last century, right?

Noisy, stumbling, and stumbling, it's also a lifetime.

Yu Feiwan's aunt smiled, and the candy made her happy and energetic.

Li Lan glanced at Yu Feiwan's eyes and got goosebumps.

This look was panicked.

Li Lan subconsciously rubbed her arms and stopped insisting.

Ordinary people don't have any rules for eating and sleeping, Yu Ping chewed the sweet and fluffy coarse steamed buns, and said happily, "Mom, sleep with me tonight." ”

Li Lan raised her eyebrows, "Your grandmother agreed?" ”

Until now, Li Lan didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup Yu Feiwan had poured into the old lady to make the old lady maintain it like this.

In the past, she had always thought that the old lady would choose Lin Qingshan without hesitation at any time.

But I never thought that this time Lin Qingshan and Wang Qinxiu were on their backs, and the old lady didn't let go and sent them away.

She is happy to see it happen.

Yu Ping's cheeks were bulging, like a little hamster hoarding food, and she nodded her head busily.

"That'll do." Li Lan chewed a chopstick sauerkraut and said with a gritty in his teeth.

"Yu Peng!" Li Lan was single-minded, and patted the back of Yu Peng's hand lightly and heavily, "How many times have you said it, you are not allowed to hit the bowl with chopsticks." ”

"Do you want to be a beggar or a starving ghost?"

Yu Peng's eyes were red, his mouth was flattened, and he was about to cry at the top of his throat.

"Peng Peng, grandma is chanting." Yu Feiwan reminded with a smile, "Alas, I don't know if it will make grandma chanting." ”

One thing drops one thing, the old lady's deterrent power is beyond doubt.

Yu Peng quickly covered his mouth, his eyes aggrieved.

From beginning to end, Lin Haihong was eating in silence, with a gentle expression and a smile.

This seems to be a normal family.

"Auntie, I'll wash the dishes."

After everyone finished eating, Lin Haihong stood up and volunteered.

Li Lan frowned, "The jacket got wet if I was not careful, what to wash." ”

"Soak your feet honestly, go to bed!"

If Wang Qinxiu knew that she asked Lin Haihong, a natural reading seedling, to wash the dishes, Wang Qinxiu would be able to sit on the stage in the brigade courtyard and curse her for three days and three nights, without repeating the same.

However, even without Wang Qinxiu, she would not let the children wash the dishes.

In the summer, I stepped on a stool and washed it.

But this winter, a soiled padded jacket is much more difficult to wash than a bowl, and she doesn't want to make trouble for herself.

"So are you!"

Wang Qinxiu swept her eyebrows and pretended to be stern.

……

As the night deepened, the cold wind howled, and the scattered stars hanging in the sky seemed to have become a lot darker.

Inside and outside, two worlds.

Thick, heavy quilts, crackling stoves.

Yu Feiwan felt that her mood at the moment was even hotter and more intense than the firewood burning in the stove.

A quilt to sleep!

She sleeps with her mom in a bed!

In the bed, Yu Feiwan's hand couldn't help but hold Yu Ping.

She can not only pamper Xiao Yu, but also grow up with Xiao Yu as a sister.

It's not as simple as God's mercy.

"It's not too late, why is your heart beating so fast?"

Yu Ping also covered her head in the quilt and muttered carefully.

In the closed quilt, Yu Feiwan's face turned red, and only the sound of thunderous heartbeat remained.

Yu Feiwan lifted the corner of the quilt and took a long breath.

Yu Fei thought whimsically that compared with the mother and daughter sleeping together, Yu Ping's question is more suitable for the ambiguous heartbeat of men and women who are ignorant and young.

In the quilt, Yu Ping's little hand poked Yu Feiwan's waist, and asked without giving up, "Mmmm?" ”

Yu Feiwan's head was a little short-circuited, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Yu Ping?"

Li Lan's voice was like a magic sound, Yu Ping instantly drilled her head out of the quilt, her eyes closed, her mouth closed, and the whole person remained motionless, as if she fell asleep instantly.

Yu Feiwan breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly looked at the little girl who pretended to be asleep through the faint light that came in through the gap in the curtains.

The winter day when my mother picked her up, was it like this winter, in the cold and lonely, there was a ray of light through the thick clouds, giving people hope to continue to live and look forward to the future.

She seemed to understand what her mother always said.

Mom said that she was the one who saved Mom.

Perhaps, at that time, the mother, who suffered and despaired one after another, and whose relatives died one after another, was no longer willing to struggle in the world.

The soot slope that is often abandoned by people of this era is her vitality and the sustenance of her mother's life.

What about this life?

Xu is night is too quiet, or maybe the bed is too comfortable, Yu Feiwan looked at the little girl who was close at hand, but her thoughts drifted far away.

In this life, she pampered Xiao Yu and changed her mother's fate, will there be her in this world?

On that snowy day, will my mother still appear in this backward and isolated mountain village to save her who is about to freeze?

She was born at a time when family planning was being implemented to the letter.

Who wants to save her an abandoned baby girl, occupying the only place.

Probably, she would have died on that soot slope, in a cradle-like bamboo basket.

All that would accompany her would be a small quilt, a piece of red cloth, and a basket.

In the end, it was taken away by the firewood collectors.

Is it worth it?

Yu Feiwan's eyes were soft and doting, Yu Ping, who was pretending to be asleep but pretending to be asleep, was really asleep, and her distant thoughts returned little by little.

It's worth it.

No, there are so many worthwhile and unworthy things in this world.

More about thinking or not wanting to.

It took more than a thousand days and nights to have such a bizarre opportunity, how could she be willing to watch this opportunity slip through her fingers.

Unsure of the distant future, it is enough for her to take care of the present.

Yu Feiwan tightened the hand holding Yu Ping's wrist, the corners of his mouth slowly rose, and his breathing was a little steady.

Seek benevolence and be benevolent, what else is there to hesitate about.

Yu Ping felt something, moved in the direction of Yu Feiwan, and muttered unconsciously, which made people unreal.

……

Nishidoya.

Lin Haihong lay on his side, curled up in a ball and fell asleep, a small one.

The old lady carefully turned on the flashlight and lifted Lin Haihong's sleeves, the mottled scars were like small snakes wrapped around Lin Haihong's skin, the shades were different from the old and the new, and some were almost invisible.

The old lady's fingertips trembled, and her breath stagnated.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up his autumn coat and looked at Lin Haihong's back.

More shocking than the arm.

The slender scars, densely packed, are intertwined into a large tree with lush foliage.

The old lady only felt out of breath, trembling and pulling on Lin Haihong's autumn clothes, turning off the flashlight, leaning against the wall, and not saying a word.

Time seems to stand still in this moment.

She has always felt that her eldest grandson, who was pampered and cared for, has been beaten for many years.

If it weren't for the late reminder, she might have been kept in the dark like everyone else in the village.