Dreaming — crying about what?
Twelve o'clock at noon,
Zhou Qing had just cooked lunch and brought it to the dining table, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Shi Hui appear outside the door with a bag, his face full of exhaustion.
"I'm back, looking at the note you left, I thought I was going to stay for a few days like last time" Zhou Qing stepped forward and took down her package, saying, "Hurry up and wash your hands and eat, I cooked noodles today"
After a morning in the car, I was already hungry.
Shi Hui rushed into the house, bent down and saw the dishes on the table, and suddenly pouted, "Why are you still tomato and egg noodles?"
"Hahaha, who knew that you would suddenly come back today" Shi Hui didn't like to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes, thinking that she was not there today, Zhou Qing walked in and said with a smile, "Why don't I make you the toppings again?" ”
Shi Hui shook his head, forget it, don't bother.
"I'm hungry and sleepy, I didn't sleep much all night yesterday, and now I can't open my eyes"
Shi Hui muttered and turned around to wash her hands, took the dishes and chopsticks and came out to play with the table and sat down, before the noodles reached out to clip, she lowered her head and almost fell asleep.
"Then hurry up and eat first, and go to make up for sleep after eating" Zhou Qing looked at her distressedly, took her bowl casually, sandwiched half a bowl of noodles, and deliberately picked a lot of eggs for her when pouring toppings, on the other hand, most of the tomatoes in her bowl, and deliberately put sesame oil.
As soon as the fragrance came out, Shi Hui really raised his head, tried to pull up his upper eyelids, took the bowl with both hands, and buried his head in eating.
Halfway through eating, the chopsticks were stacked on the table, stood up and swayed towards the bedroom, waving his hand at Zhou Qing, "Sister Qing, eat by yourself, I'm too sleepy, let's sleep for a while"
Yesterday was too draining, the new sleep environment was difficult to fall asleep again, I almost slept in the car, and as soon as my head touched the pillow, I lost consciousness in an instant.
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"Huihui, where have you been, I haven't seen you in a long time?" In her sleep, she heard someone talking to herself, and Shi Hui couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, where to go? Is it a past life or yesterday? The voice is like a little ghost who often sits together and chats in his previous life, let's it be him, Shi Hui looked at the white scene in front of him, smiled, and replied, "I came to Qimiao Town,"
"Are you happy there?" The voice is directed again
Shi Hui nodded, and then the white fog around him began to dissipate, and in the distance, Shi Hui saw a mourning hall in front of him, surrounded by a group of people, and a woman in the middle was lying on the coffin crying heartbreakingly.
The scene gradually got closer, only to recognize that this was the small courtyard of my grandmother's house, and the woman crying in front of her was her own mother who had never called in memory of several families who had never met.
“... Oh my treasure! ... How do you let your mother live! ..... Just go..... I've raised you so big, Huihui........."
"The child is gone, the festival mourns and changes, Hui Hui Niang"
"Yes, Shi Hui's mother, you have to pay attention to your body,"
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Shi Hui's mother was crying bitterly, and the distant relatives and neighbors of the aunt next to her were all trying to persuade her, Shi Hui stood aside and watched quietly, guessing how much of this cry was true and how much was false? Inadvertently, she saw herself in the mirror in front of her, her expression was blank, calm as water, and her eyes were empty.
In the corner of the mirror, she saw her grandmother.
The old lady was wearing a dark brown coat, and she was alone in the corner with a cane, far away from the group of people in front of her. The hair was messy, the silver strands were scattered everywhere, and a few strands hung on the emaciated shoulders, and the whole person leaned against the wall weakly, looking lonely and helpless and sad.
Shi Hui came closer and squatted down in front of her, almost unrecognizable.
Grandma is extremely elegant on weekdays, more beautiful than young people, she used to often nag because Shi Hui didn't pay attention to her personal image, but on such a big day today, she didn't even comb her hair, and she appeared in front of people with a depressed appearance, as if she had lost a lot of weight, drooping her head, her eye sockets collapsed, her nose was red, the corners of her mouth were sinking, and her mouth was muttering from time to time.
What are you talking about? The corners of Shi Hui's mouth were slightly hooked, this old lady is really, she is still nagging when she is dead,
I can't help but lean closer,
"You girl! ... I told you, you have to look at the road when you walk... It's just that if you're disobedient, it's better not to see you..... What's wrong, what to do...... All the gods bless... My Xiaohui is young, you take care of it, and I will incense every day in the future.... Kowtow, ghosts and ghosts everywhere, don't bully her, or I won't let you go when I go........"
The old lady lowered her head and kept chattering, talking to Shi Hui for a while, praying to God for a while, and scolding ghosts for a while. There is no logic in thinking about everything, but it is full of thoughts and love for her granddaughter.
With a sour nose, Shi Hui raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and the snot bubbles came out, and she whispered: "You old lady, it's really, it's annoying to nag."
Grandma seemed to have sensed something, and immediately raised her head and looked at Shi Hui.
Only then did Shi Hui see that a pair of eyes were so sad that they lost their minds, red with tears, swollen and drooping curtains covering half of their eyeballs, their eye sockets collapsed, their undereyes were blue, and they stared at them in a daze.
She, as if she saw herself, Shi Hui subconsciously hooked the corners of her mouth and quickly showed a smile,
"Hui... Huihui, it's you," the old lady called her name with trembling lips,
Shi Hui's tears gushed out, and she wiped it indiscriminately and immediately nodded, "Grandma, it's me, I-"
"Mom, why are you talking nonsense again!" The second uncle came over from the side, pulled up the old mother on the ground, and complained, "That girl is gone, you are too tired, I will help you into the house to rest"
Shi Hui watched her grandmother being forcibly dragged up and walked to the next room, the old lady's eyes were always looking in her direction, her crutches fell to the ground, her thin hand was stretched out to this side, and her mouth kept repeating her name.
"Grandma" Shi Hui stood up and ran over, and found that her grandmother didn't see her, she had come to her side, but her wife still maintained that forward-facing posture.
The second uncle carried her into the house, the door was closed, and through the door frame, I could vaguely hear the old lady's crying and the whispered comforts of the people around her.
Shi Hui stood in front of the door, looked back at the noisy mourning hall behind him, and then looked at the wooden door in front of him, tears couldn't stop flowing down.
"What are you crying about? Well? ”
A mellow and gentle voice suddenly sounded in my head.
In the haze, Shi Hui felt that someone was wiping her tears, a big hand stroked her hair very lightly, and then a pair of hot thin lips pressed against her forehead.
Shi Hui opened her eyes,
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