The next afternoon, the sky was blue and full of white clouds, which was a rare good weather in winter.

Yang Zilan and Zhang Qinghe were drying dried fish in the open space of the square again, and they immediately packed the dried wakame yesterday and prepared to send it out today.

"Qinghe, it's almost packed, you call Liang Jianyong and ask him to collect it, don't delay the customer." Yang Zilan urged Zhang Qinghe to call while packing.

"Mom, don't worry, I sent him a message, and he said it would be there soon."

"Okay."

After a while, Liang Jianyong came on a motorcycle, he stopped the motorcycle and wanted to go straight to Zhang Qinghe, but when he saw Yang Zilan, he stopped his hurried footsteps again.

"Auntie." Liang Jianyong greeted Yang Zilan, and then slowly walked towards Zhang Qinghe.

"Hmm." Yang Zilan replied lightly.

"Qinghe, do you want to send these?" Liang Jianyong saw that Yang Zilan was there, and it was inconvenient for him to talk to Zhang Qinghe about anything else, so he only talked to Zhang Qinghe about work.

"Yes, the address is already written on the box."

Liang Jianyong glanced at Zhang Qinghe, she didn't mean to say anything else to herself, so he tried to slow down and load the courier onto the motorcycle.

"I'll go back and get the bag." Yang Zilan left the square with interest.

As soon as he saw Yang Zilan walking away, Liang Jianyong immediately approached Zhang Qinghe and said: "Qinghe, don't worry about the gossip on the street, we are not afraid of shadows." ”

"Ah Yong, I know that I live my own life, not as idle as them, gossiping everywhere."

"Qinghe, I'm so afraid that you won't pay attention to me anymore because of these gossips." Liang Jianyong looked at Zhang Qinghe pitifully.

"No, I can't control other people's mouths, I'm only responsible for living my own life."

"Hee-hee, then I'll be relieved." Liang Jianyong happily touched the back of his head, looking a little silly.

"Hurry up and deliver it, my customer is still in a hurry." Zhang Qinghe urged Liang Jianyong to leave.

"Yes."

Liang Jianyong smiled and rode his motorcycle away from the shallow fishing village.

Shortly after Liang Jianyong left, her mother, Aunt Liang, took a motorcycle to the shallow fishing village.

She had not left the village for many years, and when she came to the shallow fishing village for the first time, she felt that everything was extremely unfamiliar.

After paying the five-yuan fare, she slowly walked along the seaside plank road to the village.

Her face was wrinkled, her hands were calloused, her back was hunched over, she was on crutches, and her steps were determined to meet the wind.

"Auntie, you're not from our village, are you? Who are you looking for? A passing woman asked Aunt Liang.

"No, I'm here to buy something from Zhang Qinghe." Aunt Liang made up reasons at will.

"Qinghe, she's drying fish in the square, and you'll see her when you walk straight away."

"Okay, thank you." Aunt Liang thanked her and continued to walk forward.

But she didn't take a few steps before she felt out of breath and had to sit on the side of the road to rest.

Zhang Qinghe happened to be passing by, so he leaned over and asked Aunt Liang, "Auntie, are you uncomfortable?" ”

Aunt Liang still felt out of breath, so she nodded.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you? Why don't I call the doctor for you? Zhang Qinghe instantly became nervous, seeing that she was not young, if she delayed time, it would be troublesome.

"No, I ...... I'll just rest for a while. Aunt Liang said with difficulty.

Zhang Qinghe was a month old and couldn't squat down, so she bent down to help Aunt Liang caress her back so that she could be more comfortable.

After a while, Aunt Liang was almost rested, and she was out of breath.

She smiled at Zhang Qinghe's stomach and asked, "Thank you, you're about to give birth, right?" ”

"Two months to go, soon." Zhang Qinghe caressed his high bulging abdomen with maternal love.

"You're so kind, the child must be cute." Aunt Liang likes Zhang Qinghe in her heart.

"Auntie, no matter who encounters this, they will not ignore it."

Aunt Liang smiled and said nothing, although she rarely goes out, but many people outside dislike the elderly, she knows it, not to mention that she is uncomfortable, many people will pretend not to see it so as not to get into trouble.

"Auntie, did you come to the fishing village to find relatives? Who's home? I'll send you back. ”

Aunt Liang looked at Zhang Qinghe seriously with chaotic eyes, big belly? In your twenties? Bright-looking? Aunt Liang felt a burst of joy in her heart.

"Are you Zhang Qinghe?" Aunt Liang looked at Zhang Qinghe with expectant eyes, waiting for her affirmative answer.

"Auntie, do you know me?" Zhang Qinghe was shocked, she had never seen this old man before.

Aunt Liang smiled so much that the wrinkles on her face bloomed.

Zhang Qinghe was stunned.

"Zhang Qinghe, I know you." Aunt Liang spoke slowly, and the smile on her face became stronger.

"Auntie, you're dumb with me." Zhang Qinghe was amused by her.

"Qinghe, I'm Liang Jianyong's mother, I came to you on purpose." Aunt Liang took Zhang Qinghe's hand affectionately and said with a smile.

"Auntie, you are Ah Yong's mother, how can you come here by yourself." Zhang Qinghe took out her mobile phone and was about to call Liang Jianyong, but Aunt Liang stopped her.

"Don't call Ayong yet, let's talk for a while."

"Okay." Zhang Qinghe helped Aunt Liang up and sat down on a chair in the square.

"Qinghe, I know that Ah Yong likes you very much, in the past few months, his whole mental state has improved a lot, and he has a lot of smiles."

"This kid often steals fun on his own."

"Before, he never did this, before, he came home and looked at me, a sick old woman, all day long, without a smile on his face."

"Qinghe, don't care what others say, if you also like Ah Yong, just join him, our family is poor, but Ah Yong is a very good man."

"The child in your belly, our family will love him well."

"Auntie, Ah Yong and I ......" Zhang Qinghe wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain.

"Qinghe, my old woman doesn't have many years to live, so I'm looking forward to Ah Yong getting married, and I have a lot on my mind."

"Just tell your aunt the truth, do you like Ah Yong?" Aunt Liang looked at Zhang Qinghe sincerely, looking forward to her answer.

Zhang Qinghe thought for a moment, she touched her heart, she was sure that she liked Liang Jianyong.

During this time, with Liang Jianyong's company, she felt that she was not alone at all.

At the thought of Liang Jianyong braving the typhoon and torrential rain to rescue her at sea, her heart couldn't help but throb.

Zhang Qinghe nodded vigorously, for the first time, she followed her heart head-on.

"That's good, thank goodness." Aunt Liang clasped her hands together and thanked the gods for their blessing.

"Qinghe, stay with Ah Yong, don't worry that we will treat the child in your belly badly, let alone what those long-tongued women say."

"Auntie, I'm ......"

Zhang Qinghe lowered her head and pondered for a long time, she slowly raised her eyes: "Auntie, I was worried about others gossiping before, but now that they have said it, I am not afraid, as long as you are good to the baby in my belly, I am willing to be with Ah Yong." ”

"Great, hurry up and call Ah Yong and ask him to come over."

"Hmm." Zhang Qinghe dialed Liang Jianyong's mobile phone, and soon, Liang Jianyong answered the call.

"Qinghe, do you still have a courier to send?"

"You stinky boy, you don't know how to speak gently." Aunt Liang loudly reprimanded Liang Jianyong.

"Mom, why are you by Qinghe's side?" Liang Jianyong was very nervous, he was worried that Aunt Liang would embarrass Zhang Qinghe because of rumors.

"Come over quickly, Qinghe has promised to be with you." Aunt Liang happily told Liang Jianyong.

"Mom, what did you say? Qinghe, really? Is what my mom said true? Liang Jianyong's voice trembled, and it was difficult to hide the excitement in his heart.

"Ah Yong, I promise to be with you, during this time, you have passed the assessment period."

"Ah......" Liang Jianyong's excited screaming voice came from the mobile phone.

Aunt Liang and Zhang Qinghe looked at each other and smiled.