Chapter 303 The feeling of being relied on is really good
"Huo Beixi, when you have your weekend vacation, let's go to Baibao County together!" Hua Xiali remembered that Uncle Fang was the child of her birth The child died before. In her last life, she seemed to have given birth to the child in October 1992. Uncle Fang should have died in September, right? In other words, Uncle Fang's life span is less than a year, and she has to help him make up for his regrets.
And now that she has money, it is not a problem to buy the entire Stone Village.
After all, she has quite a lot to do next.
"Is one day enough?" Huo Beixi asked.
When he was busy building a fungus-growing greenhouse, he didn't take a break for a long time. He spent all his vacations there. If there weren't enough hours in one day, he would have to take an extra day off and let others be on duty.
Hua Xiali nodded repeatedly, "That's enough, that's enough. Didn't we go there last time? It's not very far over there, it's just next door to the county seat! And this time we rode a motorcycle there by ourselves, Naturally faster than before.”
After the meal, Hua Xiali made herself a cup of hot green tea. While drinking tea, she watched Huo Beixi washing pots and washing dishes. A man with the level of a male god stood in front of a rural earthen stove washing pots and washing dishes. , no matter how it seemed, it was against the law, but he had to do it.
After all, she doesn’t want to take on all the household labor. The family belongs to two people, and one person always has to do the work. How hard it is! So she cooked, wasn't it the right thing for Huo Beixi to wash the pots and dishes?
Before you feel sorry for a man, you must also feel sorry for yourself!
After all, she wasn’t playing!
After Huo Beixi finished cleaning up, the two of them went back to the room to take a lunch break. Taking a lunch break has become a habit. Even if it is not summer, I am still used to taking a lunch break. If I don’t take a break at noon, I feel like I have no energy in the afternoon. .
In order to facilitate the access to the review materials on the bedside table, Hua Xiali let Huo Beixi sleep on the bed. Huo Beixi held Hua Xiali's waist and leaned against her.
Hua Xiali read for a while and then began to feel sleepy. She lowered her head and glanced at Huo Beixi, who was leaning on her. When she saw his tightly closed eyes and his long eyelashes trembling slightly, she felt in her heart It was so soft that it felt really good to be relied on. Huo Beixi probably hoped that she could rely on him like this!
Hua Xiali put down the book in his hand, then lay down, kissed Huo Beixi on the forehead, and said to himself, "Huo Beixi, I hope we can live a long life this time A hundred years old, even if we don't live a hundred years, we will definitely be buried together after we die, and we will not let you face the endless darkness alone..."
After Huo Beixi died, he was scrawled and buried in the cemetery of Huazhuang. That was because he had no family, but it was different now. He had a wife, mother-in-law, and sister-in-law. With so many people, he would definitely Someone buried them together.
When Huo Beixi rested, Hua Xiali went to the front to feed the poultry early, and also packed two brand-new quilts, a bed of sheets, a washbasin, towels, toothbrushes, etc. for Uncle Fang. Toothpaste and other daily necessities.
They were all left behind when she went to wholesale student accommodation supplies. No matter what she did, she always prepared something for her family. Wouldn’t it come in handy now?
In addition, Hua Xiali also packed some seasonings and added a little spiritual spring water to the seasonings. Although the spiritual spring water could not change Uncle Fang's fate or prevent his death, it could at least make him Relieve physical headaches.
Uncle Fang’s bad legs were probably caused by his wife’s hunting injury when she was pregnant. If it hadn’t been for that incident, his wife probably wouldn’t have had fetal contractions, which would have led to dystocia.
After Hua Xiali finished packing, Huo Beixi tied everything on the motorcycle.
Actually, the motorcycle is quite high. You need to raise your legs to get on it, so Huo Beixi didn't let her bother. He directly carried Hua Xiali onto the motorcycle and then rode on it. The motorcycle left.
Hua Xiali hugged Huo Beixi's waist tightly and pressed her cheek against his back. She always felt like she was in the previous life, because in the previous life after they bought a motorcycle, this was the time This time I rode a motorcycle to Baibao County. So Hua Xiali is in a trance now. She doesn't even know whether she is in the third life or the second life.
In her previous life, she would be pregnant at the beginning of the new year. Uncle Fang would die before she gave birth to the child. She and Huo Beixi would bury Uncle Fang and Grandma Mo together, and then she would She gave birth in October, and by the time she was born, it was already November. It was in November that she was sent back to the second life by Hua Qingmei.
I don’t know what will happen this time.
She really hopes to live with Huo Beixi forever, or for a few more years. She doesn't want to live with Huo Beixi for just a few years and then separate for various other reasons.
With a motorcycle, speed is fast, and soon they arrived in the mountains of Baibao County. When they reached a place where the motorcycle could not move forward, Huo Beixi parked the motorcycle, and then went with Hua Xiali He carried his things and walked inside.
When they arrived at Uncle Fang's house, Uncle Fang was eating in a bowl. Hua Xiali took a look into the bowl, but she didn't expect it to be rice noodles.
Hua Xiali asked curiously, "Uncle Fang, did you have breakfast or lunch?"
It's too early to have lunch at this time, and it's too late to have breakfast.
Uncle Fang smiled kindly, "I wasn't hungry in the morning, so I didn't eat anything. I didn't cook some noodles until now when I was hungry."
"Uncle Fang, we brought them to you. If you have something to eat, you must take it out and use it. Don’t waste it, you know? Otherwise it would be a pity." Hua Xiali and Huo Beixi brought them here. Put it on the ground of Uncle Fang's house.
Although the floor at Uncle Fang's house is muddy, it is very tight, so it's okay to put it on the ground. Anyway, it's packed outside.
"Thank you both." Uncle Fang said gratefully. He didn't expect that at such an old age, he could still make two kind-hearted friends.
"Uncle Fang, the last time we came here we found that the houses in this village are well preserved, and there are no overgrown grasses in the vacant courtyards. They look like they are inhabited." Even though he knew the answer, Hua Xiali still couldn't bear it. Please ask again.
In fact, a village has been abandoned for less than ten years. It has become depressed and dilapidated, with crumbling walls, crumbling houses, and overgrown weeds. But there is nothing visible here. You can tell at a glance that someone has carefully taken care of it. of.
Every household has moved away to a new village at the foot of the mountain. Even the land is abandoned. Who will come back to take care of the vacant courtyards?
“After everyone moved away, the houses here were no longer needed, so the doors were not locked. When I was not farming, I was bored, so I cleaned up the yard and repaired the houses for everyone...” Uncle Fang said. Thinking of the past, my eyes were full of kindness, as if I was trapped in endless beautiful memories...