It used to be the most beautiful yard in the village, but now the house is empty. Only the swing floats on every windy day, waiting for the once little man to sit on it with a smile.
Amid the swaying sound of the swing, Zhao Shiqing closed her eyes. In the bright autumn sunshine, even if she closed her eyes, there was a warm orange in front of her. Zhao Shiqing simply took out a handkerchief and tied it to her. Unfortunately, her handkerchief was too small. A black cloth scarf was handed to her. She raised her eyes and met Xiao Zhen's eyes: "Use this."
If it were usual, Zhao Shiqing would have been curious that Xiao Zhen actually carried a masked black scarf with her, but today, she only felt lucky.
She blindfolded her eyes with a black scarf and instantly fell into darkness.
The laughter of a child suddenly came from my mind, followed by the old woman's gentle reminder: "Hold on the rope, sit down, my grandma is going to push it."
It was like fireworks, exploded in my mind, first one, then three or four countless flowers. The colorful fireworks were bright and bright, illuminating the dark world without images.
However, she couldn't see them. She was like a lost little beast, exploring and exploring around, trying to find a way home. "My grandma is the most partial, and she makes braised pork for the miracle doctor grandpa."
The little girl's voice sounded again, and Zhao Shiqing was stunned. Braised pork.
"Doctor Yang likes to eat braised pork the most. He will go to Beijing in a few days, but he will not be able to eat it when he is in the capital. While he has not set off, of course your mother will have to make a few more meals to let him eat enough."
The old woman's voice seemed to be right in her ears. Zhao Shiqing subconsciously stretched out her hand, but there was only a void there. "Is there no braised pork in Beijing?" The little girl was speaking. "Doctor Yang often says that the braised pork made by your mother is the best he has ever eaten." Zhao Shiqing smiled on her lips. No wonder she always felt that the braised pork made by her master had a little taste. It turned out that she had eaten the most delicious thing in the world.
"Miss, beware!" Ling Bo's scream suddenly pierced into his eardrum.
Zhao Shiqing suddenly woke up, and the rotten hemp rope on the swing broke with a sound. As soon as her body fell, someone hugged her waist.
The cool breath of the boy's body hits his face, and in contrast to this breath is the warmth coming from his waist.
Is Xiao Zhen the one who supports her?
"Miss, are you okay?"
"Small boy, how did you push the swing? I almost threw my good granddaughter to the ground!"
Ling Bo and Zhen Wuduo rushed over together. Zhao Shiqing felt the hand that was originally holding on her waist and instantly retracted it. Ling Bo unbuttoned the black scarf on her eyes. The sudden light made Zhao Shiqing feel uncomfortable for a moment. She reached out to cover her eyes. The old woman's voice suddenly rang out in her mind again: "Don't touch it, Doctor Yang said, it will take another three days to remove it."
Zhao Shiqing was stunned. Her hand was stopped in the air. Has the old woman's mouth Dr. Yang, who likes to eat braised pork, treated her eyes?
She closed her eyes again, trying to hear what the little girl said, but she waited for a long time, and the voices of the old woman and the little girl never sounded again.
Zhao Shiqing opened her eyes helplessly, looked up at the broken swing, and murmured, "What a pity."
The autumn wind rolled up the fallen leaves all over the yard, and Zhao Shiqing stretched out her palms. Her palms were as smooth as jade. This was the hand carefully maintained by maids and nannies since childhood. There was no calluses for martial arts practice, nor did they have any traces of hard work.
A drop of clear tears slid down the corners of her eyes. She was really a lucky girl. Even in the short years she had forgotten, she was also the one who was carefully cared for.
It's a pity that the person who pampers her was forgotten by her. She may even have never seen them with her own eyes.
A yellow leaves were flying in the air, falling into her palm, and then another one, two pieces
Zhao Shiqing looked at the three yellow leaves in her palm, and the bitterness spread from the bottom of her heart to her whole body. She trembled and closed her palms, allowing her hands to closely connect with the three yellow leaves.
"I have grandma, grandma, and grandma. They have not abandoned me. They love me very much, love me very much."
The words behind were replaced by choking sounds, and tears burst out like a dam.
Zhen Wuduo was so anxious that he stamped his feet. He wanted to ask her several times. Ling Bo grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly. Zhen Wuduo said, "You."
Ling Bo shook his head at him and signaled him not to speak.
Lingbo regretted it. If she had just reminded Miss II that the rope was broken, her voice was a little smaller and that Miss II was not frightened, her mood would not have been out of control as it is now.
Out of control, this is the most appropriate word Ling Bo can think of.
She has been with Zhao Shiqing for several years. This is the second time Miss Second cried so sadly.
The last time I learned about the death of King Xianliang, the second lady refused to believe it at first, but later she cried so hard that she couldn't speak.
Zhao Shiqing didn't know how long she had cried. When she finally spoke again, she found that Xiao Zhen was standing next to her at some point: "Let's go, come in and take a look."
The door that was originally closed was already opened, and Zhao Shiqing followed Xiao Zhen in a daze.
The eyes are filled with dust, but there are countless overlapping footprints on the ground, and almost every room has traces of being turned.
Zhao Shiqing saw it, Xiao Zhen also saw it, and even Zhen Wuduo, who followed behind, could see it. "I've called the thief more than once! Damn it, even my daughter dares to steal it, seeking death!"
The last few words, gritting my teeth, Zhao Shiqing couldn't help looking at him in surprise. This white and fat little old man suddenly became so fierce.
Zhen Wuduo met Zhao Shiqing's gaze and instantly turned back to the funny and cute little old man. He smiled and said to Zhao Shiqing: "Baby granddaughter, you remembered what happened when you were a child, right? Let me introduce myself. I am your grandfather, your closest and closest grandfather."
Zhao Shiqing then remembered that when she woke up, she seemed to hear someone calling her granddaughter. Yes, Mr. Zhen is here to find her daughter. It turns out that his daughter is his mother.
"Old man, are you sure I am your granddaughter?" Zhao Shiqing asked.
"Baby granddaughter, I checked it out there. Your mother's boudoir is Fu Xiaoying, and my poor daughter is Fu Xiaoying. Back then, Wu was flooded, and your grandmother gave birth to your mother on the way to escape. She unfortunately passed away and entrusted your mother to a passing couple.
It's a pity that the sister-in-law who told me about this was illiterate, and I didn't think much about it. She mistakenly thought about their surnames, Shi Tou Shi.
Later, I found your grandmother's grave. The tombstone was erected by your kind grandmother in the name of your mother, and the name on it was Fu Xiaoying.
Your family came to Zhuxitang to settle down. Later, your grandfather started a cloth business and your father also went to the county town to study. Your grandfather simply took your grandmother and your grandmother's family to move to the county town.
Your father and your mother are childhood sweethearts. They grew up together and became husband and wife when they grew up.
Unfortunately, your grandfather passed away shortly after they got married, and your father and mother returned to Zhuxitang to mourn your grandfather. Five years later, you were born in this small courtyard. "
Zhen Wuduo looked at Zhao Shiqing, then became happy again, pointed to his eyes, and said to Zhao Shiqing, "I have been holding back and didn't say anything. That brat doesn't allow me to say, baby granddaughter, your eyes look so beautiful, follow me, you look like your grandmother, you can't say anything, but even with your grandmother's shadow, I'd have wanted to tell you a long time ago, it's all the blame for that brat. If it weren't for him, our grandparents would have recognized each other long ago. "
Xiao Zhen's face is as deep as water. Am I not your eldest? Why have I become a stinky brat now?
Where did I smell?
I don’t think you don’t like taking a bath, so you’re embarrassed to talk to me?
Zhen Wuduo's joy infected Zhao Shiqing, and she smiled, but when she saw Zhen Wuduo's old eyes, her smile disappeared.
"Grandpa, your eyes are triangular, not like mine at all."
Zhen Wuduo: "It's not triangular, but apricot-core eyes. Your grandfather, I was handsome and elegant when I was young, and my jade tree was in the wind. I was nicknamed Jade-faced Little White Dragon. Baby granddaughter, don't disbelief, grandpa will not lie to you. When you get old, your eyes will be the same as grandpa."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Zhao Shiqing suddenly felt that she had no hope. Her eyes were indeed the apricot kernel eyes. Could it be that when she got old, her eyes would become such a triangular eyes? "Grandpa, I want to cry again." Tears suddenly burst into Zhao Shiqing's eyes. There was no way. She hadn't cried enough yet. At this time, she could not be stimulated, and she cried again after it was stimulated.
Zhen Wuduo was panicked. He had just recognized his eldest granddaughter and made him cry.
"Baby granddaughter, don't cry, don't cry, you haven't seen your uncle yet, grandpa told you, although you only have one father and one mother, you have more than a hundred uncles, and this is one of them, a little brat, I'm just here to help me coax your niece!"
Xiao Zhen
At this moment, the yard was suddenly noisy, and the voice of loach came in: "Who asked you to climb over the wall to come in, go out!"
Xiao Zhen glared at Zhen Wuduo, turned around and walked out.
Chen Li was old and couldn't stop him. Li Laosi and his sons actually climbed over the wall and came in.
Li Laosi didn't take the thin and small loach seriously. He took his sons and wanted to enter the house, but was stopped by Jiang Ping and Cai An.
Although Li Laosi and his sons had big arms and round waists, Jiang Ping and Cai An were both trainees. When they reached out to stop them, the father and son couldn't get in, but they were unwilling to give up, so they stood in the yard and started cursing. "Who knows who you are? Maybe they are big thieves in Jiangyang. Ada, go and report to the official!"
Xiao Zhen walked out of it at this time: "Go to report to the official? OK, there were thieves in this room, and more than one thief was covered with footprints. Just let the yamen check it out carefully. Jiang Ping and Cai An, take them all down!"
Li Laosi and Cai An had just experienced the power of Jiang Ping and Cai An. They had a ghost in their hearts and turned around and were about to run away. But it was too late. Jiang Ping and Cai An were ordered to take action together. In just a few rounds, they tied up all the father and son.
Xiao Zhen said to Niu, "You jump out of the wall and open the lock on the door. Please come in."
Niu, stunned, blushed, and said embarrassedly, "How did Mr. Zhen know that little one can unlock the lock?"
Xiao Zhen said lightly: "Check it."
Loach
He didn't know that Xiao Zhen was Shen Guanyue's brother, and if he knew, he would understand.
Of course, the people around his younger brother need to investigate clearly, that is, the loach is an abandoned baby picked up from the mud pond, otherwise Xiao Zhen could investigate all his ancestors clearly.
Loach went out, opened the lock easily, and invited Chen Lizheng, who was worried outside, to come in.
Xiao Zhen did not hide it and explained to Chen Lizheng the relationship between Zhen Wuduo and Zhao Shiqing and the Shi family.
Knowing that not only Zhen Wuduo is the in-law of the old Shi family, but Zhao Shiqing is the blind little girl back then, Chen Li was shocked, but then he wondered: "Hey, how did the old Shi family lose her, this baby? By the way, her parents, why did the child get back by themselves, but they didn't come back?"
Xiao Zhen shook his head, who knows, he hasn't asked Zhao Shiqing yet, I don't know how much she remembered. Zhao Shiqing cried too fiercely just now, and he couldn't bear to ask her.
Xiao Zhen invited Chen Lizheng into the house. Seeing the house that was overturned and the footprints all over the ground, Chen Lizheng scolded, "It's embarrassing. This is a shameful face for Zhuxitang!"
He turned around and pointed at Li Laosi's nose and said, "Li Laosi, I think you broke it from the root. I used to think you like to take advantage of it, but now I know that you have learned to slip through the door and pick the locks. If you break it, you will be broken. I have also brought some sons to you. I want to ask you Mr. Li, whether he cares about this matter!"
As he said, Chen Lizheng said to Loach, "This guy, you have to trouble." If you invite Mr. Li to come over, the one with a crabapple tree at the entrance of the east end of the village, you say that I invited him to come and preside over justice. Their Li family had a scum who steals a cat, so I asked him whether he cares! "
I heard that he was going to invite Mr. Li, and Mr. Li was panicked all of a sudden. He worked as a bastard in the county when he was young. Once when he was collecting protection fees, he happened to be hit by Mr. Li. Mr. Li took several nephews to chase him and beat him on the street, tied him back to the village, and beat him again in the ancestral hall, which made him unable to get to the ground for a whole month. Since then, he has never dared to go back to the county to be a bastard again.
Li Laosi is also a grandfather now, but when he sees Li Er Grandpa from afar, he still has to bypass him. His fear of Li Er Grandpa has already been engraved into his bones.
He beg for mercy quickly: "Master Li Zheng, please don't call my second uncle here. He is old and can't be angry. Come to me if you have anything to do. Don't disturb him." Chen Lizheng snorted coldly: "I'll ask you, have you stole things from Lao Shi's house?"
Li Laosi repeatedly complained: "What are you stealing? I took a few quilts, two vases, a pot, and a few pieces of household items. Is that also called stealing? The villagers in the village are all from the same village. Can this be called stealing?"
"What's the name of stealing? Did they ask you to take it?" Chen Lizheng yelled.
Xiao Zhen asked in a deep voice: "You have been here more than once, you only took these? I don't believe it!" (The end of this chapter)