"Xiaobai, are you okay? Don't be depressed!" The speaker was a woman in her teens, wearing a navy blue jacket with a coarse cloth slanting collar.
Her white hair was tied into a small bun and hung behind her head.
She is Su Ruobai's neighbor.
Grandma Li.
That was the person who helped Su Ruobai get up that morning.
"It's okay, Grandma Li, my throat is just hurt, it's nothing serious." Su Ruobai saw that it was Grandma Li who was talking to him.
I replied openly.
"I won't do that again. My cousin is here to see me, so I'll go back first." Su Ruobai smiled at the old man and walked towards his home.
I was kicked by my savior in the morning.
The door lock is broken.
The wooden door was only half-closed.
The house is designed with two bedrooms and a living room.
It is said to be a living room, but actually it is just a foyer, and it is very small.
The toilet is on the left side of the door.
Further in is the kitchen.
Next are the two bedrooms.
Although small, but in this era.
A house like this with a separate toilet and kitchen can be considered a luxury house.
But now that the weather is hot, many people still like to cook in the yard.
…
"Brother Fei, take a look yourself. I'll go find something." Su Ruobai led the man in.
Don't look at the tilted stool or broken rope on the ground.
He didn't even look at the pots and pans scattered on the floor.
Just pick up the kitchen knife and go behind the door.
The kitchen knife in his hand cut through a thin piece of wood.
A package of something wrapped in oil paper leaked out.
"Let's go." He went back to his room, found a slouched military backpack, and put all his things in it.
This is why we ask people to go together.
When the two came out.
That group of aunts and sisters-in-law are still there.
Su Ruo looked around.
I found that some people had already prepared meals and placed them there.
Didn't say anything.
He grabbed his bag and walked forward.
Brother Fei followed leisurely behind.
As soon as the two men left, the aunts started discussing.
"Is he really Xiaobai's cousin?"
"Never heard of it?"
"I've only heard that she has cousins, but I've never heard of a cousin?"
"Is she a relative on her mother's side?"
"That can't be possible. When his father came, he said his mother was gone!"
"Is that from her breast side?"
"You're not that kind of friend, are you?"
"Oh, that's possible. Her grandmother's family bullied her so much, so it's possible that she's taking it out on her friends."
"Yes, yes, the key point is that the young man is still unruly."
"I think so too. He's good-looking, but his demeanor doesn't seem like a serious person."
…
"Hey, Aunt Hong, where are you going?" As we were chatting excitedly, a woman in her teens took off her apron and rolled up her sleeves.
He didn't care about the food in the pot and ran out in a hurry.
"The food is still in the pot!" A neighbor who was nearby quickly picked up a spatula and helped turn it over a few times.
"Please keep an eye on it for me and serve it out when it's cooked. I have something urgent to do..." Aunt Hong didn't slow down.
But I can’t bear to leave the food in the pot.
I had to turn around and give some instructions.
She ran to the telephone booth at the entrance of the alley.
Panting heavily.
"I, I'm going to make a phone call." As he spoke, he wiped the sweat from his head with the cloth in his hand.
After I finished wiping, I remembered that this was the cloth I used to wipe my hands when I cooked.
It's all oil.
Then he threw it on the phone keyboard with a look of disgust.
The owner of the phone booth glared at him.
He quickly picked it up again.
The call was connected.
Aunt Hong took it.
"I, I'm looking for Grandma Su."
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