Chapter 75 Sister, You Look Like My Mother
Gu Nan took him to a nearby supermarket and bought some daily necessities, fruits, and snacks.
When passing by the candy section, I bought several bags of colorful candies of various flavors. "You have low blood sugar, so be sure to carry a few candies with you when you go out, just in case."
Lin Jingzhe followed behind her and watched her put a lot of high-calorie snacks into the cart, roughly estimating that they would last until the New Year.
"Sister, buy less. I can't eat that much."
Gu Nan's hands didn't even shake. "I'll eat it too. Your brother is the only one who doesn't eat this. Let's not play with him."
When they finished shopping and were checking out, Gu Nan took a look at the freezer at the door, then stuffed a popsicle into his hand, just as naturally as any parent taking their child to the supermarket, without any ambiguity.
Lin Jingzhe was eating popsicles in the queue like a little kid, and recalled that when he was very young, he and his mother passed by the vegetable market near the bus station.
There is a small area in the vegetable market that is dedicated to selling fruits. There is a small path in the middle, and fruits are placed in white foam boxes on the ground on both sides.
He held his mother's hand and walked past the fragrant fruit stall, his eyes constantly glancing at the piles of his favorite fruits.
In fact, he still can't say whether he really likes it or not. It's just that he had eaten too few good things at that time. He only remembers that mangoes were very sweet. After eating the flesh, he would chew even the core for a long time before he was willing to throw it away.
They stood in front of the pile of mangoes, and his mother asked him if he wanted to eat some, and he said yes.
My mother asked the boss how much it cost. The boss pointed to the pile of big, beautiful ones and said that this one was more expensive, and pointed to the pile of small ones with black spots and said that this one was cheaper.
He doesn't remember the price of the expensive ones, but he still remembers the cheap ones, which were four yuan per pound.
He said he wanted to eat small, sweet ones.
His mother squatted down and picked for a while, and he also squatted down to pick. Halfway through, his mother said that these mangoes were not good.
He thought he was going to buy a big and good one, and he felt very sad about it, but his mother didn't buy it. She took him away.
On the way back, he kept thinking about the bag of half-picked mangoes, and his mother muttered to herself in his ears, saying that mangoes were so expensive at four yuan per pound, and that she could buy eight pieces of dried tofu, enough for two meals for the family.
At that time, he didn't understand that four dollars was an amount worth saving for his family. He just felt very disappointed. It was the first time he mustered up the courage to say that he wanted to eat something, but his mother didn't buy it for him. It turned out that he had lied to his mother when he told her what he wanted to eat.
He never blamed her because life at home was indeed difficult at that time, but he could not forget those small, black mangoes even after so many years.
He pulled the corner of Gu Nan's clothes and whispered, "Sister, I want to eat mango."
It was almost Gu Nan's turn in the queue, and there were still quite a few people lined up behind her. It seemed a bit unfair to leave the queue now, so she said, "Do you remember where the fruit section is? Go get it, I'll wait for you here."
Lin Jingzhe nodded, left the team with his crutches and returned to the fruit area.
In fact, the best time to eat mangoes is in late spring and early summer. The mangoes in midsummer are the last crop, and they are not as big and beautiful as the previous ones, and the price is not as high.
Lin Jingzhe stood in front of the fruit area, just like he did many years ago when he squatted in front of the small stall, picking out the better and more beautiful fruits from the crowd of skinny mangoes.
After picking and weighing, it was Gu Nan's turn to pay when we got back.
She glanced at the mangoes he had picked and asked with a smile, "Do you like eating small Taiwanese mangoes?"
Lin Jingzhe nodded, "Very sweet."
"It's really sweet, but it's hard to peel. After I finally peel it, it's gone." Gu Nan said: "Zhang Ailing hated shad for having too many bones, and I hate mangoes for having pits."
She poked at the small mango and said, "Especially the small Taiwanese mango. It's so small, you can take a bite of the flesh and a bite of the core."
Lin Jingzhe couldn't help laughing, and the obsession that had been weighing on his heart seemed to suddenly disappear.
Many years ago, his mother didn't buy him a mango, but many years later, Gu Nan bought it for him.
She was not surprised that he chose the small and black Xiaotai mango among so many big and beautiful Guifei mangoes and Jinhuang mangoes. She thought he liked it and agreed with him that he hated mangoes with pits.
She never makes malicious assumptions about others, and she respects everyone and every idea as a matter of course.
After paying, she walked out of the supermarket carrying a big bag, and he followed her. The setting sun was warm and bright.
Gu Nan strode forward, carrying the heavy bag, his body leaning to one side.
"Sister." He called her.
Gu Nan looked back, "Hmm?"
Lin Jingzhe stopped and looked at her who was shrouded in the dazzling golden sand. He whispered, "It would be great if I could have met you earlier."
Gu Nan didn't hear clearly, "Did you forget to buy something?"
Lin Jingzhe shook his head, his brown eyes were illuminated by the sunlight and looked as clear as glass, his fox eyes were slightly curved, embedded in that delicate and tender face like petals.
He stood in the sun wearing a white T-shirt, his whole body enveloped in light. He was as beautiful as a newly born bud in a rose garden, fragile but full of hope.
Gu Nan seemed to realize something and walked back, gently shaking his leg with the bag, "What are you talking about to yourself? Tell me quickly, or I'll tell your brother about it."
Lin Jingzhe staggered when she bumped into him, revealing an undisguised smile. His slightly pale face completely relaxed, and the youthful vigor flourished.
"I said, sister, you look like my mother."
Gu Nan was shocked. "Nonsense, I'm not that fierce."
"Ah?" This time it was Lin Jingzhe's turn to be surprised, "My brother even told you this?"
Gu Nan raised his chin proudly and said, "Why didn't your brother tell me?"
Lin Jingzhe became jealous again, but his reason quickly suppressed that jealousy, "My mom is okay, it's just that our family was poor when she was young, so there's nothing she can do."
Gu Nan clicked his tongue twice, "I can tell from the way I hear you that you definitely haven't been beaten as much as your brother."
Lin Jingzhe touched the tip of his nose, feeling a little guilty.
He was indeed the more obedient one when he was young, and his parents favored him more. However, as he grew older, his brother became more honest, and he became more thoughtful.
He thought back to his past days in the village, but found that they seemed so far away. People are probably so mean that after just a few days of good life, they almost forget the past sorrows and pains.
"What did your brother tell you?" he asked.
Gu Nan asked back, "Were you ever punished by being made to kneel when you were a child? Were you ever beaten with a bamboo stick so hard that you couldn't get up?"
Lin Jingzhe shook his head. When he was a child, he followed the rules and at most he would be pinched a few times for making minor mistakes, but he had never been punished to kneel.
But he knew why his brother was beaten so badly that he couldn't get down from the ground. "My brother deliberately threw me into the mountains that time, causing me to get lost. I was not found until midnight."
Gu Nan didn't know there was such a story and was a little surprised. "Really? Why did he throw you into the mountains?"
Lin Jingzhe said hesitantly, "Um...well, I guess so."
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