Peng San Tiao nodded gently. His two thin little hands clung tightly to Zhang Siyu's neck, his gaze dependent, completely unaware that this mother was no longer the same...
Zhang Siyu touched the little guy's skinny face and small frame, feeling a little pity. As thin as a little monkey, the two-year-old child seemed light and weightless in her arms, a bit like An An when she was a child.
"Okay, it's okay..." Zhang Siyu rubbed the little guy's face, carried him out of the room and went outside.
Although she had received the memory, Zhang Siyu was still a little confused when she saw the whole house built with various old and dilapidated materials.
The dim little room was divided into three compartments by several broken doors. Light filtered in through the cracks in the wall and the tattered windows, illuminating the long box in the sleeping compartment, its red paint half peeling off.
This compartment couldn't hold anything except two beds and this long box. The innermost room was a storage room filled with all sorts of things and smells.
The middle compartment is where we usually cook, prepare meals and eat. It contains a few kitchen utensils and a gray table, and the rest are various miscellaneous things.
Zhang Siyu was worried about the hungry little one in her arms, so she hurried to look for food. After searching for a long time, she only found a few pieces of dried kelp, some dried fish, a handful of old sweet potato leaves, and two wilted fish of unknown species, which were quite large...
"Leak~" Peng Sandiao suddenly pointed to a big bag on the ground.
Zhang Siyu followed her finger and noticed the big bag, and remembered that this was the package sent by Cheng Zhenzhu's family today.
Cheng Zhenzhu didn't have time to take it apart.
"Let's see what's inside?" Zhang Siyu put the heavy package on the table and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Compared to Cheng Zhenzhu's family who live thousands of miles away and still care about her all the time even when they have disagreements with her, Cheng Zhenzhu's in-laws are really not a good bunch.
At that time, Cheng Zhenzhu was going to Sanshi Island without saying goodbye. Her mother Zhao Fangrui was so angry that she fell ill. In addition, Cheng Zhenzhu had not mentioned going back for so many years, and did not allow her family to look for her. She even did not tell them where she was. In fact, her family was very angry.
But after Cheng Zhenzhu wrote home, their relationship gradually returned to normal. Her family would send her things every now and then. They'd sent her tickets, cloth, meat, whatever Cheng Zhenzhu needed.
In contrast, Cheng Zhenzhu’s husband, Peng Aiqing, is the second child in the family, just like Cheng Zhenzhu. His relatives are around him, but the treatment they receive is very different.
Peng Aiqing's parents are still alive. His older brother, Peng Aishan, has a son who is older than his brothers. His younger brother, Peng Aihai, has three daughters. All ten members of his family have tacitly distanced themselves from Peng Aiqing's family.
Because they felt it was an ominous sign, when Peng Aiqing died, none of her husband's family members who were on Sanshi Island showed up, and it was other people on the island who helped collect the body.
Such a family is really eye-opening...
Peng Sandiao nestled in Zhang Siyu's arms, watching her unpack the package quietly with tears in his eyes. He was so small, soft and well-behaved.
The package was packed very tightly, like peeling an onion, layer after layer, and it took a lot of effort to get to the last layer.
Zhang Siyu held Xiao San Tiao and peeled back the greasy paper. Two large strips of plump smoked bacon instantly caught their eyes. There were also a few canned fruits and two ten-jin national food coupons wrapped in a small cloth. These items were absolutely rare in that era...
"Gurgle~"
San Tiao lowered his little head, pinched his flat belly, and then his eyes fell on Zhang Siyu.
It wasn't his stomach rumbling.
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