It seemed as if everyone in the entire village was particularly tolerant of me. Even though I remarried from the Zhang family to the Pei family, the elders of the Zhang family were still kind and friendly to me.
"Pingping, do you understand now? This is the love between family members. If someone points a gun at our village, at any of them, and you are powerless and can only watch them fall to the ground one by one, would you feel bad?"
Am I upset? How could I not be upset? Whenever I think of that scene, I want to borrow a machine gun from the army and shoot all those who bully our fellow villagers.
After saying so much, I suddenly realized that this is what Ruan Niannian meant by "irrationality".
We do need to stay rational at all times, but true feelings cannot be completely rational.
When the ones we love are in danger, we will choose to rush to their side regardless of our own safety.
Many things have nothing to do with love. Perhaps after so many years, there is no longer love between Pei Qingshan and I, but he still cares about me and I still care about him.
This feeling may be the friendship developed from working together, or it may be the kinship from the time we first met to this moment. In short, there is still a bond between us that makes us risk our lives for each other.
When I came back from a walk outside and walked to the door of my house, I smelled a fragrance coming from the kitchen.
"Why did you let the children cook again?" I looked at Pei Qingshan in a reproachful manner, "It won't be a big deal if we eat later. At most, we can cook after our walk."
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw my eldest son coming out of the kitchen holding a large bowl. "Mom, come in and sit down. This is the longevity noodles that my sister taught me to make. Come and try it and see how it tastes."
"Longevity noodles? Whose birthday is today?" I went through everyone's birthdays in my mind.
Grandpa's? No, that's not right, his birthday just passed not long ago; Pei Qingshan's? No, his birthday is near the end of the year; eldest son's? His birthday is in the first half of the year; Nannan's birthday is still a month away, I promised to buy her a red hairband.
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