In general, Mrs. Fang's life was too miserable.
Lu Zhiye walked out of Xiaoliu Village under the moonlight. This time he did not drive back, but turned around and went into the mountains.
There was a heavy snow some time ago, and all the roads in the mountains were covered.
But what is strange is that the road from Xiaoliu Village to Dahe Village seems to have been waded out by someone.
The whole mountain looks particularly bright under the reflection of the white snow.
The north wind blew on the treetops, making a rustling sound, as if it was the low murmur and lament of an old man.
The old lady who walked with a limp walked this road countless times without anyone knowing.
When he returned home, Lu Zhiye's shoulders were covered with snow.
Wen Sihe was still sewing clothes under the lamp. When she heard the noise, she quickly opened the door.
She reached out and patted Lu Zhiye on the shoulder twice: "Is it snowing?"
“No, I was walking in the mountains, and I guess it was snow blown down by the wind.
Is mom okay?"
Wen Sihe's slender eyebrows twisted into a ball: "She went back to the house after delivering the package to us in the afternoon.
I called my mother to eat in the evening, but she didn't come out.
I asked Xiao An to bring it in for her......"
For Yan Wenqing, the only old friend left by her side is Old Lady Fang.
Now that Old Mrs. Fang is gone, it seems as if the stories of the past have also ceased to be remembered.
Lu Zhiye sighed and patted himself clean: "I'll go over there and take a look!"
Wen Sihe originally wanted to say that Yan Wenqing might have fallen asleep, but before she could say anything, Lu Zhiye walked to another yard.
There was a kerosene lamp on in the small room.
Lu Zhiye felt a little sad and walked over quickly.
When Yan Wenqing heard the noise, she quickly wiped away her tears.
"Is that you, Ono? I'm already asleep!"
I thought that if I said this, Lu Zhiye would not come in.
But no one could find him, so the door was locked and Lu Zhiye climbed in through the window.
Seeing him being like a naughty monkey, Yan Wenqing suppressed the sadness in his heart a little.
"Why did you come here suddenly?"
"Mom, as you said, I have already delivered the things to Grandma Fang's son.
I came back along the mountain road, and the snow on the road was almost compacted.
There must have been people coming and going in the past few days, so Grandma Fang’s son should have been here.
This way, she can rest assured!"
When Yan Wenqing heard this, his tense heart completely relaxed.
"Okay, I understand. Go back and have some rest. It's so cold, go to bed."
Lu Zhiye took out a small envelope from his arms: "Mom, I found this in Grandma Fang's package.
I plan to take them to the photo studio in the county town in a couple of days to have a few more developed."
Yan Wenqing took the envelope, looked at the contents carefully, and the tears that he had just held back fell again.
Inside are photos of Grandma Fang with them, as well as individual photos.
All the things in their hands were burned in the fire when they had a quarrel.
I didn't expect that Mrs. Fang still kept it......
Yan Wenqing waved his hand to send Lu Zhiye away, looking at the six or seven photos with a smile on his lips.
The next morning, Wen Sihe got up early, cooked some corn porridge, and took some sauerkraut from the pickle jar.
I beat two eggs and fry them together, then called a few people to get up and eat.
I thought that since Lu Zhiye had gone next door yesterday, Yan Wenqing should feel better.
Unexpectedly, Wen Sihe shouted for a long time but no one responded.
There was no other way, Wen Sihe could only wake up Lu Zhiye and call for help.
When Lu Zhiye opened the door, he saw Yan Wenqing's face flushed and he was mumbling something.
Wen Sihe was startled and quickly reached out to touch Yan Wenqing's forehead.
"Why is the fever so severe?"
Lu Zhiye got some spiritual spring water from the space and fed it to Yan Wenqing: "Grandma Fang just left, and our mother had a deep relationship with her.
You take the children to eat first, I will keep watch."
It is actually a good thing for Yan Wenqing to have a serious illness now that a loved one has passed away. Otherwise, the emotions that have been pent up in his heart would be difficult to recover from.
The Chinese New Year was approaching in the blink of an eye, and Captain Lu was worried that Lu Zhiye was too young to understand these customs.
He came over in a hurry to make arrangements: "You and Old Lady Fang have become godparents. This year is the first year since her death, so you can't put up couplets at home."
Today's couplets are not as fancy as those in later generations.
Instead, the villagers took red paper to the brigade headquarters and asked Secretary He, who was good at calligraphy, to help write the couplets.
Lu Zhiye nodded: "I know, Captain, we will take my mother to Beijing after the New Year this year.
Please help me get a letter of introduction when the time comes. By the way, can you also ask when Lu Yong and the others are leaving?
I arranged for someone to buy train tickets together, it’s better to go early than late.
There must be a lot of people returning to the city at that time......"
Captain Lu nodded repeatedly: "You are right, I will go ask Lu Yong later."
Captain Lu put his hands behind his back and walked hurriedly into the village.
Looking at the muddy path, he always felt that he had forgotten something.
When they arrived at the brigade headquarters, Secretary He, who had just put away his brush, jumped up in one step.
"How is it? Have you asked Ono?"
"Um?"
Captain Lu asked back subconsciously!
"Oh, it's about the land reform. We read about it in the newspaper some time ago."
Captain Lu slapped his forehead and said, "Look, I forgot about this!!!"
As he spoke, he walked out quickly like an ant on hot pot.
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