"Wah!" An'an burst into loud sobs, and Song Qing and his wife exchanged a glance, realizing something was wrong.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Yang quickly stepped forward to pick her up, but An An dodged backward, twisting her body like an eel, refusing to be held and wailing loudly.
Song Qing also quickly came in. An'an, who was standing there crying, suddenly squatted down and buried her face in her knees when she saw the two of them standing in front of her, sobbing.
Lu Yang was at a loss. He tried to hug her, but she kept dodging to the side.
Lu Ronghui carefully reminded them, "Tell An'an that you've gone on a mission."
Lu Yang: "..."
They rushed back and forgot about this. Now that the two of them are coming back together, and Song Qing is more than a day behind the rest of the group, will An An think that the two of them went out to play without her?
An An really thought so. They didn't want her and left her alone at home. She felt a strong sense of betrayal.
After crying for a while, Song Qing was afraid that she would lose her voice from crying, so she quickly and forcibly hugged her.
"I'm sorry, An'an, Mom has been gone for so long, I miss you so much."
"...No, you don't miss me at all!"
Leaving her alone at home!
Song Qing sighed. The child is older now and not so easy to fool.
"Dad is going to find Mom, not on a mission, right?"
She stopped crying at this point, but her face remained expressionless with tears still welling in her eyes, and her cheeks were puffed out.
Song Qing chose to leave the question to her father to answer.
Lu Yang: "..."
Why didn't you take me with you?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she started crying again. Lu Yang pressed his temples and stood aside, not daring to say a word, as if he had done something wrong.
Lu Ronghui was afraid she would laugh, so she quickly hid in the kitchen. Later, Song Qing sat under the tree and held her in her arms for a long time to comfort her before she sullenly buried her head on Song Qing's shoulder.
"I'm sorry, Dad just ran into Mom on the way, so we came back together. It wasn't on purpose that we didn't take you with us."
She took a deep breath but remained silent.
Song Qing used every coaxing phrase she knew in her life to make her happy, and felt goosebumps all over her body. Finally, she made her happy.
"Alright then, don't do it again next time."
"Have you missed your mother?"
Song Qing buried her head in her neck, took a deep breath of her daughter's scent, and relaxed completely.
This is the first time we've been apart for so long, and I really miss her.
His breath sprayed onto An'an's neck, and after taking a few deep breaths, her neck felt itchy, which made her laugh.
"Mom Itches"
The mother and daughter finally reconciled and sat under the tree, hugging each other. Lu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, went to the car to get all the things, and took Zhao Qin and the others back.
He looked at the things his mother-in-law and his two aunts, An'an, had given him in the car, and after thinking for a moment, he secretly put them in the cupboard so she wouldn't see them.
The weather is getting a bit chilly now. They noticed the temperature changes more and more as they traveled back; people in the south are still wearing short sleeves.
"Mom brought a lot of fabric this time. Shall we make you an autumn dress?"
In terms of loving beauty, An'an took after her mother; she would immediately smile upon hearing about a new dress.
Song Qing put her down on the ground, got up to get the package, and picked out a fabric that suited An An very well. It was a novel and fashionable red houndstooth pattern that she had only seen in newspapers before. It was said to be a style that came from Hong Kong and abroad.
It was only when she stood up that An'an noticed something was wrong with her mother's legs.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
The tears she had just stopped were about to fall again, so Song Qing sighed and quickly explained to her.
"It's nothing, it's nothing. Mom accidentally cut her leg on the machine. It's just a small cut, it'll be fine in a few days."
"Really?" Her voice was still trembling with tears.
"Really, when has Mom ever lied to you?" Fortunately, she has recovered quite a bit over this period of time.
Later, when his wife was tidying up in the main room, An'an ran out chasing the kitten. Lu Yang tried to hug her, but she put her hands behind her back and still wouldn't let him.
"..."
So it turns out he only forgave his mother, but not his father.
How can someone so small have such a big temper and such a good memory?
"Where did the pork come from?"
Lu Yang cooked dinner. Aunt Tian gave us pork jerky stewed with potatoes, stir-fried a green pepper and egg, and also made an egg drop soup.
An'an immediately started chattering and explaining to her mother.
"My third aunt took me up the mountain, and we hunted a wild boar. We secretly brought it back to dry." An'an beamed as she talked about it; it was her proudest achievement.
If her father hadn't told her not to tell anyone else, she would have told the other kids in the family compound long ago.
"Wild boar?"
"That day, Aunt Tian and Uncle Liu took us up the mountain, and a wild boar happened to fall into a trap."
"There should be plenty of game in the mountains, and there will be winter hunting teams when winter comes."
This was something I planned when I first arrived. Once we started forming the winter hunting team, we would definitely buy some meat from the village and store it.
She now has a salary, and she's not going back to Xin'an this year; she'll just have a prosperous New Year here.
After taking a bath in the evening, An'an sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), waiting for her mother to tell her a story.
Lu Yang was fetching water for her. Song Qing stood at the shower door with clothes in her hand, looking out at the backyard. There were many things planted in the backyard, and the little tree was still thin and weak.
"It's autumn now, and we probably won't be able to plant any more vegetables after this harvest. We need to start storing vegetables for winter, instead of just buying potatoes from the market like when we first arrived."
Looking at the house, she suddenly felt a great sense of accomplishment. The messy backyard was now neat and tidy, and the house had several hens that laid enough eggs for her family to eat.
The house is now full of life. When they first arrived, they never imagined that this messy old courtyard would become what it is today.
"It's getting cold, especially after it snows, the hens won't lay eggs as much. Let's stew one and eat it."
She kept talking and talking while holding the clothes, and Lu Yang kept nodding.
"We said we would have extra tiles to cover the whole area, but almost a year has passed and we still haven't found any."
"Let's wait a little longer. Once it gets cold and the public bathhouse reopens, we won't have to go to the back to bathe anymore."
The couple chatted back and forth until Lu Yang poured the water and stood at the door, smiling at her.
Can one person manage?
During the time she was taken care of, Lu Yang was the one who bathed her. Song Qing glared at him and waved him away.
"Go back and comfort your daughter. She hasn't given you a kind look all day."
Lu Yang sighed and went back into the house. An'an was sitting on the kang playing with candy wrappers. When she saw her father come back, she turned her face to the side.
He only left her with a huffy profile.
She wasn't actually angry anymore, but she was doing it on purpose.
Lu Yang cleared his throat and took out a few trinkets from his bag, which he had bought along the way.
A very delicate bamboo dragonfly, a red roly-poly toy painted with oil paint, and a small, very delicate box.
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