Back To Eighty

Lu Huai'an was thinking about whether to give Shen Ruyun a full skirt when someone patted her on the shoulder.

"what?"

Looking back, Uncle Qian looked at him and said, "Want your daughter-in-law to go? So fascinated."

Don't say it, it's true.

Lu Huai'an was a little embarrassed, and looked around: "Arrived?"

"Well, it's just a corner here!" Uncle Qian strode forward with fast pace.

The road is clean, there are no weeds at all, and the roots are basically cut.

Shen Maoshi looked happy and couldn't help sighing: "These people are really diligent, and the road is really clean."

Not really.

Such a long road, one can see the end at a glance.

When I turned a corner, the road was narrow. It was shaded all the year round, and the mud on the ground wasn't dry yet, so it wasn't easy to walk.

But Uncle Qian, who was in a hurry, didn't care about that much, and walked quickly with his things.

Lu Huai'an didn't like the mud full of shoes. After walking too much, the shoes were too heavy to lift.

He wasn't in such a hurry, he simply picked a place to do a little more work.

"Guoguo!" Uncle Qian shouted loudly, almost overflowing with joy.

It's a pity that Lu Huai'an and several others went into the Hetang, but no one came out.

The door was closed tightly, and there was no movement at all.

"Not at home? It shouldn't be, it's a holiday today."

Uncle Qian handed the thing to Shen Maoshi to hold, and went to the window to see it himself.

The door to the main room was closed tightly, and the backyard was silent.

Really no one?

Uncle Qian frowned and lit a cigarette: "It's the festival today, where can they go?"

Although the Lantern Festival will not be as lively as the Chinese New Year, it is also a day of reunion, and people have to gather around the house to eat the Lantern Festival.

"Did you go to a relative's house?" Lu Huai'an narrowed his eyes and stared at a mark on the door frame.

Just as he was worried, Sun Hua, who couldn't be idle, looked at an egg in the backyard, and went in directly through the fence: "Hey! There are eggs!"

Lu Huai'an had a headache, and shouted, "Master is not at home, don't go in, you will be beaten to death when others think you are a thief!"

Before he finished speaking, a young voice sounded: "Hey! Hit!"

When he hit him with a stick, Sun Hua ran as fast as the thief and avoided it.

But the force was unbearable, and he hit the ground hard, splashing a piece of chicken shit.

"This is……"

At the end of the stick is a unkempt child.

She was wearing a muddy padded jacket that couldn't be seen in its original color. In such a cold day, she didn't wear any shoes or socks, so she went barefoot.

Her hair was oiled into strands and drooped on top of her head.

Can't see male or female.

Lu Huai'an was a little skeptical, recalling the adjectives Uncle Qian said before: cute, smart, beautiful, well-behaved, fragrant, red...

This, doesn't seem to have a side?

Oh no, her face was still quite red, her frozen cheeks were flushed, and she had two cracks.

Uncle Qian's legs softened, and he almost threw himself at him. His heart was so painful that his voice trembled: "Guo... Guoguo?"

Not caring about anything else, he also turned in through the fence, staring at her up and down carefully, unable to believe his eyes.

The child's dirty face, only his eyes are still agile, he tilted his head, and said crisply, "Uncle, who are you?"

"No, it's not an uncle, how could it be an uncle..."

The boy didn't cry easily, but he didn't reach the sad part.

Uncle Qian's knees softened, and he almost knelt in front of her, distraught: "Guo Guo, I'm dad, I'm your dad..."

Taking off his hat, he rubbed his face: "Look, it's Dad!"

"Dad..." Guoguo was even more strange: "Isn't Daddy only available in summer?"

"Cough." Lu Huaian kicked Shen Maoshi, shook his head, and asked him to follow him away, so as not to disturb the father and daughter reminiscing.

Uncle Qian also definitely doesn't want people to see it.

He smoked two cigarettes before Uncle Qian pulled Guoguo over.

Obviously she had cried, and there were two clear marks on Guoguo's face.

"Come on, call me uncle."

Guoguo shrank behind him, looked at Lu Huaian timidly, and said nothing.

"It's alright, it's normal for a child to recognize birth." Lu Huai'an glanced at it, and took out the shoes from the bag that Shen Maoshi was carrying: "Wash her feet first and put on the shoes."

Her little foot was also cracked, and her toes were curled up when she stepped on the ice on the muddy ground.

Uncle Qian's eyes were red, and he was probably in a trance from crying, but he forgot about it.

Seeing that he was going to wear it directly for her, Shen Maoshi stopped him: "Get some hot water to wash it, where's the key?"

"No, I don't have a key." Uncle Qian gritted his teeth and said word by word, "They, they kept her in a chicken coop."

How big is this...

Shen Maoshi has younger brothers and sisters at home, and his eyes are red with heartache: "Then what should we do?"

"Nothing." Lu Huai'an smiled mockingly, stepped forward, and kicked the kitchen door open: "It's all like this, why are you being polite to them?"

Boil water to boil water, cook to cook.

No one thought of saving firewood for others, no matter what, let Guoguo be served first.

After boiling the water, I gave Guoguo a bath first, and after washing several buckets, the water was barely clear.

Lu Huai'an turned around in the room, but found a red cotton-padded jacket that was fairly neat, but it was a little bigger.

Her hair was dried by the fire, and Uncle Qian wiped her away while wiping away her tears.

It hurts!

There was hardly anyone talking in the room, only the crackling of the firewood.

Shen Maoshi waited for him to tie up Guoguo's hair before serving the dish: "Let's eat first."

Guoguo came to the table first and picked up the bowl without saying a word.

"Uh, this... don't mind..." Uncle Qian was still a little embarrassed.

In the end, I saw Guoguo carrying an empty bowl~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and went straight to the back.

Lu Huai'an and Uncle Qian looked at each other and followed suspiciously.

Next to the chicken coop, Guoguo squatted down, looking at the pot in front of her with bright eyes, very happy: "Have you eaten yet? Hurry up!"

"..." Uncle Qian took a deep breath and leaned against the wall: "Huai'an, please do something."

He never said such serious words, Lu Huai'an said decisively, "Uncle Qian, we don't ask for anything, just say it directly."

Uncle Qian bent down and hugged Guoguo hard: "I want to take her away!"

Although they were here to stock up, although it was really inconvenient to bring her, Lu Huai'an didn't even think about it: "Okay."

For a meal, except Guoguo, no one has any appetite.

After all, looking at such an older child, she only dared to eat the dishes in her bowl, and she didn't even dare to look at the bowl, and she looked like she was devouring it, and no one could eat.

Afraid that she would eat too much all of a sudden, Lu Huai'an stared at her as she took a bowl full of rice and stopped him: "Let's do this first."

Before Uncle Qian could say anything, Guoguo quickly put down the bowl and jumped off the chair.

Picking up the sickle from the chicken coop, she carried a small bamboo basket and went out the door.

Lu Huai'an and Uncle Qian looked at each other, didn't say anything, and followed her.

From the muddy road in front of the door to the main road, sweep over and over again, and then turn to the field stem.

Little by little, cut the weeds down by the roots.

The weather is still cold, and there is no greenery at all.

She didn't take it to heart, she just completed the task and cut it bit by bit.

Probably because she was full and warm, she was in a good mood and sang while cutting.

"Little cabbage, yellow in the ground..."

"Three or two years old, without a mother..."