Chapter 1678 (1/2)
Jingyou stares at him, sits down on the stool, and looks around. It's not big, but it's clean. There are two black-and-white photos on the wall of the living room. It looks like a couple of parents. The father in the photo is very young, and the children are very nice, lively and lovely.
As if to see her question, Tang Jiyao answered for her: ”this is my mother's husband and children. They were killed in a mudslide before. Only my mother survived.”
”Then you...”
”You want to ask me how Tang and I got to know each other.” I didn't expect that aunt's action was so quick. She came out with a huge bowl of noodles.
Tang Jiyao hurriedly came forward to help, and the aunt said with a smile, ”thank you, little Tang.”
”You're welcome. We need you to make noodles for us so late. Thank you.”
”So rich.” Jingyou looks at the bowl of fragrant noodles in front of her and is shocked. ”How did you do it in such a short time, aunt? Can you do magic?”
Aunt was immediately amused: ”I can't do magic. I'm the one who sells this braised noodles. These materials will be used in the morning tomorrow, and I'll start stewing in the evening. It's a night's stew with a small fire. It's delicious tomorrow. Come on, quietly. You can taste it quickly. It's delicious or not.”
Quiet nod, immediately ate a mouthful, immediately nod: ”delicious.”
Looking at her satisfied expression, aunt smiled: ”if you come tomorrow morning, you will eat better.”
”It's delicious enough, even better than what I ate when I was a child.” Said quietly and vaguely.
”Slow down, slow down.”
She and Tang Jiyao are enjoying themselves, and aunt is sitting on one side, quietly watching him eat and eat, and watching, her eyes are moist.
Jingyou finds out. She quickly swallows the face in her mouth, takes out a tissue beside it and hands it to her. She can't help laughing and says, ”thank you. I lost my temper.”
”It doesn't matter, aunt, do you think of the child...” Quiet and quiet is only a guess, but this guess is eight to nine.
The aunt did not cover up, nodded: ”yes, you should have 25 this year.”
Quiet quiet nod, she happens to be 25 this year.
”Twenty five, if my poor child is still alive, it will be twenty-five this year, twenty years. Time flies by so fast, twenty years in a flash But if it wasn't for Xiaotang's accident that saved me five years ago, I'm afraid I'm not in the world anymore... ”
When leaving, Jingyou secretly asked Tang Jiyao, ”do you have any money?”
”With you, what's the matter?”
”Lend me five hundred.”
”What do you want five hundred for?”
”Why do you talk so much nonsense? If you don't borrow it, you'll get it back later.”
Tang Jiyao had to take out his wallet and give her five hundred. At last, he found that when he left, Jingyou secretly put it in aunt's pocket.
On the bus, Jingyou sighed with a dignified expression: ”twenty years, my aunt lives alone. It's a very hard life.”
”Life is not bitter, it's psychology.”
Tang Jiyao's words, quiet also deep thought that, the day of the bitter for aunt is nothing, her pain, in the heart, bone marrow.
”In fact, my aunt will treat you as a son.”