C1678 (1/2)
Jingyou glared at him, sat down on the stool, and looked around. The aunt's house was not big, but it was cleaned up. There were two black and white photos hanging on the wall of the living room, one big and one small. They looked like a pair of parents. Moreover, the father in the picture was very young, and the child was also very good, lively and lovely.
As if to see her doubts, Tang Jiyao answered her doubts: ”this is the husband and child of the aunt. They were killed in a mud rock flow accident before, only the aunt survived.”
”Then you...”
”You want to ask me how I met Xiao Tang.” I didn't expect that my aunt was so quick that she came out with a huge bowl of noodles.
Tang Jiyao rushed to help. His aunt said with a smile, ”thank you, Xiao Tang.”
”You're welcome. We want to thank you for making noodles for us so late.”
”So rich.” Jingyou looked at the bowl of noodles with aroma overflowing in front of her. She was shocked, ”how did you do it in such a short time? Can you do magic?”
My aunt was immediately amused and said, ”I can't do magic. I'm the one who sells this noodles with soy sauce. These materials will be used early in the morning, and I'll start to stew them in the evening. It's good to stew in a small fire for one night. Come on, be quiet. Try it quickly. Is it delicious or not. ”
Jingyou nodded, immediately took a bite, and immediately nodded:” delicious. ”
The aunt looked at her satisfied expression and laughed: ”if you come tomorrow morning, you will eat better.”
”It's delicious enough. It's even better than what I had when I was a child.” Quiet you vague said.
”Slow down, eat slowly.”
She and Tang Jiyao ate with each other. Her mother sat on one side and quietly watched him eat. Her eyes were moist.
Quiet you found, quickly swallow the face in the mouth, took a tissue next to her and handed it to her, the aunt couldn't help laughing: ”thank you, I lost my temper.”
”It doesn't matter, auntie, do you think of the child...” Jingyou is just a guess, but this guess is not far from ten.
Aunt also did not hide, nodded: ”yes, you should have 25 this year.”
Jingyou nods. She is twenty-five this year.
”Twenty five, if my poor child is still alive, it will be twenty-five years this year. It's twenty years. How time flies, twenty years in a twinkling of an eye But five years ago, if Xiao Tang hadn't saved me by accident, I would have been out of this world... ”
When he left, Jingyou secretly asked Tang Jiyao, ”have you brought any money?”
”Yes, what's the matter?”
”Lend me five hundred.”
”What do you want five hundred for?”
”Why do you talk so much nonsense? I'll pay you back if you borrow it or not.”
Tang Jiyao had to take out his wallet and take 500 from it to her. At last, he found that Jingyou had secretly put it in her aunt's pocket when he left.
On the car, quiet you some expression dignified sigh tone: ”twenty years ah, my aunt lives alone, life is very hard.”
”It's not hard, it's psychology.”
Tang Jiyao's words, Jingyou also deeply believe that, the days of hardship for aunt is nothing at all, her pain, in the heart, to the bone marrow.
”In fact, my aunt thinks of you as her son.”