The old man didn't answer and said with a smile, "girl, if you don't dislike me, you can take it. It's like I invited you. You'll come often in the future."

Other people's kindness, always can't refuse, I nodded, holding the paper bag in my hand, can't help but some hot.

Back in the house, I saw her carrying clothes to the backyard. I couldn't help following her.

I smile, but my heart is sour.

She laughed when she thought so.

Speaking of this, he looked at me and thought again, "you and Shenyan are so beautiful. The baby who gave birth to Xiali must be very beautiful. It must be more lovely than Shenyan when he was a child."

Wait for someone to go, pull me to look forward to a way, "you and Shenyan want to refuel, hurry to have a baby, I don't work now, waiting to take your children."

There are many families living nearby. A young woman comes out to bask in the sun with her baby in her arms. She likes it very much and tries hard to tease the child.

After dinner, she said she wanted to walk in the afternoon and eat, so she took me around the house.

I smile, sat at the table, "rub meal success."

Look at me and say, "together!"

Said, got up and took a pair of chopsticks.

See me Leng for a while, some accidents, it is a pause way, "you pour is a coincidence."

It's not too far. When we get to the yard, Fu Qingyin is just ready to eat.

Hung up the phone, the time is already 12 o'clock, noon, took a car to the southern suburbs.

I nodded and responded with a "MMM!"

He gave a little meal and said, "sister Fen said you didn't drive when you went out. Take a taxi and pay attention to safety."

"I want to see my aunt."

When I look up, I feel that the sky in the capital is beginning to heat up. I raise my hand to block my fingertips and see the mottled leaves through my fingertips.

Fu Shenyan called and said, "lunch together?"

I didn't take a taxi. I just wanted to walk in the sunny place.

After taking the tissue, I nodded and gave him the potato in my hand, smiling, "thank you!"

"Girl, the road of life is so long. No matter what difficulties we encounter, let's stick to it, work hard and endure for a while, then it's all over. Let's start all over again after we finish crying!"

The temperature of memory will burn people, passers-by in the alley to see my tears, moved the heart of compassion, sent me a tissue to comfort.

At that time, grandma would smear the black ash on my nose, smile at me and say, "if we Xiaoshu get married in the future, grandma will bring you dolls and black potatoes."

Sometimes it is baked in the fire. When it's cooked, scrape off the black outer layer with broken tiles to reveal the golden potato meat. It's very fragrant. After dipping it in chili sauce, you always feel that it's the real delicacy in the world.

Huaian's land is suitable for planting. Every spring rain falls, my grandmother will plant one or two mu of corn in the field, turn the soil, sow, fertilize and loosen the soil. Every year before Qingming, I will plant with her, and when I come back, I will dig some fresh potatoes to cook.

Baked bright yellow potatoes, some can not eat, but think of the familiar memory, is childhood.

After bowing down to thank you, he took a paper bag and sat down in the alley. He ate sweet potatoes and corn in no hurry.

See her is to wash clothes by hand, can't help squatting beside her, accompany her to wash together.

She refused several times. Seeing that I didn't respond, she sighed, "these clothes are brands. They all need hand washing or dry cleaning. It's too far to send them to the laundry. I just wash them myself when I'm free."