On the third day of junior high school, Niu Xiaoqiang went to pay a New Year's visit to Yu Simei again. Yu Simei seemed very happy, made a large table full of good dishes for Niu Xiaoqiang, and specially prepared two bottles of Moutai for Niu Xiaoqiang.

The two sat opposite each other, eating, drinking and chatting happily, the atmosphere was warm and harmonious, and they looked like a young couple.

When Niu Xiaoqiang left Yu Simei's house, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

He originally wanted to go to Wu Ping to pay New Year's greetings after eating, but now he obviously couldn't catch up, so he had to talk about it the next day.

On the morning of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Niu Xiaoqiang had just finished washing, and before he could go out with a gift, there was a knock on the door of his house, and a timid woman's voice came from outside the door: "Xiaoqiang, are you at home?"

Niu Xiaoqiang was very unfamiliar with this voice, and he couldn't hear who it was at all. He put down the gift he had just held in his hand and stepped forward to open the door. When he saw the woman standing in the doorway, his face was full of doubt.

This is a tall and thin woman, the padded jacket on her body is full of holes, patched in some places, and broken in some places so badly that there is no way to patch it, and a lot of cotton wool is exposed.

She wears a pair of army-green trousers on the lower half of her body, which are also very shabby, with patches one after the other.

Looking at her feet again, she was actually wearing a pair of straw sandals. On the morning of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the temperature was very low, and there was a thick layer of frost on the ground outside, and the woman's feet were so white that there was not even a trace of blood. The toes and the palms of both hands were covered with chilblains and swollen.

Although this woman was dressed very shabby, her long hair was braided into two braids, and her face was very clean and neat, which was quite eye-catching.

Niu Xiaoqiang didn't know each other at all, and he didn't remember where he had met each other. He looked at it for a while, and the other party was at a loss, and then he came back to his senses and asked with a puzzled face, "I don't know ...... you?"

The woman who knocked on the door lowered her head and looked extremely embarrassed: "I...... I'm Niu Xiuying......"

"Huh?!You, you, you're Yingzi!"

Niu Xiaoqiang's surprise was not trivial, although he learned from his uncle and grandfather that Yingzi's life was not very good, but he couldn't connect the woman in front of him with the Yingzi in his memory anyway.

Yingzi is very smiling in his memory, and she is a very lively girl. But the woman in front of her had a sad look on her face, and what was even more eye-catching was that there were a little crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, which looked a little old-fashioned.

No one would doubt that she was a peasant woman who was nearly thirty years old, but if she was a girl who was not yet seventeen years old, it would be unbelievable.

Suddenly, Niu Xiaoqiang had a very strange feeling, he felt that his best memories of his childhood exploded, and they were replaced by a deep sense of absurdity.

In less than ten years, no matter how much a person changes, he can always see the shadow of the past. But Yingzi can't find any trace of that year on his body anyway. It was as if she had been completely replaced from her body to her personality, and she had completely become a stranger.

Seeing Niu Xiaoqiang's reaction so big, Niu Xiuying became even more embarrassed and lowered her head. She carried a bamboo basket with a dozen eggs in it, and this was all she had prepared for the New Year's greetings.

Niu Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull Yingzi into the house: "You hurry up and sit down in the house, and I will make a stove for you." ”

Yingzi was a little afraid to sit down, she felt like a clown, she lost all her face, and regretted that she shouldn't have come at all.

Niu Xiaoqiang saw her standing still, reached out and grabbed her bamboo basket and put it on the ground, and then forcibly pressed her on the chair: "Yingzi, do you and I need to be so different?" ”

"En......"

Niu Xiaoqiang cooked the stove very skillfully, and then went to the kitchen to cook a big pot of pork ribs and noodles, filled a bowl and handed it to Yingzi: "You haven't eaten breakfast yet, I haven't eaten either, let's eat together." ”

I don't know if it's because I'm too hungry or because I haven't eaten meat for too long. Yingzi couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva after smelling the pungent pork rib noodles, but she didn't reach out to pick up the rice bowl.

Niu Xiaoqiang sighed, stuffed the rice bowl into her hand, and whispered comfortingly: "Yingzi, you really don't have to be so angry, just treat this place as your own home, I remember when you were a child, you weren't like this." ”

Niu Xiuying heard the three words when she was a child, and then remembered the current situation, the strings in her heart were touched fiercely, and her eyes were red and tears flowed.

Niu Xiaoqiang squatted down and patted her back gently, with a distressed look of comfort: "Don't cry, okay?" I know that you have suffered a lot over the years, but since we have met again, I will definitely not ignore you in the future, and I will definitely take care of you." ”

Yingzi cried even louder when she heard this, she didn't care about the rice bowl in her hand, hugged Niu Xiaoqiang, and cried bitterly: "Why didn't I come to you earlier...... If I had come to you earlier...... I'm not going to be where I am now......"

Niu Xiaoqiang had mixed feelings for a while, although he was splashed with a lot of soup, he didn't care at all, reached out and gently hugged Yingzi's shoulder, and whispered: "It's not too late now, with me, you won't have to suffer in the future." ”

The childhood friendship between the two is something that no one else can experience, and no one feels awkward when they hug each other at this moment.

Yingzi let go of Niu Xiaoqiang after venting, and said embarrassedly: "I'm really sorry, I broke your bowl and splashed your soup......"

Niu Xiaoqiang saw that Yingzi's mood had stabilized, and his mood improved a lot. He grinned: "This is called broken peace, it's not in the way, you wait a while, I'll go and serve you a bowl of pork rib noodles." ”

Yingzi nodded, and took advantage of Niu Xiaoqiang's noodles to get up and clean up the broken rice bowl and spilled noodle soup.

The two sat around the fire, eating noodles and talking, talking about things from their childhood.

Niu Xiaoqiang and Niu Xiuying are full of nostalgia for their childhood, and the more they chat, the more energetic they become, and Yingzi can't help but giggle when they are happy, and they can't see that she was so sad just now.

Under Niu Xiaoqiang's warm greeting, Yingzi ate three bowls of noodles in a row. She put down the dishes and chopsticks a little embarrassed: "I ate too much......"

Niu Xiaoqiang laughed: "That's a lot, my eldest sister eats more than you, we are all rural people, how can we have the strength to work if we don't eat enough?"

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