half-baked life

Three hours later, Jiang He stood outside his house quietly carrying a bag and flowers.

She secretly opened the entrance door and sneaked her head in. After looking around for a week, she was happy to find that Jiang Xiaoping and Liang Xiujing were both in the bathroom!

Jiang He breathed a sigh of relief and trotted into her room. After carefully hiding the bag and flowers, he suddenly wanted to play a prank and scare her mother and grandma.

"...I have never told you, right? When He'er was little, I thought about giving her away."

Jiang He's hand almost touched the bathroom door handle, but suddenly he heard Liang Xiujing sigh and say this.

Even through the door panel, Jiang He could still clearly hear Liang Xiujing's relief. It was the sudden relief that the secret that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time was finally revealed.

"Is it a prank?" This idea popped into Jiang He's mind instantly, regardless of the obstruction of reason, "How can it be such a coincidence?"

Liang Xiujing's next words made Jiang He's self-deception even more ridiculous.

"Especially when He'er was three or four years old, it was fine during the day and he was too busy to take care of anything. But it was different at night. I was lying in bed, my mind was in a jumble, and I couldn't sleep at all, so I borrowed The moonlight outside stared at He'er, looking at it again and again, and the more I looked at it, the more I hated it, and I thought, if it weren't for her, you wouldn't have suffered so much and suffered so much. , it’s all her fault!”

Liang Xiujing paused for a moment, and then the sound of gurgling water sounded, mixed with the sound of big lumps of foam hitting the ground. "At that time, there happened to be a family with the same surname. The couple had not had children for several years, so they asked me if I could Adopt He'er, I... agreed."

Liang Xiujing's words were like a very thin and long steel needle, which had already penetrated her ear before Jiang He could react.

An invisible hand grasped the steel needle and vigorously poked and stirred Jiang He's brain. Sharp and piercing high-frequency chirps filled Jiang He's body. Her teeth gritted loudly to prevent them from sharpening too. Shout out.

Jiang He vaguely heard the breathing of a drowning person, short and rapid. It took her a while to realize that it was her own breathing.

Worried that her grandma or Jiang Xiaoping would hear her, she quickly took two steps back, but as if she had suffered from hypoglycemia, a strong dizziness hit her. She quickly grabbed the edge of the table to prevent herself from sitting on the ground.

"Calm down Jiang He! You already knew that, didn't you?"

She reminded herself loudly in her mind.

After a long time, Jiang He raised his hands to cover his face with difficulty and laughed to himself.

Yes, she had known it for a long time, and now it was just confirmed by her grandma herself. What was there to collapse about?

Children are the most sensitive. The malice and disgust that adults think they can hide perfectly are as conspicuous to children as thick black shadows under the bright sun.

Of course, the little Jiang He also discovered from Liang Xiujing's occasional cold glances, or the uncontrollable emotions in her words, those sharp edges that could cut her flesh.

Most of the time, they can be ignored, like tiny gravels mixed into fragrant rice that have not been washed out.

But when they happen to be ground by molars, the harsh and even shuddering sound will be transmitted from the teeth to the brain, making every subsequent chewing become trembling.

However, those gravels are so small that they cannot be completely separated from the soft and warm daily life.

The little Jiang He had no choice but to swallow them whole. Even if his throat and intestines were cut and he tasted the sweet and fishy taste, he pretended that nothing happened.

Jiang He has a very good memory. She can remember everything that happened when she was very young. She even has some impressions of the couple named Qi. They look very similar. They are white and fat, not tall, and look like two people just now. Baked steamed buns.

For a while, they visited Jiang He every now and then, and every time they came back, they would bring sweet nougat and fragrant rice sticks.

Jiang He inexplicably disliked these two people, because whenever they came, his grandma would not be there.

Thinking about it now, Liang Xiujing should have created opportunities for them to be alone, so that the couple could develop some relationship with Jiang He.

Even if Jiang He looks back on the past now, he can't remember what was going on in his little mind at that time.

She only remembered that she completely ignored the couple's various attempts to please her, stubbornly carrying her little horse and sitting outside the gate, eagerly waiting for her grandma to come home.

Even if the nougat with its wrapper peeled off was brought to his mouth by a woman, Jiang He would not open his mouth.

"...Isn't this girl a little stupid?" Jiang He remembered that the couple discussed this issue in a low voice more than once.

It was probably because of her "silliness" that she was not taken away by the couple in the end.

Jiang He couldn't stand any longer in the room. She walked out in despair and stood in the corridor in a daze.

She turned around and looked at the closed entrance door. It was a hot day, but Jiang He felt cold. A sudden shiver ran over her body, and her stomach twitched and spasmed.

Jiang He hunched over in embarrassment, holding on to the wall and retching, but she vomited for a long time, but nothing came out.

"Don't tell He'er about this. If she knew, she would hate me to death!"

Liang Xiujing, who was wearing pajamas and sitting on a non-slip chair by the bathtub, massaged Jiang Xiaoping's scalp and whispered to her, not knowing that Jiang He had already heard what she just said.

All in all, Jiang Xiaoping hasn't gone to the barber shop to get her hair dyed in almost two months, and her gray hair roots are extremely glaring.

Liang Xiujing had long been accustomed to Jiang Xiaoping being more fashionable than Jiang He all day long. Now that she saw the signs of her daughter's aging with her own eyes, she was naturally distressed and her movements became gentler.

"Don't tell me nonsense just to persuade me. When Jiang He was little, you doted on her so much that you held her in your hands for fear of falling off and held her in your mouth for fear of melting. Why did you give her away? Don't be ridiculous!"

Jiang Xiaoping, who was lying in the bathtub with red eyes, replied angrily.

Jiang Xiaoping's mood swings during this period were not normal. When she called Jiang He in the afternoon, she was in a good mood. However, as soon as the sun went down, something went wrong with her.

She felt that as a mother, she was really incompetent. When her daughter encountered difficulties and was bullied, she couldn't help her at all and was holding her back.

The more Jiang Xiaoping thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. Those old things were like garbage buried in the mud at the bottom of the sea, being pushed to the shore one by one by the waves of emotions.

When she was taking a bath, she curled up in the bathtub and tried to suppress her sobs, but Liang Xiujing still discovered her.

"Why are people over 50 still crying secretly like children?"

Liang Xiujing handed the hot towel to Jiang Xiaoping and teased with a smile. "I just feel that I... I'm sorry for He'er." Jiang Xiaoping arched her waist and buried her face in the hot towel. Her thin shoulders trembled with her rapid breathing, "I... I didn't do this well as a mother. .”

When Liang Xiujing said that her grandma was worthless, Jiang Xiaoping thought she was talking nonsense, let alone sending Jiang He away.

"I didn't lie to you... What's there to lie about? Is this a glorious thing? Thinking about it now, I'm so confused that I don't have the guts to fight for that bastard named Zhao, and I don't have the ability to protect you. Zhou Quan only dares to bully He'er who is only a little bigger."

Liang Xiujing felt guilty every time she thought about these past events. She felt like she was possessed by an evil spirit at that time. Fortunately, she was not so confused. When the couple named Qi actually decided to adopt Jiang He, she changed her mind.

"I won't give it away! I'll raise it myself!"

Liang Xiujing still remembered that when she said this, Jiang He was leaning on the window with his feet up and looking into the room. When she found herself looking at her, she immediately bent her eyes and laughed, calling her "Grandma"!

"...I'm so regretful that my intestines are turning blue. I want to apologize to He'er, but I can't pull off this old face, and I'm afraid of scaring her...Grandma? What kind of bullshit grandma? Who's grandma? I am willing to give my granddaughter away! I have been unable to overcome this hurdle in my heart for many years. I feel ashamed when I look at He'er, so I can only do my best to pamper her and spoil her. I want stars but can't bear to give her the moon..."

Liang Xiujing's voice became lower and lower, and her head slowly dropped, as if her neck could not support the weight of her head.

She faced Jiang Xiaoping's disbelieving look and wiped away the tears on her face, "I told you, neither of us is good."

Jiang He walked out of the building gate with empty steps, as if he was sleepwalking, and like a lonely ghost with no roots and no foundation. He didn't know where he was going.

"...Jiang He? Why are you down here? What did you leave behind that you didn't buy? Will I accompany you?"

After Jiang He "floated" for a while, she heard Gu Xia's voice. She followed the sound slowly and found that Gu Xia was squatting under a street lamp not far away, feeding the ginger kitten.

Gu Xia walked toward her with Jiang Mao in her arms. Jiang He looked at him and realized that Gu Xia was completely different from him.

He is obviously the kind of person who has been surrounded and nourished by overflowing love since he was a child. Naturally, he will never be stingy in giving his love. He is the opposite of a guy like her who is calculating and pursuing rewards.

"...Can I go to your house?" Jiang He asked abruptly.

"My house? You want to eat skewers again, right?" Gu Xia obviously misunderstood Jiang He, "Okay, let's go now? Do you want to call Xiaoping..."

"I meant to go to your house, not your parents' house."

Jiang He rudely interrupted Gu Xia's arrangement of talking to himself. She noticed Gu Xia's momentary surprise and immediately slowed down her tone, "If it's inconvenient, even if..."

“Convenient, extremely convenient.”

Gu Xia agreed immediately. In his opinion, Jiang He's initiative to go to his house was a huge improvement in their relationship.

You know, before this, Jiang He had no intention or plan to understand and participate in his life. Even meeting his parents was a pure coincidence.

"My house is a little messy, don't mind it."

Before Gu Xia opened the door, he couldn't help but remind Jiang He one more time. Gu Xia had said this at least seven or eight times along the way. Jiang He glanced at him and said, "If you are so nervous, I will think your home is a garbage dump. "

"That's not the case."

In order to hide her shyness, Gu Xia smiled and scratched her hair twice, but finally pushed the door open.

"...You can sit wherever you like." The first thing Gu Xia did when he entered the room was to collect the clothes that were randomly draped on the chairs, and then started to sort out the blankets and pillows thrown on the carpet.

Jiang He wandered around his house leisurely. Gu Xia lived in a duplex on the top floor. The total area was at least more than 300 square meters. Living alone was not an ordinary luxury.

Jiang He just glanced twice and realized that Gu Xia had just moved here not long ago, and many things had not been added yet. There was not even a sofa in the living room.

Compared to the familiar Jiang He, Gu Xia, as the owner, was obviously at a loss after simply cleaning up the living room. He was like an ant on a hot pot, walking back and forth for several times in a meaningless manner.

"You...do you want something to drink? I have..."

Gu Xia's overheated CPU finally came up with a fairly normal topic, and he immediately opened the refrigerator. The problem was that his refrigerator was filled with all kinds of sugar-free drinks that fitness people love, and there was not one bottle that Jiang He liked.

Gu Xia was still thinking about ordering takeout, but Jiang He suddenly hugged his waist from behind, and his fingertips traced his abdominal muscles in an unusually ambiguous way.

"..." Gu Xia's body froze for a moment. He turned around slowly and made sure that he didn't mean anything wrong, then he hugged Jiang He and started to kiss him gently.

However, Jiang He's purpose was obviously more direct and straightforward. He grabbed the hem of Gu Xia's T-shirt and tried to help him take it off. As soon as he took it off halfway, Gu Xia grabbed his wrist.

"Can't you?" Jiang He reacted immediately. She let go of Gu Xia and took half a step back calmly, "I thought...I'm sorry, it's me...woo!"

Before she could finish her words, Gu Xia hugged her waist and carried her to the island next to her.

Gu Xia held her face with both hands, tilted her head slightly, and kissed her back hard. The warm breath lingered between their mouths and noses, and the tips of their sweaty noses gently rubbed the skin on each other's cheeks, arousing if A small, seemingly invisible electric current spread between the limbs and bones of the two people.

"Are you sure? I always feel that you are...not in a good state today." Gu Xia's voice was low and hoarse, and he slowly kissed Jiang He's chin and neck.

Even though his desire was overflowing, he was still keenly aware of Jiang He's abnormality.

"Do you need me to write you a letter of guarantee?"

Jiang He directly ignored the second half of Gu Xia's words. She raised her hand and circled Gu Xia's neck. Her fingertips circled his bulging cervical vertebrae, but her eyes were downwards, pointing. Falling somewhere, "Or are you saying...that you can't do it?"

"...I'm going to take a shower and I'll be back soon."

Gu Xia, whose ears suddenly turned red, bit Jiang He's lower lip angrily, leaving a row of faint tooth marks, and rushed into the bathroom quickly.

Jiang He, who had a faint blush on her cheeks, lowered her head slightly. She silently counted from 1 to 10, then jumped off the island table lightly, went straight to the bathroom door, raised her hand and knocked on the door twice.