Road to Rebirth

Chapter 3 Warmth
"Sister, I'm back."

With a crisp cry, Gu Xiaojie rushed in sweaty and muddy, and threw himself into Gu Xiaoqing's arms, his face was so dark that he couldn't tell what he looked like.

The whole thing is a cat face.

Gu Xiaoqing's heart softened, and while yelling, she still hugged Gu Xiaojie's soft body tightly. At this time, her five-year-old brother was still a lively, playful, naughty little boy, and hadn't turned into the skinny sick man tortured by the disease. seedlings.

Scooped a ladle of water from the hot basin on the stove, and poured it into the washbasin, my own iron basin with almost too many holes patched.

Add some cold water.

"You naughty ghost, why are you only coming back now, be careful if our dad sees you and beats you up."

While gently washing Gu Xiaojie's hands and face, when Gu Xiaojie's face looked white and looked like a human being, the basin of water was also black as if it had been washed with briquettes.

Gu Xiaojie was not afraid of his father, stuck out his tongue, and said mischievously: "Our father would not hit me, if he wanted to hit me, it would be our grandma. Then I am not afraid."

Then he obediently sat in front of the stove, smelling the aroma wafting from the cauldron, took two breaths, and resigned himself to adding firewood.

"You, stay away when you see my grandma. Last time I broke my leg because I chased and beat you, my grandma didn't like you. Don't go up and look uncomfortable." Gu Xiaoqing lifted the lid of the pot , Take out the black-faced steamed buns out of the pan, put them on the grate to dry, and you can eat them when your parents come back.

Pour out the hot water in the big pot, clean the pot, and heat up hot water, so that parents can wash it well when they come back. After all, there is not much water in the basin on the stove, and it is impossible for three people to wash it. .

The paste in the small pot has been boiled, Gu Xiaoqing poured it into the basin, covered it, and washed the small pot clean.

A little bit of oil was added, and the shredded radish was fried.

After sautéing the red chili peppers, a scent wafts out. Pour the shredded radish into the pot, stir-fry, then add a little salt and soy sauce, stir-fry quickly and put it in a porcelain basin .

This is the bowl that Gu Ruhai's family usually puts vegetables in.

Gu Xiaoqing brought it to the table in the main room. This is the room where her parents live, and it is relatively spacious, so the family set up a table here for dinner.

Gu Xiaojie smelled the fragrance, followed Gu Xiaoqing eagerly, and asked, "Second Sister, Second Sister, what are you doing delicious today? It smells so good. I'm hungry."

That pitiful look, in fact, Gu Xiaoqing knows how good this kid is at pretending, and now he wants to soften his heart.

He broke off a piece of black steamed bun with his hands, split it in half in the middle, then picked up shredded radish with a chopstick, squeezed the steamed bun tightly, and handed it to Gu Xiaojie, who told him this was his youngest brother.

Besides, this is really not a good thing. Compared with the big fish and meat at the second uncle and third uncle's house, the shredded radish at home is not for the younger brother to eat.

Gu Xiaojie happily took the steamed bun from his sister's hand, took a big bite, and sighed contentedly: "Second sister, how are you good at cooking today. It's so delicious."

He sat down on the door railing.

Gu Xiaoqing was about to reprimand this brat for daring to make fun of himself, when he heard the sound of the gate.

"What's so delicious?"

Gu Xiaoqing walked out quickly, just in time to see her mother, Li Xuemei, whom she hadn't seen for more than ten years. At this moment, Li Xuemei hadn't been bent by the burden of life, and she didn't have those thick white hair and full face. It is a thin rural woman in her prime of life.

He was unloading the hoe from his shoulder, and asked kindly to his son sitting on the gate.

"Mom, Dad, you are back."

Gu Xiaoqing quickly said hello, but her voice choked up unconsciously, she quickly turned around and went into the kitchen to cover up, scooped hot water from the pot and poured it into the big basin just now.

A drop of tear slid into the washbasin along the heat, and disappeared into the steaming heat.

Wipe the corner of his eye.

Gu Xiaoqing brought out a basin filled with cold water and put it on the steps under the eaves, where he could wash his face.

"Mom and Dad, sister, wash your face. The meal is ready, wash up and eat quickly, or you will be eaten by this greedy cat in a while."

The brisk tone concealed the sadness and pain of seeing his loved ones for the first time.

"Yo, Xiaoqing, why don't you wait for your mother and sister to come back to cook? You are a child, and you need to pinch corn, tidy up the yard, and then cook. It's too hard."

Gu Ruhai is an honest rural man, seeing his daughter doing so many things, his heart aches for a long time.

"Yes, Qing'er, why don't you wait for me and your sister to come back and do it?"

Li Xuemei also had a complaining look on her face, and she felt uncomfortable seeing her little girl cooking so thoughtfully.

It is said that the children of the poor are head of the family early, but their own children are really with parents like themselves.

Hey, it's also because I have no ability to be a parent.

Li Xuemei sighed inwardly.

The rumbling thunder made the family's already somewhat depressed atmosphere immediately heated up.

Gu Ruhai greeted the eldest daughter and said, "Xiaoying, quickly find out the plastic sheet, I'll go to the room and make it for us, otherwise we won't even be able to eat in a while."

Before Gu Xiaoying could move her legs, Gu Xiaoqing hurriedly said: "Dad, don't go, I have already made the bed. Hurry up and wash and eat, or I will have to go into the house to wash my face in a while."

Then he went to the kitchen without looking back, picked up the steamed buns on the grate, took them out, put them on the table, and went to serve the bowls.

Li Xuemei finished washing in two or three strokes, threw down the towel, followed Gu Xiaoqing to the kitchen, brought a bowl of still hot corn paste, and a stack of bowls in one hand, and said to the father and daughter at the door with a smile: "Don't look, Qing'er, this skill is really great. I not only picked up corn, but also made so much food, and even paved the roof. Not to mention, this skill is a little bit like I used to be. The energy of being a girl."

Gu Ruhai chuckled, washed his face, walked into the main room, sat on the table, and burst into laughter: "Okay, Xiaoqing, this handicraft looks delicious and smells good too."

Gu Xiaojie ran to Gu Ruhai a long time ago, held up the steamed bun in his hand, and said vaguely in his mouth: "Okay... stabbing, second sister,... you did... good... times."

The whole family laughed out loud.

This baby!

Gu Xiaoqing really wanted to cover her face.

The family sat down at the dinner table, it was pouring rain outside, and the main room was filled with warmth and happiness.

Gu Xiaoqing's eyes were red, and she swore secretly that no one can easily take away our family's happiness this time.

(End of this chapter)