rebirth, romance, space

Chapter 38 Warmth
The autumn evening is very long, and when the burning clouds in the sky fade away, it is night.

Chen Yong rode a big Phoenix brand bicycle back in the burning clouds. Even though his riding skills were good, the old bicycle was still rattling.He gripped the front of the car tightly and stared at his home at the end of the small dirt road.His face was covered with stubble to hide his expression, a pair of deep single-lidded eyes covered with red threads, and he was wearing a military uniform, but because he was too thin, he looked like a sack hanging on his body.

He got off the bike only one step away from the gate of the fence in the yard, rolled over and got off the bike precisely and neatly, and then lifted the crossbeam of the bike with one hand and went in.

"Dad, are you back?" Chen Jinghua was standing by the stove fighting with the leeks in the cauldron, when he heard the voice he raised his head to say hello to his father, "One more time and we can eat."

"Well, well done." Chen Yong replied while unfastening the construction cement bucket at the rear of the car.Recently, my son has learned to wash clothes and cook, and I really feel much more relaxed.

Chen Jinghua's white and tender face covered with fire ash immediately grinned, so excited!Dad praised me.Looking at the leeks in the pot, he quickly scooped up the spatula, then poured a spoonful of cold water into the pot to boil, preparing to make egg, barley, and vegetable soup later.

He brought the dishes into the living room and set them up, picked up the towel on the back of the chair and put it on his shoulders, and then went out to scoop water and wet the towel for Dad to wash his face and hands.Chen Yong accepted his son's thoughtful help comfortably, and a mist flashed in his deep eyes.

"Dad, Mom ate a persimmon just now." Chen Jinghua couldn't help sharing his happiness with Dad.

"Oh?" Chen Yong's hand wiping the towel paused. He knew exactly how seriously ill his wife was, and it was painful to swallow, let alone eat.

"It's true, Dad. My classmate gave me the persimmons. It's delicious. I can't help but want to eat the skins." Chen Jinghua thought his father didn't believe it, so he quickly explained.

"The water in the pot is boiling, you cook the soup first. I'll go and see your mother." Chen Yong quickly washed his hands, threw the towel to the firewood next to him, and strode towards the back room.

"Yes." Chen Jinghua looked at the boiling water in the pot, poured oil and salt into the pot in a hurry, put the washed lettuce into it, and then poured in the beaten eggs.

"Wei'er, I'm back." Chen Yong entered the room, turned on the dim lamp, sat on the side of the bed and softly called his wife.

"You're back." Wu Weixi heard her husband's voice in a trance, and said in a daze.

"I heard from Jing'er that you just ate a persimmon?" Chen Yong hugged his wife regardless of the smell of sweat all over his body.murmured in her ear and asked. "I'm very happy to hear that."

"It's true." Surrounded by her husband's unique smell, Wu Weixi felt at ease. In fact, she was very afraid every day, afraid that she would go away by herself before her husband and son came back.

"That's good, that's good..." Chen Yong was full of bitterness, his hands couldn't help shrinking, and he hugged his wife tightly in his arms.

"I don't know if it's the newly prescribed medicine you found that works better, or the persimmons are so delicious, I don't suffer so much." The corners of Wu Weixi's mouth rose, even though he married him at a young age and gave birth to a son.But I never regretted it, just because of love.

"Today's medicine is still prescribed by the previous one. I found someone to prescribe it newly. Because I didn't find all the herbs, I haven't boiled it yet." Chen Yong thought it was his wife and son working together to let him not worry too much.

"It's true, I feel much better." Wu Weixi raised his head from Chen Yong's arms and looked at him seriously and said.

In the dim light, the figures hugging each other are very warm.

"Well, I believe it." Chen Yong carefully looked at his wife's face again and again, seeing that she really looked better than when he went out this morning, so he said. "Would you like something to eat tonight?"

"Okay, let me sit and eat with you." Wu Weixi's spirit is indeed better, thinking that he will sit and eat with her husband and son, after all, his physical condition...

"How about we eat in the room?" Chen Yong knew what his wife was thinking, so he thought of a compromise.You can eat anywhere, as long as you and your family are together.

"En." Wu Weixi nodded happily.

"Then you lie down, I'll bring it in." Chen Yong used pillows to make his wife more comfortable.

Chen Yong quickly entered the room with dishes and soup on the table, and Chen Jinghua was behind holding the bowls and chopsticks.

"Mom, I made egg and vegetable soup tonight. I'm great, right?" Chen Jinghua looked expectantly at his mother leaning on the bed while filling the soup.

"Yes, our Jing'er is the best." Wu Weixi smiled softly. "I want to eat a persimmon before dinner."

"Okay." Chen Jinghua first looked at his father, and he nodded before responding.From the big bowl on the chair, I took the reddest and largest persimmon to my mother.

Only then did Chen Yong notice the persimmons. The red persimmons looked crystal clear when placed on a large white bowl, and the pulp and juice inside seemed to flow. It turned out to be a good variety that he had never seen before.

(End of this chapter)