"Ah!" When I mentioned it, Si Jun suddenly exclaimed.
I was taken aback by her surprise, and stared at her in surprise.
She pushed the woman she was holding in front of me, and said, "Girl! Please take care of my mother..." Then she hurried back.
Smelling the scent of fireworks from the tip of my nose, I watched Sijun walking back with some worry.
"Hey! It's all because I am old and useless... I was thinking of cooking for Jun'er, but who thought of it almost burned the house! It's me..." The woman stood at the door, regretting Shouting.
When I looked at the woman, I was surprised that her eyes were a little pale, like black pupils, as if they were covered with something.
Subconsciously stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her. Her eyes didn't react at all, her pupils didn't change at all, and she didn't have a focus.
"Little girl! Don't shake it... my eyes... can't see it!" The woman shook her head with a wry smile, with a bitter smile on the corners of her mouth.
When she said that, I immediately retracted my hand a little embarrassed.
I looked at her white hair at her temples, a little embarrassed. "Um... yes, sorry! I don't know you..."
"It's okay! My eyes...have been useless long ago! Whether they are useless... or...hehe!" The woman can't see her eyes, but I seem to see sadness in her eyes.
Perhaps her eyes also have a story! It's just... I am a woman who is a stranger to stay in, so it is inconvenient to ask.
Everyone has their own story, but the woman in front of him named his daughter'Sijun'. I don't know if it is, thinking of someone's meaning
I waited with the woman at the door for a while, but did not see Sijun coming out. Seeing the woman standing at the door, her clothes were covered with patches of gray, blowing in the wind, making her figure very fragile and thin.
"Ah! Auntie... Why don't you come here and sit down first! Standing at the door, the wind is strong..." I realized later and hurriedly reached out to support the woman and let her sit on the clean stone in front of the house. Come down.
"No! No! Girl, you..." The woman and I were polite, but I still sat on the rock.
I looked at the smoke that had gradually dissipated inside, and knew that the fire might have been extinguished by the girl Na Sijun.
"Mother, do it here, I'll go in and see Miss Sijun!" When the woman was settled, I immediately raised my foot and walked into the house.
After entering the house, just walking to the door of the kitchen, I saw the girl named Sijun, squatting on the ground to pack something.
A small kitchen can be filled with two or three people. The so-called stove is nothing more than a cylindrical object made of mud and missing a corner.
There is a big hole under the mud, which should be used to stuff firewood.
A tattered iron pan was placed on the stovetop. The iron pan was blackened by a layer, and there were some dark things in it. I didn't know if it was a vegetable or something else.
Sijun, who was squatting on the ground to clean up, seemed to feel the sudden addition of people behind him. He stopped the movement in his hand and turned his head to look at me.
"Why did you come in? It's messy here, the girl should go out and wait!" She hurriedly got up from the ground, looking at me embarrassedly.
I smiled at her, looked at the messy and embarrassed appearance of a room, and said: "When are you going to be busy alone? Or I will help you!"
Said to help her, in fact, I also want to find opportunities to get close to her, and then get some information from her mouth.
For example... Where is this place? Although these words can also be asked to the woman outside, she knew at first glance that she was someone who had experienced something, and her defensive heart was definitely much higher than that of Sijun, who had no knowledge of the world.
If you want to know more, it's better to know it from young people!
Looking at their quaint attire again, I am already a little confused. Is this going back to ancient times again? Still something.
If it's in someone's memory, I can't seem to communicate with them.
But now I can communicate with Sijun and her mother, which means that I shouldn't exist in other people's memory. But... At the beginning, this Sijun and that man named Sumo really didn't seem to see me
What the hell... what's going on
I have questions in my heart, but I don't know who to ask. With doubts, I waited to find Xuan Cang before asking.
Speaking of Xuan Cang, I don't know where he is now. And Lucia, although he knows some mana now, but when he encounters a powerful character, he is afraid that it will be difficult to protect himself.
Fortunately, in the current situation, this place is not dangerous. At least on the surface, it's fairly stable!
I helped Sijun tidy up the house together. Although my movements are not neat, two people are always faster than one person.
The two of them were chatting while tidying up the house. Time flies quickly...
When the house is cleaned up, there is still a little afterglow in the sky outside.
"Girl Yu'er! Look... I'm sorry to get your clothes dirty..." Sijun's gas kerosene lamp, looking at my face and clothes stained with black dirt, felt a little embarrassed.
I reached out and touched my face with my arm, glanced at the down jacket on my body, smiled and waved my hand and said, "It's okay! It's okay! It's just a matter of effort!"
"It's time for dinner! Miss Yu'er go to take a rest first, and you will be able to eat soon!" Sijun said, turning around and leading me to the front hall. With the oil lamp in his hand, I carefully lit a lantern hung on the wall.
Looking at the lantern and the light of the oil lamp, in the darkness, it didn't illuminate much.
"En! Good." I took the dilapidated lantern from her. Because I have become accustomed to the bright lights at night, now I see such a low-illumination candlelight, my vision is still a bit difficult to adapt.
In order not to add chaos to Sijun, I didn't treat her politely, but obediently carried the lantern and walked out.
Just two steps later, Sijun heard from behind and called out again: "Eh! Girl Yuer!"
I thought she had something to tell me, so I stopped busy and looked back at her suspiciously.
Who knows that she looked at me a little embarrassed, and said slightly, "The house is shabby and there is no soup or meat for food... Please..."
Sijun lowered his head, as if guilty.
I hurriedly waved my hand and said, "No, no! I don't have anything to give you. It's enough to have enough food and clothing. No meat is needed!"
In my age when I was tired of eating meat, Sijun might never have experienced that feeling.
Their feelings are simply too simple for this age when they are satisfied with food and clothing, and are very happy after eating meat!