There was a movement at the door, and a little head timidly poked its head in.
"Grandma asked me to ask, what are you talking about? It's so noisy."
"Good boy, Pig." Chi Zheng raised his hand to wipe his eyes, lowered his body and opened his hands towards the girl.
The little girl holding the baby pig opened her mouth and smiled. Her short body slipped through the crack of the door and threw herself into her mother's arms.
That was their only daughter, Youyan.
"Mom, go and see the paintings I drew."
"good."
"Hey, mom, are you crying?"
"Yan was wrong, no."
Youyan put his arms around her neck and whispered, "I saw it. Dad is so cruel. Let's ignore him."
"Okay, let's ignore him." Chi Zheng smiled and picked up her daughter.
His face darkened, and he took Youyan from her arms, "Yan, do you know what a sheep-herding child is?"
"Lie, bad boy." Youyan was strangled to death by his father, and he replied a little aggrievedly.
"I want to be an aboveboard person from now on, do you understand?" he said to his daughter.
Youyan ignored his father's words, his dark eyes only reflected his mother's face. Her mother smiled slightly and cried while smiling, but she did not interrupt her father's education.
"Dad, I don't want you to hold me, I want my mother to hold me." Youyan twisted her body.
Looking at the eyes that were similar to his wife's, he was slightly startled.
Finally, Chi Zheng whispered: "Give me your daughter."
He let go.
Youyan immediately ran over, snuggled into Chi Zheng's arms, and raised his chubby hand to wipe her tears.
"Yan, in the future you'd better meet someone whose first crush is you, so you may suffer less." Chi Zheng kissed her daughter's cheek and whispered.
His voice was hoarse, "Are you suffering?"
Chi Zheng didn't answer, just looked at her daughter.
"The first one?" Youyan pouted, "How do I know if he likes me? Mom, please help me see."
"One day, you will know when you meet him." Chi Zheng hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "Mom, come on, try to help Zhu Bao look after him."
"Why do you have to work hard?" Youyan didn't understand.
How do little children know that in this world, apart from feelings, there is also life and death that cannot be done by human beings.
Chi Zheng choked with sobs and could no longer speak. She gently put her daughter into her husband's arms and went out.
Looking at his daughter's young face, he was filled with anger and suddenly became weak and weak.
They spent some time treating each other as guests.
He couldn't explain why, but he contacted Wang Luyao, a woman he had deliberately not contacted for many years. At that time, she was married and divorced. She said she waited for him until she became desperate. But after getting married, she still couldn't forget him, and in the end, she chose to divorce. His heart was even more messy.
One day, when he and Youyan were alone, his daughter climbed onto his lap and asked him quietly: "Dad, do you dislike your mother? She often cries."
Even his daughter knew that she cried often, but he didn't know that his wife had been crying behind his back. If she wasn't so stubborn and even said "I'm sorry" to him lightly, he thought, he would definitely forgive her.
That night, the two of them slept together, but he was careful not to touch the other's body. He didn't feel sleepy at all. She tossed and turned several times, but he didn't miss a beat and could hear her clearly.
Sleeping until midnight, he heard her quietly sitting up. Although he closed his eyes, he knew that she was staring deeply at him. Finally, her fingers gently touched his forehead and his eyebrows. Suddenly, her lips softened, and she kissed his lips gently, accompanied by a touch of coolness that fell on the side of his neck.
Are those her tears
He suddenly thought that rather than him accompanying her through these years, it was better to say that she had accompanied him. It was she who gave him a peaceful and happy life, and it was she who gave him a lovely child, not Wang Luyao. People like to contend with fate, but fate often subverts a person's journey and gives him and her fate. Under the quilt, his hands were struggling.
If he hadn't been so stubborn and conceited that night and reached out to hold her in his arms, would the subsequent ending have been completely rewritten? After that night, throughout his life, he could never see her smile or cry again.
She left the next day, leaving only a note.
Ayi:
I went to Lushan to sketch and came back when I was young. Please take good care of our baby pigs.
When the bad news of her sudden death came, he seemed to have expected it, but also seemed completely unaware of it, as if the person who reported the news was just telling a lonely lie. After waking up from the dream, he could still see her. Look at her smiling slightly at him, just like how she smiled at him with a red face and lowered eyes many years ago in her humble home.
If life is just like the first meeting, the first meeting is always beautiful.
After the silence, he called his friends in the local government and asked not to let anyone touch her body.
He and her only daughter hid in grandma's arms, watching with dark eyes in fear as he smashed everything in the house like a madman.