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Chapter 33 Four women came to the house
At that time, she was only 4 years old, she seemed to have fallen into a bottomless black hole suddenly, frightened and helpless, she cried and shook.

But the mother could only look at her with teary eyes, and her dry lips could not make a sound.

Jinyue fed water to her mother with trembling hands, but the water flowed out along the corners of her mouth as soon as it entered.

Father Chen called a few experienced elders in the village. They shook their heads and said that they should prepare for the funeral.

Jinyue began to stay by her mother's side day and night, no matter how her father called her to sleep, she would not sleep, and stubbornly opened her eyes wide, resisting the oncoming drowsiness.

She was afraid that if she fell asleep, she would never see her mother again.

Wang was in a coma for 5 days, and she woke up suddenly on the 6th day, and her mental state improved a lot. She touched Jinyue's face, which fell asleep, again and again, and couldn't help crying.

She is still so young, what should she do in the days to come?
Wang didn't have time to think too much, she knew her situation, and she wanted to use this time to do something for the two of them.

She unpacked and washed bedding and clothes, cleaned the yard, and baked some sorghum bread.

That was the last day of the happy days in Jinyue's memory. Her mother combed her shofar braids and tied her with a red headband.

She thanked God for returning her mother to her, and she shouted to comb her mother's hair while jumping for joy.

The sun was very good that day, with yellow light and black shadows on the ground, Mrs. Wang was washing her clothes and humming, letting Jinyue toss her hair.

That night, Jinyue fell asleep in Mrs. Wang's arms early on. It was not until late at night, when Father Chen suddenly got up and lit the lamp, that Jinyue was awakened.

Wang was shaking all the time.

"Mother, mother, what's the matter with you?" Jinyue turned upside down, the blood in her whole body was congealed, her whole body was cold, and her teeth were chattering.

Mrs. Wang stretched out her withered hand, and by the dim kerosene lamp, she tremblingly brushed the messy hair drooping on her daughter's forehead, and her lips wriggled with difficulty.

She said intermittently: "Yue'er, mother, mother is leaving, mother can't help it, watching you grow up, mother also, can't help seeing you married, you, you have to listen to your father, Well, be filial to him."

No matter how hard Jinyue knelt on the ground and cried, Wang still left.

Gone, gone forever, left her forever.

Her happiness, her happiness, and her heart were also taken away.

Jinyue remembers very clearly that it was early autumn, but it was an extremely cold night, the crows outside the window were beating on the broken window, and there was a crackling sound amidst their shrill calls.

Jinyue also grew up completely on that day.

Father Chen was also in pain, but the pain did not last long. When Jinyue, who was under 5 years old, learned to take on the responsibility of being a mother-cooking for his father every day, Father Chen began to think about the sequel.

In any case, not having a son is always something that people can't let go of.

It was a winter with goose feathers and heavy snow, which was more than three months after Wang's death.

Early that morning, Father Chen took out a little white flour that only covered the bottom of his pocket, and said to Jinyue, "Baby, Dad has something to do recently, and he has to go out for a few days, and he probably won't be able to come back for ten days and a half months. , you make yourself something to eat, huh?"

"Where are you going, father?"

In my memory, my father often came home late from farming, but he never stayed out at night. His sudden and serious confession made Jinyue feel scared.

Father Su touched Jinyue's head and said, "You'll know when I come back. You have to lock the door when you're alone at home. If you have anything to do, go to Uncle. He will take care of you."

It was the first time Jinyue was at home alone. The huge yard, the continuous heavy snowfall, the occasional sound of walking outside the door and the barking of dogs all made her muscles tense.

There was no stove, no hot kang, she pulled the quilt and wrapped her head tightly, curled up, trembling, trying not to think about ghosts and the like.

But the more you force yourself not to think about it, the more these phantoms will appear before your eyes.

Jinyue began to miss her mother, and felt sad coming from it.

This torment lasted for a full twelve days. During this period, the neighbor uncle came over several times, and each time he would bring her a little dry bun, shaking his head and sighing each time, saying that Jinyue's life was hard.

No. On the 13th day, Father Chen came back. To Jinyue's surprise, the worn-out jacket her father wore when he went out had disappeared, replaced by a newly made black Zhongshan suit and new cloth shoes.

What surprised Jinyue even more was that his father didn't come back alone. He was carrying a big burden on his back, leading a little girl with shofar braids, followed by a woman and two little girls who were about the same size as her. .

The woman was about 30 years old, her hair was rolled up in the back, a little bun was exposed on the side, and she had an oval face.

She looked at Jinyue with a smile, she didn't know if it was because of birth, Jinyue always felt that that smile was a bit deliberate.

"Baby, call me mother." Father Chen was full of energy and his voice was loud.

Jinyue looked around at Zhou's and the girls' faces, looked around several times, but still didn't make a sound.

Unwilling to give up, Mrs. Chen took a few steps forward, pulled Jinyue in front of Mrs. Zhou, pointed at Mrs. Zhou and the three girls and said to Jinyue, "Baby, she will be your mother from now on, and they will be your sisters." Sister, do you understand? Call mother quickly."

Jinyue still stared at them blankly.

"Oh, don't scream if you don't want to. By the way, where do the children sleep?" Mrs. Zhou seemed very impatient, glanced at Jinyue, and then scanned the two earthen houses in the yard.

"There is a place, there is a place." Father Chen gave Jinyue a hard look, and led Zhou and the others around the walnut tree in the yard, pointing to the front.

In the empty yard, apart from Father Chen's main house and Jinyue's house and kitchen, there are no extra rooms.

But Father Chen didn't seem to be worried at all, he seemed to have already planned everything in his heart.

Jinyue had never thought her father was so eloquent, and after he had been making pictures for a long time, Jinyue heard Zhou's laughter.

Jinyue found out about her father's plan during lunch.

That day, Mr. Chen took out two bowls of white noodles for the first time, and Mrs. Zhou rolled out the dough. Mr. Chen wolfed down the bowls, making a gurgling sound.

After eating the three bowls of noodles, he wiped his mouth and said to Jinyue: "Baby, look at how many people are added to the family now, and we won't be able to build a house in a while. Dad is going to clean up the west side for you. Look." How are you doing?"

Jinyue can't accurately distinguish between east, west, north, and south, but she is still sensitive to where the west refers.

In the whole yard, except for the two houses, the only thing that can be tidied up is the donkey pen opposite the house.

"Father, are you talking about the donkey pen?" Jinyue stopped eating halfway through her meal, and looked at Father Chen blankly.

The three girls looked at each other and laughed.

　Today is Tanabata, I wish you all a happy holiday~
　　
　
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