happy life rebirth

Chapter 3

Xia Xiaohong looked at Jiang Meiying, who was only in her early thirties but looked to be in her 40s, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Seeing this, Jiang Meiying walked up to Xia Xiaohong in two or three steps, and asked in a panic, "Xia Xia, what's wrong with you? Is your head hurting again? Tell Muma, don't scare Muma!"

Xia Xia is Xia Xiaohong's nickname. It is said that because Xia Xiaohong was born in midsummer; plus her surname happened to be Xia, her mother gave her a nickname called Xia Xia!Not to mention, Xiaohong has always liked her nickname since she was born down to Daxia; it sounds much nicer than those Maotou, Xiaohua, Goudan, and Mantuotuo in the same village as her.

People in the countryside have this kind of mentality, they always think that the lower the name of the child, the better it is to raise; Naturally, this situation is very common in Hewanli Village.

While talking, Jiang Meiying reached out her hand to Xia Xiaohong's forehead and touched it, uh...fortunately, there is no fever; Jiang Meiying breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mommy!" Xia Xiaohong suddenly threw herself into Jiang Meiying's arms, stretched out her arms and put her arms around Jiang Meiying's waist, coquettishly: "Where have you been?"

"You child, you were startled; you really frightened your mother." Jiang Meiying gave Xia Xiaohong a reproachful look: "Didn't I tell you just now? The two pigs in the house haven't been fed yet, and mother just Going to feed the pigs."

The pigsty and toilet in Xia Xiaohong's house were not built together with the new house, but by the creek not far behind the building; this way, it can avoid too much smell, that is, in the future, you have to pick up excrement from the toilet when pouring vegetables Sometimes it will be more convenient.

Looking at her mother's old face, Xia Xiaohong felt sore and very uncomfortable. Her mother was a poor woman; in her short thirty-odd years of life, she never enjoyed real happiness at all.

But... In Xia Xiaohong's heart, Jiang Meiying is the best mother in the world.

Xia Xiaohong hugged Jiang Meiying's waist tightly with both hands, but secretly swore in her heart: "Mother, my daughter is born again; let her guard your happiness in this life."

Xia Xiaohong didn't know what year she was reborn in. She, a person who has never believed in Buddhism in her whole life, prayed devoutly like the gods and Buddhas in the sky for the first time: "Great Merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva, Tathagata Buddha, please don't be so cruel; My mother and I finally met, please let my mother live happily in this life; I beg you."

The thing that Xia Xiaohong is most worried about now is...she knew her mother Jiang Meiying should have divorced her father Xia Tiecheng at this time when she saw her mother's appearance; she just didn't know...they just divorced ?Or have you been divorced for a year or two?
I don't know if there really are Guanyin Bodhisattva and Tathagata Buddha in the sky?Or did Guanyin Bodhisattva and Tathagata Buddha really hear Xia Xiaohong's sincere prayer?

Jiang Meiying took Xia Xiaohong's little hand from her waist away, carefully looked at Xia Xiaohong for a long time; frowning, she asked, "Xia Xia, are you really okay? Don't scare Mommy, you child, in a few days You're about to take the middle school exam; why don't you make trouble?"

"Middle school?" Xia Xiaohong was overjoyed, uh... That means she is still in the sixth grade now!

Xia Xiaohong got a very important piece of information from Jiang Meiying's words just now. She was reborn and returned just before entering junior high school; she should be 11 years old that year, which means...Jiang Meiying and Xia Tiecheng divorced not long ago.

Two years... Now there are still two years before the death of her mother, Xia Xiaohong secretly thought; two years should be enough, I must take good care of my happiness in this life; and—— Being able to live happily with her mother is the happiest thing in Xia Xiaohong's heart.

Xia Xiaohong didn't read much in her previous life, and she didn't even finish junior high school; the year Jiang Meiying passed away, Xia Xiaohong dropped out of school and stayed at home; not long after that, she sold her house and land and went to open a small shop in the city.

In fact, Xia Xiaohong has always known in her heart that in her mother's heart, she has always hoped that she can read more books; in the early 80s, country people didn't pay much attention to things like going to school. Jiang Meiying hoped that Xia Xiaohong could read more books. Read some books; that's because before Xia Xiaohong's house was repaired, Jiang Meiying went to several larger cities with Xia Tiecheng.

Compared with other women in the countryside, Jiang Meiying still has a slightly longer-term vision.

Hmm... Now that you have decided to change, let's start with the sixth grade entrance exam; Xia Xiaohong looked up at Jiang Meiying and said seriously: "Mother, don't worry; although I am not a son, I will not lose anything Mum, your face."

Almost all the country people have the same point of view in their hearts, sons must be more capable than daughters; otherwise, why do everyone want to have sons to prevent old age?

"Okay!" Jiang Meiying laughed sadly, and said with a sob in her voice: "Well... Mommy believes that Xia Xia in our family... must be no worse than other sons, and she will definitely win Mommy back."

"Mum, don't worry." Xia Xiaohong put her arms around Jiang Meiying's waist, and said seriously: "I will definitely earn a lot of money for you in the future, and I will definitely make those who look down on you regret; Not as good as a son, hmph... our daughter is worse than other sons."

Seeing her daughter's serious expression with a straight face, Jiang Meiying laughed: "Hehe...well, then Muma will enjoy the blessings of our family Xiaxia in the future!"

He was obviously laughing, but tears were streaming down his face.

It was rare for the mother and daughter to talk together for a while, but Jiang Meiying saw that it was getting late; she got up and went to the kitchen to make dinner.

Xia Xiaohong looked at everything in the house with nostalgic eyes, lying on the flower board bed under her was the flower board bed when the head mother of the family married her father; under the bright window was an old-fashioned fir wood desk with drawers, and on the table was a A square rhombic mirror; next to it are a thermos and several enamel teacups.

In front of the drawer desk is a firebox for warming a fire, and it is summer now; the firebox is empty and there is nothing?In addition to the bamboo cooling bed on the left, there is a high cabinet against the wall; next to the high cabinet is a rice jar, and on the right is a connecting cabinet and two old-fashioned red suitcases; there are also some pickled vegetables in the corner earthen jar.

Seeing the old pickle jar in the corner, Xia Xiaohong couldn't help swallowing; Jiang Meiying's pickles were the best in Hewanli Village, and the sour, crunchy taste has always existed in Xia Xiaohong's deep memory.

Without thinking about it, Xia Xiaohong walked forward in three or two steps, and almost impatiently reached out and lifted the lid of the pickle jar on the far right; um...a strong sour smell permeated under her nose.

"Well...it smells so good!" Xia Xiaohong closed her eyes slightly, and took a deep breath; um...it really was the smell in her memory.

"Mommy, let's fry a sour radish tonight! This dish is very good for dinner." Xia Xiaohong said loudly to Jiang Meiying who was busy in the kitchen.

Jiang Meiying's reproachful voice came vaguely: "Xia Xia, you forgot... your cold is good. Your sister Guiying told you not to eat sour food; otherwise the cold will recur."

The sister Guiying that Jiang Meiying talked about was a barefoot doctor in Hewanli Village. Generally, people in the village would go to her to get some medicine for any headache and brain fever; because the other party's mother and Jiang Meiying were cousins, Xia Xiaohong called her sister.

Speaking of which, Gui Ying and Jiang Meiying are about the same age, Jiang Meiying is the old daughter of Xia Xiaohong's wife; this age is naturally the youngest among the cousins, and Jiang Meiying has two older brothers and one older sister.

"Oh..." Upon hearing Jiang Meiying's words, Xia Xiaohong immediately lowered her head listlessly.

"How about, wait two days after your illness is completely cured; mother will fry it for you again, okay?" Jiang Meiying probably heard her daughter's depression, and quickly opened her mouth to come up with a compromise.

Jiang Meiying's words naturally caused Xia Xiaohong to exclaim with joy: "Mom, I knew you were the best."

"You child..."

(End of this chapter)