Love you in my whole life

When he got to the place, Ma Xiaolei saw that those people were polite and respectful to Jiang Xinlu. They all called her Miss Jiang and reported all kinds of things to her. Jiang Xinlu listened one by one, and would also put forward some opinions, saying that when it was over, she kept shuttling between the greenhouses, sometimes bowed her head to smell the fragrance of flowers, sometimes squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil to see.

Ma Xiaolei stood by to observe her, and felt that she was different from what he imagined. He thought Jiang Xinlu was beautiful before, so Fang Qimiao, the social elites, would make friends with her. But today he came to the suburbs with her, and when he saw her working, he changed his mind. This seemingly indifferent sister is actually a capable person.

He saw a boy always around her, left a sister, right a sister, listen to him frown, his hands in his pants pocket, lazy walk past, some impatient asked, "when to go?"

"For a while," Jiang Xinlu said, "if you feel tired, go to the car and wait for me."

Pang Daqing saw Ma Xiaolei early in the morning, but he didn't know who he was. He got off the bus and stood far away. Jiang Xinlu didn't introduce him. He was a little curious and asked, "sister, who is this?"

Jiang Xinlu said, "my brother."

Pang Daqing then smiles, "elder sister, when did you recognize a younger brother again?"

"It's not a recognition, it's a kiss."

Da Da Qing was surprised. He knew something about Jiang Xinlu. He didn't have any relatives. How could he suddenly have a brother? He looked at Ma Xiaolei carefully and said with a smile, "it's really a bit like that, especially his eyes."

Ma Xiaolei doesn't like to be criticized and doesn't speak with a cold face. Pang Daqing didn't mind at all. He hooked his shoulder and said, "you're sister Xinlu's brother, and you're my brother. Let's go. Brother will take you fishing."

Ma Xiaolei was dragged away before he could object.

Jiang Xinlu can't help laughing when she looks at him with a smelly face and helpless.

When Jiang Xinlu returns home, it's late. Ma Xiaolei is brought back by Da Da Qing with a bag in his hand. Jiang Xinlu asks, "what did you take?"

Ma Xiaolei opened it and showed her, "two fish."

"What did you catch?"

"Well."

Pang Daqing said on the side, "Xiaolei said that he fished for the first time. I don't believe it. It's very lucky. The lower ear fish bite. The small ones are released, and the big ones have five or six. I asked him to take them, but he only wanted two."

Jiang Xinlu said with a smile, "it's fishpond fishing. How much is it?"

"I don't want money. I'm fishing in the river. I don't believe you ask Xiao Lei."

Ma Xiaolei nodded and pointed his hand to the left. "I fished in the river over there."

At the same time, Jiang Xinlu is happy with Ma Xiaolei's carelessness. Growing up in such an environment, she didn't learn from Ma Zhixi or Yang Zhixiang. The child didn't grow up crooked.

When entering the city, twilight gradually rises, Ma Xiaolei said, "Mom, this point should have been off work, go home to eat, just caught fish."

Jiang Xinlu is a little hesitant. She doesn't want to see Ma Zhixi, but she looks at the expectation on Ma Xiaolei's face and thinks of his asking for help, so she nods, "OK."

She parked under the tree and walked into the alley with Ma Xiaolei.

When Yang Zhixiang saw her coming, she was very happy. When she heard that Ma Xiaolei had caught a fish, she was even more happy. She washed the fish a little, wrapped one in a fresh-keeping bag, and put it in the refrigerator to freeze. She kept it for later. It was just a fish, but she was as happy as if she had picked up a gold ingot. Jiang Xinlu came out of the kitchen in silence and stood in the living room, looking at the shabby room, I feel more and more uncomfortable.

Blood, natural, even hate her, blame her, but can't see her suffering.

The only thing that makes Jiang Xinlu feel comfortable is that Ma Zhixi is not at home, and the mother and son eat together. Jiang Xinlu and Ma Xiaolei talk less. Yang Zhixiang is the only one who nags. She will give Jiang Xinlu some dishes and Ma Xiaolei some. Looking at her sister and brother, her face is full of smiles and her eyes are full of loving light.

After dinner, Ma Xiaolei is sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. Yang Zhixiang is washing dishes in the kitchen. Jiang Xinlu walks in slowly. Looking at the mottled marks on the cooking table, he asks, "Xiao Lei wants to join the army, don't you agree?"

"Well, I don't agree."

"Why?"

"He can't stand the pain," Yang Zhixiang said. "It's said that the recruits train every day. Can he bear it with his body?"

"The body is his. He thinks it's OK."

"He's still young. What does he know?"

Jiang Xinlu sneered, "you are not small. What do you know? Raising a man who eats soft food and lives like mud, Xiaolei doesn't want to stay in this home and follow your old way. He is still young and has a bright future. Why stop him? "

Yang Zhixiang didn't expect her to say such a thing. She was surprised and sad. She knew that she was weak and incompetent, but she just wanted to protect Ma Xiaolei and let him stay under her nose. She didn't want him to suffer. Her starting point was good, but Jiang Xinlu's words were like a sharp knife, which made her heart bleed.

Most of the time, she deceived herself. Pretending Ma Zhixi was good to her. They had feelings. Pretending life was OK. She had a job and a stable income. She could eat fish and meat every other day. After more than ten years, to tell the truth, she was numb. Every day was like a walking corpse, so she bit her teeth until the day of her death, Occasionally she wakes up in the middle of the night, looking at the empty place around her, thinking about the pain of these years, and crying. But after crying, she never wanted to break free from the mud like life.

Jiang Xinlu looks at Yang Zhixiang, who is silent. The anger of hating iron but not steel comes out again. She can make a change, but she doesn't want to work hard. This is a typical broken pot, but she doesn't realize it and feels normal.

"Xiaolei is not interested in studying. It's good for him to graduate from high school. If he can't go to university, he'd better be a soldier. That's also a way out."

Yang Zhixiang's mouth moved. "He doesn't miss books. Can't you let him work in your factory?"

Jiang Xinlu took a deep breath, "you also know that he is not in good health. What can he do if he is not in good health? My place is not a shelter. The important thing is that he wants to go. I believe he can be responsible for his promise. "

Yang Zhixiang was silent for a while, and finally nodded, "OK."

Having said that, Jiang Xinlu did not want to stay for a long time and said, "OK, I'll go."

She went to the living room to get her bag, said hello to Ma Xiaolei and went out of the door. But she didn't go far. She heard footsteps behind her. When she looked back, it was ma Xiaolei, with his hand in his pants pocket and lazily following behind. Jiang Xinlu couldn't help laughing, "where are you going?"

"I didn't go anywhere. I took a walk after dinner." He came up and walked side by side with Jiang Xinlu. "I heard you and mom talking in the kitchen. Thank you."

Jiang Xinlu replied, "you're welcome."

After that, two people have no words, so quietly out of the alley.

Jiang Xinlu got into the car, tied up her seat belt, sent the car, and waved to Ma Xiaolei standing on the side of the road, "let's go."

Ma Xiaolei looked at her silent, waiting for the car to row out of the moment, he suddenly raised his hand, "walk slowly, sister."

Jiang Xinlu had driven two or three meters at that time, but she heard this sentence clearly, and her eyes turned red instantly. She didn't look back. She put out her hand and went away quickly.

Many years later, she still remembers this scene. She remembers the scene when Ma Xiaolei called her sister for the first time. Although the car drove a few meters away, and although the boy under the street lamp was dim and his forehead covered his eyes, trying to hide his shyness, her heart trembled when she called her sister. She knew that from then on, she was no longer alone.

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