“Come on, don’t just stand and talk. Since we are already a family, let’s sit down together and have a reunion dinner in a harmonious manner.”
The mistress of the house immediately picked up the dishes for Yunniang.
“Brother, from now on, Yueru will rely on you to take care of her.” Lin Yueru also took the opportunity to add a glass of wine to Lin Yuehan.
“Since that’s the case, you will instruct your servants to clean the west wing today, then replace it with a new mattress, and let Yunniang stay.”
The man’s face also calmed down a lot, and he ordered to the mistress of the house.
Yunniang heard her husband’s voice, and the haze on her face suddenly disappeared.
“Thank you, my husband.”
She looked at her husband shyly like a girl who sympathized with Dou Chukai.
Looking at the happy scene of “family”, Lin Yuehan lifted the wine pot on the table and poured it down.
“Han’er!” Yunniang shouted her name in horror.
“Mother”
Lin Yuehan’s words came out and his eyes turned black and he fell to the ground.
Lin Yuehan had a long and dim dream
In the dream, the kind mother was wearing a gray coarse cloth shirt for a five or six-year-old child.
I also wrapped a square scarf around my head and scattered all the child’s long hair inside.
“Mom, why can’t I wear a beautiful pink dress?”
The child’s eyes were filled with tears of grievance, and he asked his mother childishly.
“Han’er, the pink skirt is easy to be dirty and easily hooked. Look at how sturdy this gray cloth shirt!”
The mother tidied up the cloth shirt for her child, while saying softly to the child.
“Mom, why does Zhang Xiaoya’s father always like to hold her and thorn her face with his beard, making her laugh. Not only does my father not smile at me, I don’t even see me, I can’t even remember what his father looks like!”
The child’s mouth was pouting, and his eyes were red.
My mother’s expression dimmed, and she turned her head and wiped her tears.
Then a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she carried the child to the table and sat down, “Han’er, are you hungry? I’ll give you rice.”
A bowl of white rice, plus a plate with a few green onions, was pushed to the child by the mother.
“Han’er, eat it in the future.”
The child took a few bites of the meal and asked his mother, “Mom, why don’t you eat?”
“Mom has eaten it.” The mother replied irritably.
“Oh” the child lowered his head obediently and continued to cook.
At night, it started raining again.
“Mom, I’m cold”
The child’s body was trembling, and while shouting that it was cold, he was drilling straight into his mother’s arms.
“Hey, why did the roof leak again after being repaired?”
Before the mother could comfort her child, she put on her straw raincoat, opened the door, and climbed up to the roof to check.
The child could only stare at the terrified eyes and wrap the quilt tightly around his body.
On the wall behind her, the wind leaked in from the gap, making her shivering again.
During the Chinese New Year, the mother put the best clothes in the family on herself and her children, washed them cleanly, and then bought the remaining money from the family that she never wanted to eat on weekdays and came to a house.
“Sister, my husband is my little intention.”
My mother shouted timidly at a man and a woman in the house door, while handing the snacks in her hand over.
Then, she led the child to her and said, “Call the aunt quickly, call him dad!”