On the night of New Year's Eve, Du Siqiu was wandering around outside. It was cold. The continuously falling temperature made her shiver, and even the air exhaled from her nose was smoky.
At 7:18 in the evening, the streets were quieter than ever before. Suddenly, it seemed to have become a deserted city. Most of the bustle in this city usually comes from outsiders.
Migrant workers, college students or foreign tourists from small and medium-sized cities. Now these people are rushing home, carrying light and few luggage, and eager to go home with deep thoughts.
Even the local people are having New Year's Eve dinner with their families at home at this moment. As for her, what is she doing now? It's fine. There are no conflicts or entanglements, let alone any deep hatred or pretentious gestures. She has a family.
Not coming back!
She lowered her head and scolded herself so hard in her heart. She smiled helplessly.
Whenever she encounters a situation that she despises and cannot understand, she has to wonder if she has a mental illness. Why can't she be like an ordinary girl and deal with unpleasant things like that?
Cry a lot, smile again in a few days, forgive everything, and forget all the unpleasant things. If only you could do this, that would be great.
But she is a typical narrow-minded girl (or so she thinks), which can be understood as slow and hindsight in reacting to things. In the painful or depressing situation she was in at the time, she was often unable to make the right decision immediately.
Some reactions are sometimes even calm enough to scare themselves. However, this kind of pain that should disappear quickly will continue because of this, turning into a thorn stuck in the body and forgotten to be pulled out.
I notice her existence, but at some inadvertent moment, once I touch her, I still feel a dull pain that won't go away for a long time.
Du Siqiu remembers that she did not cry when her grandfather passed away. In the early morning of that day, she followed her parents to attend her grandfather's funeral. According to local customs, as the daughter-in-law, Du Siqiu's mother had to kneel in front of the coffin and tear her heart out as soon as she entered the mourning hall.
She burst into tears as a sign of filial piety and mourning. When the elder in the family waved her hand and said, "Okay, that's it, no need to cry anymore." Then my mother miraculously stopped crying, and the tears on her face were not there yet.
There was no time to erase it. This was the most disgusting scene in young Du Siqiu's memory. The expression of emotions between people should not be so hypocritical. You, either don't be exaggerated, or you will be sad to your heart and lungs.
Throughout the morning, she, her father, mother, sister and other relatives in the family followed the Master to perform rituals. There were many red tapes, and Du Siqiu had long forgotten many of the specific details. She only remembered that her father, as the eldest son in the family, had to wear sackcloth and mourn, and the Master performed the rituals on the spot.
After opening the coffin, my father brought a bowl of cold, hard white rice, picked up a few small pieces of rice with mahogany chopsticks, put it on my grandfather's already white and purple lips, and shouted: "Abba! You put it
I will raise you and I will see you through your old age."
Then the group of people allowed themselves to be commanded by the mage. The mage was reciting scriptures that no one could understand while pointing at the Naihe Bridge made of props. Du Siqiu followed the large group and carefully crossed the "Naihe Bridge" holding an incense candle in his hand.
", the whole process was silent, repeated fourteen or five times, until I was dizzy. Finally, I passed her grandfather's coffin once, and her mother whispered behind her: "Go well and don't look around." According to Du Siqiu at that time.
She probably didn't dare to look at it because of her courage. She thought that her grandfather's lifeless body was naturally terrifying.
Du Siqiu walked silently and suddenly turned her head and stared at the open coffin. She thought she had mustered up the courage, even though it was a hideous and terrifying face, even though there was a faint and frightening smell of death.
It smelled strange, but that was also the last time. When grandpa closed his eyes, she was not with him. It was three o'clock in the middle of the night, and she was still asleep and knew nothing. But when she mustered up the courage to look,
When she tried to see him for the last time, all she saw was a bright red satin quilt that tightly covered his body. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
I finally realized that there is no last moment, and the farewell in life is not something you can just have if you want it.
What a cruel moment.
She just couldn't cry. Because of this, it seemed to be engraved deeper in her heart. She just looked at the blood-red satin quilt blankly. She would often see it in her dreams in the future, with confusion, gloom, and tears.
, always flows down in such unconscious moments.
"Beep, beep, beep!" The sound of car horns on the road pulled her back from her chaotic thoughts. The fat driver yelled in a loud voice: "You are looking for death during the Chinese New Year!"
Du Siqiu took a closer look and was shocked to realize that he had run into the middle of the road at some point. He was startled. What was he thinking? He was so crazy that he almost lost his life.
Forget it, Feng Xue is not here anyway, so why not find something to do by yourself. Thinking like this, she went to the supermarket and bought a few boxes of dumpling wrappers, some corn, carrots and pork, and planned to go home and make dumplings by herself. The amount was really big.
It's enough to keep her in the refrigerator for two to three days.
She was thinking that she would have to look for the light switch in the dark when she got home. She didn't want the room to be brightly lit and full of chatter and laughter. Du Siqiu recognized the voices of Feng Xue and He Xi at the first sight, especially He Xi, who was so talkative.
He is the most powerful.
"Hey, why are you all here! Feng Xue, I thought you had returned to your hometown."
"Don't mention it, you can't buy a ticket."
Du Siqiu suddenly remembered what she had said before and couldn't help but smile. Why can't she buy a ticket? Isn't this girl afraid of going home and being forced by her parents to go on a blind date?
After changing her slippers, she turned around and realized that He Youdong was also there. Everyone was here, but he refused to lower his dignity and say hello to her first. Thinking of these days, since the Cold War, I haven't seen him for a long time, and I said I don't miss him.
He was lying. In fact, after reflecting on it afterwards, she was not wrong. At least, as his girlfriend, although she had the freedom to interact with the opposite sex, but she was drunk at her house in the middle of the night without thinking. It was true.
It's out of proportion.
He Youdong was right to be angry. If he was indifferent, it would probably be her turn to feel sad.
She calmly moved to sit next to him and scratched her head a little cautiously: "Why are you here? Don't you need to go home for the reunion dinner?"
"Come to see you." He Youdong looked back at her with a faint smile on his lips. It was a smile that represented tolerance and forgiveness.
Just like that, the smoke subsided.
It gradually became dark.
Du Siqiu, He Youdong, Feng Xue, and He Xi were busy working on her handmade dumplings. He Xi was very strong, so he was sent to chop the pork into small pieces for filling, while Feng Xue boiled water.
, He Youdong chopped carrots, stirred the five spices and black pepper spices, and Du Siqiu broke off the corn kernels. Because the lights in the rental house have not been replaced for a long time, the light is not very bright, it can even be said to be dim. Du Siqiu squatted on the ground, working hard
I opened my eyes wide and carefully broke off the corns one by one, fearing that I would crush the corns if I didn't pay attention.
He Youdong poked his head out of the kitchen. Seeing her funny behavior, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Can you do it? Why don't you say goodbye? Let's make corn ribs soup."
"Go away." Du Siqiu threw a corn cob over without raising his head, hitting He Youdong in the abdomen. He screamed in pain.
At this time, her corn had been broken, and the plate was full of yellow, which looked strangely soft under the dim light. The voices of Feng Xue and He Xi busy in the kitchen came interlaced, and the whole room was lively.
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She raised the plate and handed it to He Youdong, and suddenly she couldn't help but grin: "Hey, this looks great!"
"What's so good?" He Youdong came over with a confused look.
"Stupid." She raised her hand higher: "Hurry up, my hand is about to break."
He Youdong rolled his eyes at her: "Do you know what I hate the most about you? You like to talk half of everything. You are really crazy."
A hot dumpling feast was served quickly after a few of them worked hard.
"He Xi, why don't you go home for New Year's Eve dinner? Come to our small apartment. Is there any treasure to pick up?" Everyone was eating. Du Siqiu saw that He Xi and Feng Xue were chatting lively, so she couldn't help but tease her.
Got up for him.
Feng Xue could tell there was something in her words, so he glared at her without saying a word, then stepped on her hard under the table. Du Siqiu was in pain and couldn't help but let out a strange scream like He Youdong just now. Look at Feng Xue's behavior
The weird reaction was just as she expected, and there was something good to watch here.
"What's wrong?" He Youdong looked towards her suspiciously, because it was so similar to his previous situation that he couldn't help but snicker.
"No, my feet suddenly hurt a little, as if... they were bitten by a dog. It was very poisonous!"
After talking nonsense for a while, He Xi finally answered her teasing: "My parents went to my sister's place to celebrate the Spring Festival this year, and two old guys left me behind. I can only follow my Dong brother back later."
The family is reunited."
"What, why are you still at someone else's house now that you have a reunion dinner?"
He Xi said cheerfully: "You don't know this, but my aunt's family always celebrates the Spring Festival this way. The New Year's Eve dinner starts at nine o'clock. The preparations have probably started now. We will go back just in time to have a midnight snack.
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Come on, I thought He Youdong was so bold and left his family behind! Du Siqiu glanced at He Youdong meaningfully, these two guys really know how to eat. They obviously got here by eating and drinking!
He Youdong looked back at her confidently and gave her an expression like "Are you going to keep me overnight?"
A big pot of dumplings can be completely wiped out in less than half an hour.
After the meal, Du Siqiu suddenly remembered a piece of curtain cloth he had given him before and asked him what it was for. The windows in their living room and bedroom had curtains, so there was no need for this.
"Take it out." He Youdong said.
Du Siqiu got up and went back to the room, took out the curtain cloth and handed it to him as instructed. He took it and walked towards their back balcony.
By the time she came out from the shower, He Youdong was almost busy with her work. He hung the curtain fabric by the window where the clothes were hung on the balcony.
"Hey, why are there all these curtains here? We don't stay here all day." Du Siqiu was happy when she saw it.
"Do you usually have male guests at home?" He Youdong did not smile.
"Occasionally, less often. What's wrong?"
"You just don't have a brain. Can any man see the clothes hanging in a girl's house? You don't even know if you're in trouble." He Youdong put on his coat and followed He Xi out: "
It's time for us to go back for supper, so we're leaving first." He Youdong walked out for a few steps, then turned back and said, "Wear more clothes so you don't catch a cold."
He Youdong didn't even say Happy New Year to her.
But standing in the back, she looked back at the beautiful soft curtains on the back balcony, and her heart was filled with a surge of warmth. She didn't tell He Youdong that this move of his was worse than that one.
She was even moved when he said that he would make a lot of money for her in the future. That time, he let her know that he would be her support in the future. This time, he let her understand that he was truly protecting her.
That feeling seemed to tell her that as long as He Youdong existed in this world, she would definitely kill that silly girl named Du Siqiu...