Ever since Shi Dayong and the others left, only Wang Ying, Ruimin and Xiao An'an were left at home. It was the first time they lived alone with Ruimin under the same roof. Wang Ying was extremely awkward. She really had nothing to say to Ruimin, so she tidied up the house.

After he was clean, he held An An in his arms, took the needle and thread to winnow the bamboo shoots, and said to Ruimin: "I went to sister-in-law Zhang's house to do some work, and I will prepare food when I come back."

Ruimin's mind was still on the rabbit meat. He hadn't eaten enough in the morning. When he heard that his sister-in-law was going out, he felt happy in his heart and hurriedly responded: "Yes, I haven't woken up yet, so I'll take a nap for a while."

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Ruimin kept watching Wang Ying go out, and then he lay down in the crack of the door and saw that Wang Ying had indeed gone far away. Then he happily returned to the big pot, took out a few large pieces of meat, and satiated his greed.

During the day, it was easy to say that Wang Ying spent the whole day at Zhang Qiang's house and the time passed without realizing it. But it was not possible at night. In order to avoid being alone with Ruimin, after dinner, she took An An and hid in the bedroom to comfort the children.

sleep.

For some reason, Wang Ying just didn't like Ruimin. She always felt that Ruimin was so eerie and hair-raising. An An had already fallen asleep, snoring weakly from her small nose. In the darkness, Wang Ying alertly listened to the outside with her ears.

There was no movement at all. There was no door at the connection between the bedroom and the living room. Only half a curtain was hung at the connection as a dividing line. Wang Ying thought, wait for Shi Dayong to come back and discuss with Dayong whether it would be better to install a door there.

, Ruimin followed him out, and he must have stayed there for a long time. Dayong often went on business trips and was away from home, so it was always inconvenient. When Ruimin's snoring came over, Wang Yingcai relaxed and felt sleepy.

Gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Ruimin's little life these two days was quite colorful. On the first day, after eating meat, he seriously squinted for a while. After lunch, he couldn't sleep anymore. Even a young man doesn't have that much.

When he woke up, he wandered around the area without daring to go far, mainly because he was afraid that he would not be able to find his way back home if he walked too far. The next day, he became bolder and walked along

A main road, keep going up, and stop and go until you reach the mountain.

The horse was reined in and walked up the slope. Everywhere he looked, there were dense fruit trees. There were basically three types of fruit trees planted on this hillside: walnuts, persimmons and black dates. He knew walnuts and persimmons, but what shocked him was

, there are fruit trees all over the mountains and plains. Although they are planted in my hometown, they are just one or two planted in someone’s yard. In this season, the fruits are not yet ripe, and the green persimmons are hanging heavily on the branches, and some branches are knotted.

There were too many and he was overwhelmed and fell directly to the ground. He had never seen black dates before, but he saw that the branches were filled with bunches of small green fruits. He didn't know what they were, so he reached out and broke off a branch.

The fruit was green, and it looked like it was not yet ripe. He put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. There was no aroma. He took another curious bite. The juice just stuck to his tongue, and it was so astringent that he could not move his tongue. "

Bah, bah, bah!" Ruimin vomited several times before cleaning his mouth. "What the hell is this?" He threw the branch far away angrily.

In a few months, the persimmons will be ripe. Ruimin came all the way and didn't even see a person looking after the garden. That's right, you don't need to look at persimmons and walnuts when they are not ripe. They can't be eaten when they are raw.

When it comes to eating, you won't pick it even if you are asked to pick it. I wonder if people can pick it casually when it is ripe.

When he went home for lunch at noon, Ruimin asked Wang Ying: "Sister-in-law, I see there are persimmons everywhere on the mountain. Are they grown by me or grown by others?"

Ruimin had been at home for the past two days and had done nothing. After eating, he pushed his rice bowl away and did not even help others to clean up. Thinking of how long he would have to spend time with this person in the long years to come, Wang Ying became worried.

panic.

Wang Ying held a bowl and fed An An to eat. Hearing this, she replied calmly: "No one grew up on his own, they are all from the common people of Yanshang Village."

"Sister-in-law, there is also a kind of long string fruit on the mountain. It is astringent. What kind of fruit is it?"

In bunches? Are there any other fruits in bunches on the mountain? They are still astringent. Wang Ying thought for a while, Ruimin couldn't be talking about black dates, right? "Is it as astringent as green persimmons?"

"Yes, it's just astringent." Ruimin stretched out his finger and pinched the belly of his index finger with his thumb, "It's just this big."

"That's black date."

"Black dates? They're not black either."

Wang Ying scooped up a full spoonful of porridge and fed it into An An's mouth attentively, "It will turn black when it's cooked."

"Oh." Ruimin drank half a bowl of porridge and took a big mouthful of steamed bun. While chewing, he asked: "There are some persimmons on the mountain. When they are ripe, can they be picked?" This is what Ruimin is most concerned about at the moment.

The problem is, when he was in his hometown, that is, every Chinese New Year, his parents bought a few snacks to offer as offerings, including persimmons. After the offerings were made, they could each get one, the sweet and waxy persimmons.

He has never had enough.

"No one cares, just pick it if you want to eat it."

"Really, that's great." Ruimin nodded happily: "When the persimmons are ripe, I won't eat at home. I will go up the mountain to eat every day."

That's not possible. Persimmons are not a good thing. Wang Ying kindly reminded: "Don't eat too much of this stuff. Don't eat it on an empty stomach. Don't eat it after drinking. If you eat too much, you will develop stomach stones."

"Is there such a thing?" Ruimin had never heard of it. Hearing his sister-in-law say this, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Wang Ying really thought about Ruimin. If Ruimin got sick, she and Dayong would be the two most affected. The family was already in such a difficult situation, so how could they dare to let the family get sick again?

One night, the whole family didn't sleep well, and Sun Xiufang barely closed her eyes. She cried for a while when she thought about it, and became confused when she was tired of crying.

Shi Dayong was tossing and turning in bed unable to sleep. He kept playing movies in his mind, playing the time he spent with his father. His father took them to escape, his father took them fishing, his father went out to work, and he was hungry.

The grains distributed in the nest were brought back to their brothers to eat. Although each person could only eat two mouthfuls, the father looked at it and it was more delicious than what he ate in his own stomach.

Shi Youtian, on the other hand, seemed to have put down the last thoughts in his heart and slept soundly. In fact, how could Shi Youtian really sleep? The remaining days were numbered, not to mention the physical pain caused by the disease.

It’s hard for the big family in my hometown to live in the future. The house that was originally planned to be built has not yet been built. Not to mention the third and fourth children, the fifth and sixth children are all grown up, and they are all beaten.

He is single and can't let go! A lot of things haven't been arranged yet, how can he, a father, let go of this big family and just leave.

The stars are passing by, the sky is dawning, "ding the bell", the sound of bicycle bells is heard outside, and the sun still rises from the east in an orderly manner, bringing light and heat to the earth forever.

Shi Dayong bought breakfast, but none of the three of them were in the mood to eat it. They just took a few bites from the bar and checked out of the room early and hurried back.

The air in the cab was quite low, and it was different from when we came here. When we came here, we had hope, longing, light in our eyes, and fear of having our hopes dashed. The air at that time was relatively relaxed, and the three people said from time to time.

While gossiping, the parents had a short discussion.

Now, Shi Youtian's eyes were dark, and his turbid eyes were full of the desolation of a dying person. He had returned to the state he had just learned about his illness. His eyes often stayed in one place, and he didn't even blink for a long time.

Move it.

In the small cab, even the air seemed to have become thicker. Shi Dayong felt very suffocated. He rolled down the window and the wind rushed in, driving the air flow. He felt a little more comfortable and took a deep breath.

After a few breaths, he was afraid that his father would catch cold due to the wind and glanced sideways at Shi Youtian: "Dad, are you cold?"

Shi Youtian didn't seem to hear him. His gray hair swayed slightly with the airflow. Shi Dayong sighed slightly and hurriedly rolled up the car window.

The journey of more than three hours was so arduous. Even though Shi Dayong was driving the car very fast, the same road felt much longer than when he came.

The fingers are too wide and the time is too thin. Two days have passed in a blink of an eye. I don’t know how Dayong is doing in L County. I am counting on whether the days will succeed or not. The results should be announced today. Wang Ying did not go out, waiting and waiting.

There was no movement. Just as he was about to take An An and the sewing basket to Zhang Qiang's house for another day, he suddenly heard voices coming from the door: "Dad, Mom, we're home."

Back! Wang Ying felt relieved, put An An on the small bench, told her not to move, threw down the sewing basket and ran out, "Dayong, you are back, how is dad? What did the doctor say..."

The three people who came home all had gloomy faces, without a trace of smile. Shi Youtian looked worse than the previous two days. He lay motionless on Shi Dayong's back, his eyes sunk deeply into his sockets, but his nose appeared to be abrupt.

He is tall, his lips are slightly open, revealing his browned teeth.

Wang Ying felt bad and turned her eyes to Sun Xiufang. Sun Xiufang was also in a bad condition. She usually combed her hair smoothly and tied it into a small bun at the back of her head. Today, she was not in the mood to tidy herself up at all.

Use your fingers to gather your hair together. After such a long time, your hair has become messy and your eyes have become red and swollen from crying all night.

"Mom..." Wang Ying took the thing in Sun Xiufang's hand, looked at her mother-in-law's face, and asked softly: "How is it?"

Sun Xiufang shook her head slightly, tears welling up in her eyes. She wiped the tears on her face with her sleeves, and murmured seven heart-piercing words: "It's no longer possible. It can't be cured."

Wang Ying suddenly stopped, and it wasn't until Sun Xiufang walked three steps away that she realized what she was doing and hurriedly caught up, "Mother..."

Sun Xiufang shook her head and was unwilling to say more: "Don't ask me anymore. Ask Dayong when you have time."

Wang Ying helped Sun Xiufang into the house. Shi Dayong had already helped his father lie down on the bed. Shi Dayong had just unfolded the quilt and covered his father. Shi Youtian seemed to have just come back to his senses. He focused his distracted eyes on Shi Dayong's face.
Chapter completed!