Double Life: My whole world is you

"Mom, put down your load and take a rest. I'll go over to the left first and come back to pick up my brother. You can carry the load and walk on." After saying this, Cheng Qiao prepared to go to the left edge of the field and try to walk down slowly.

Cheng's mother quickly held her back and said, "No, the snow on both sides of the field is not thick, but it is too slippery and the road is too narrow. I'm afraid you will fall down."

Cheng Qiao was standing on the road, looking at the narrow 90-degree road without any guardrails in front of her. She was very scared, but she looked calm because she knew it was the only way to go. "I'll walk slowly, it should be fine."

Cheng's mother held her back again and said, "Be obedient. Take your brother and wait for me upstairs."

After that, Cheng Ma used a shoulder pole to slowly push the snow to both sides of the middle road. She moved one step at a time to ensure that the two children behind her were safe. Cheng Qiao wanted to help, but she was holding a bag in one hand, and the bag was filled with clothes and shoes, so she couldn't put it on the ground. Twenty minutes later, Cheng Ma walked down and smiled. Cheng Qiao was about to come down, but Cheng Ma stopped her again, "Stand up there, I'll come up to pick you up."

Cheng's mother came up to help Cheng Qiao take a bag, then led her down with a shoulder pole and went to pick up Cheng Zhu who was already halfway there, and finally climbed up to pick up the basket. However, when she was almost at the bottom, she fell without paying attention. Cheng Qiao and Cheng Zhu hurriedly went up to help her up. She stood up from the thick snow, and her clothes and shoes were covered with snow. Looking at the two anxious children, she tried to stand up, and smiled gently at them despite the pain, "It's okay, it's okay."

She quickly dumped the snow off her shoes and prepared to pick up the load to move forward. Cheng Qiao held her back and insisted on helping her carry the backpack. She knew she couldn't carry the load, but she should be able to carry the backpack. Cheng's mother refused, "You have already helped your brother carry his things. This backpack is not heavy. It was just an accident. Mom is fine."

"Mom, you are always like this. No matter what happens, you always endure it." Cheng Qiao said angrily with a frown.

"Mom is an adult, trust me." She picked up the load again, "When I was selling fruit, I carried the load for a day and you forgot."

"Mom..." Cheng Qiao stood there dissatisfied.

"Okay! Hurry up and keep up. We'll be fine once we get home." Cheng's mother looked back at her and continued walking forward. Cheng Qiao had no choice but to keep up.

After walking two kilometers of flat path, we had to cross a three or four meter bridge, which was built with a three or four meter long cement block. Below was a small lake, which was surrounded by white. After crossing the bridge, there was a lake embankment of more than one thousand meters. This lake embankment only connected two bays, so not many people walked on it. Cheng's mother walked in front and reminded us, "Follow my steps closely, follow my footprints."

On the other side of the lake embankment is a small Wu Bay. Twenty meters away from the Wu Bay, there is a 20-centimeter bridge. This bridge is slightly stronger than the previous bridge. At least there are two chrome iron frames on both sides. Although it does not provide any safety, it is still a bit comforting. The footprints on the bridge are shallower, and Cheng Ma always has to take two more steps for every step. The family finally crossed the bridge safely. After crossing the bridge, there is a mountain road consisting of three hills of different sizes. They have to be careful again, walking step by step along the uneven 300-meter mountain road. Finally, they are on a normal road. After walking another 500 meters, they can see Cheng Sanguan Bay from afar. Cheng Ma put the basket aside and took off her woolen armor. She only wore a warm coat and a sweater. Cheng Qiao and Cheng Zhu also wanted to take off their clothes, but Cheng Ma only allowed them to wear cotton jackets and not take them off.

Finally, after 600 meters, they arrived at Chengsanguanwan. This was the way to school that Cheng Qiao had to take when she was in the fourth grade and studying at home. It was really like crossing mountains and rivers. She had asked Cheng's mother countless times since she was a child, and this time she asked again, "Mom, how did you fall in love with my dad in the first place?"

"Your father is a good man, hardworking and ambitious." Cheng's mother answered her question with a smile, "But I really didn't expect it to be such a bay. I didn't expect his family to be so poor, and I didn't expect him to leave so young."

"Mom, do you regret it?" Cheng Qiao asked again.

"There's nothing to regret. Everyone has their own destiny. If he were still alive, our family would definitely be no worse off than anyone else's." Cheng's mother said, "With you all, no matter how hard it is for me, I'm happy."

Cheng Qiao was silent and didn't say anything. She saw an aunt or uncle from the clan saw them from afar when they just entered the bay. When they were about to pass by his house, they went in and closed the door. She was sensitive and uncomfortable facing these things since she was a child. She really didn't have a good impression of this bay where she was born. From childhood to adulthood, it brought her nothing but indifference. After she went to the city in her previous life, they rarely came back. Even during the Chinese New Year, only Cheng Zhu would accompany Cheng Ma to clean up their house in this bay. Cheng Qiao hadn't been back for several years. She really hated this place.

It was more than a thousand meters from entering the bay to their home. Along the way, only two elderly grandmothers greeted Cheng's mother. The others either pretended not to know her or turned around and went into the house silently when they were about to pass by their house. Cheng Zhu, who had been in high spirits and chattering, had not spoken since entering the bay.

Although their house is not the most remote in the bay, it is some distance away from other houses. There is a dilapidated tile kiln as soon as you enter, and then there is an empty area which is their house. Behind it is a hill of medium height, but it blocks the other houses. There is a house on the left. In front of it, there is an activity area of ​​more than one meter, and the rest is the yard of the house on the left. They have planted fruit trees, and further ahead is the road. There are only two families in this place, and the other houses are more than a hundred meters away from them.

At this time, Cheng's mother looked at the thick snow. She put down the basket again, used a shoulder pole to push away the thick snow bit by bit, and walked towards the house with difficulty. It took another quarter of an hour to walk less than 50 meters. After arriving at the house, Cheng's mother looked up at the thick snow on the tiles and frowned slightly, but when she turned around and saw the two children, she smiled again. She took out the key from her body and opened the wooden door, smiling happily and said, "We are finally home, let's go in quickly."

Cheng Qiao's nose was sour. This house was built in 2000 by Cheng's mother using the compensation money from Cheng's father. It was a one-and-a-half-story red brick house with no paint on the outside. Although it had only been six or seven years, no one had lived there for years and the house looked a little old.

Cheng Zhu threw the bag on the ground, threw his schoolbag on top of the bag, took off his coat, and pulled Cheng Qiao, "Sister, let's go get something for mom."

Cheng Qiao came to her senses, took off her belongings and followed Cheng Zhu to the tile kiln. Cheng Zhu grabbed a basket and said to Cheng Ma, "My sister and I will carry one, and you take one."

Mother Cheng looked at the two of them with a bit of a smile on her face, but seeing how serious they were, she finally smiled and waved her hand, "Okay, I know you feel sorry for me, you can carry this back home."