Carrying a Hoe to Cultivate

In the middle of the night, everything was silent, and Xia Yi frowned in his sleep.

In the dream, he came to the hospital full of the smell of disinfectant again, and sat on the bench outside the operating room with his head folded.My parents went out for a self-driving tour and got into a car accident, and now they are both lying in it.He heard the loud cries of children at the end of the corridor, and the feet in nurse's shoes came and went on the floor in front of him.

There was a lot of blood on his jacket, which belonged to his mother. When he received the call and rushed to the hospital, his father had already entered the operating room, and his mother was lying on the bed and was about to be pushed in.

She was still sober then, only looking paler.With trembling lips, she murmured to Xia Yi who was holding her hand tightly: "I'm just worried that you will be alone in the future..."

Seeing the hospital bed being slowly pushed into the operating room, Xia Yi froze in place, repeating a sentence mechanically in his heart, "Mom, don't leave me, Mom..."

"Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi, wake up, Xiao Yi." The urgent call pulled Xia Yi out of his sleep, it was Gu Wenzhu's voice.

"Brother Zhu." Xia Yi opened his teary eyes, choking on his sobs.

"I'm here, I'm here," Gu Wenzhu hugged him in his arms, stroked his back, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare? I heard you crying from next door .”

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to gently wipe the tears on Xia Yi's face, "What nightmare did you do? You cried so sadly."

Xia Yi was still sobbing, and said intermittently: "I dreamed about my parents. He, they also said, worried, worried that I will be alone in the future..."

Gu Wenzhu got up and went to the clean room next door to get a towel, and while wiping Xia Yi's face, he said in a low voice: "If you have this kind of dream again in the future, you should tell the elder in your dream that you are not alone, and someone will take care of you for the rest of your life." You, tell them not to worry. They pampered you for the first ten years, and you will be favored by Brother Zhu for the next 80 years."

"Is it better now? Do you want to drink some water?" Gu Wenzhu hugged Xia Yi through the quilt and gently patted him, watching him gradually calm down and stop sobbing.

"It's not good, I don't want to drink." Xia Zhu nestled in Gu Wenzhu's arms, stretched out two fingers from under the blanket to hook his clothes corners, "It will be good if you accompany me."

"Okay, then you lie down first, I will accompany you, and leave after you fall asleep." Gu Wen coaxed in a gentle voice.

"Lie down beside me." Xia Yi moved inside to free up half of the bed.Gu Wenzhu hesitated for a moment, but in the end he just sat on the edge of the bed and leaned against the back of the bed.Xia Zhu turned over and lay on his side facing him, then took his hand that had fallen on the quilt and placed it around his waist, and then closed his eyes.

Gu Wenzhu didn't dare to vent his anger, so he sat with one hand on Xia Zhu's waist.

"Touch your ears." Xia Zhu snorted suddenly.

???

What?Touch your ears?

"When I was a child, every night when I went to bed, I needed my mother to touch my ears to fall asleep. Didn't you say that you would continue to spoil me for them?" Xia Yi opened his eyes slightly, his voice still a little hoarse.Because she had just cried, the end of her eyes were flushed, and her eyes were as bright as washed, with clusters of eyelashes clinging to them.

Gu Wenzhu stretched out his other hand with difficulty, and gently stroked Xia Zhu's ear.

"I want to hear you sing." After lying down for a while, Xia Zhu suddenly said, "When I was a child, my mother coaxed me to sleep and sang to me on the bedside."

He didn't hear Gu Wenzhu's reply for a long time, and even the hand touching the ear stopped moving. Xia Yi opened his eyes, raised his head and complained: "After I just finished speaking, if you want to spoil me like my mother, then it doesn't matter what you say." gone?"

"But I don't know how to sing at all." Gu Wenyi looked blank.

"If you think about it carefully, you will definitely sing a song and a half. I don't mind it, just hum a few words." Xia Yi lay down again and closed his eyes, "Think quickly, sing when you think about it, I'm still waiting to hear it Sleep well."

After speaking, he let out a long yawn.

After a while, just when Xia Yi thought that Gu Wenzhu couldn't sing, a trembling singing voice with incomplete pentatonic accent sounded out:

Small orchids, white and beautiful, as clean as snow, as bright as the moon...

Xia Yi:? ? ? ? ? !!!!!!!!!

Well, don't be too picky, Zhuge can sing is already good.

Xia Yi curled up under the quilt, quietly listening to Gu Wenzhu humming a little tune.Although the tune has traveled a long way, but I can hear it roughly, and I still feel a little familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere before.

Where is it?In TV series?wrong.Nursery rhymes for kids?Not right either.

But why so familiar?I feel like I can hum along with that song too.

Suddenly, in a blink of an eye, a scene flashed in Xia Yi's mind: a young man in a white shirt was running in the forest with a bouquet of orchids in his hand. posture.

He also sang a cheerful little song.

Small orchids, slender branches, as small as a waist, like jade carvings...

"Brother Zhu, where did you learn this song?" Xia Yi simply turned over and asked Gu Wenzhu.

Gu Wenzhu closed his mouth and began to recall, after thinking for a while, a trace of confusion appeared on his face: "I don't remember, maybe my mother sang it to me when I was young?"

"Forget it if you don't remember it, let's go to sleep." Xia Yi yawned again, and buried himself deeply in the pillow.

Xia Yi woke up in the morning, the sun came in through the window, and the yard was quiet, Gu Wenzhu had already gone to the ground.

After squatting in bed for a while, I lazily got up to wash up.After cleaning up, I went to the kitchen and lifted the lid of the pot to see that there was still steam in the pot of big steamed stuffed buns.Every time Gu Wenzhu left him a meal, he would use a layer of ashes to put it on the firewood. Although there was no open flame, the residual temperature kept the breakfast steaming.

Xia Yi was eating porridge with one hand and buns with the other, when he heard a burst of chaotic footsteps from outside the courtyard wall, accompanied by Li Zhu's loud voice, "Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi, are you there? Xiao Yi. "

"I'm here." Xia Yi hurriedly replied loudly, while putting the porridge bowl on the table, wondering what happened.

The courtyard door was suddenly pushed open, and then I saw Li Zhu retreating in small steps backwards, still shouting "lightly, lightly."

Stepping back a little further, one could see that he was carrying a wooden plank in his hand, and there was clearly a person lying on it, with a pair of feet exposed.

Xia Yi didn't even look carefully, but felt his head "buzz", his legs went limp in an instant, and the bun in his hand fell to the ground.Staggering two steps forward, he asked softly with trembling lips, "Brother Zhu? Is it Brother Zhu?"

"Come in, come in, take it easy." Li Zhu was still directing loudly to the stretcher-bearer at the other end. He caught a glimpse of something wrong with Xia Yi, and quickly said, "It's not Wen Zhu, Xiao Yi, it's not Wen Zhu, it's your relative."

As soon as he heard that it was not Gu Wenzhu, Xia Yi let out a long sigh of relief, his heart was instantly settled, and his feet were no longer soft.Then he wondered and asked, "What kind of relatives do I have? Where do I have relatives?"

"I don't know, come and see for yourself." While speaking, Li Zhu and several villagers had already carried the door panel into the yard and put it on the ground.

Xia Yi took a closer look, but before he could see the face of the person on the door panel, he knew it in his heart just by looking at the blue long gown with dark patterns embroidered on it and a wide robe with large sleeves.

Is this Liu Siqian crossing over again?

When he saw his face clearly, Xia Yi couldn't help being stunned, this is not Liu Siqian.A little fatter than him, a little younger, probably in his 40s.

I saw that although he closed his eyes tightly, he held a bowl in one hand and hugged his chest, and held a wooden stick tightly in the other hand, not letting go even in a coma.

"It was Er Niu who found him. He was running around in the valley at the other end of the mountain. When he saw Er Niu, he asked him if he recognized Xia Yi. Er Niu said he did, and then he rolled his eyes and passed out." Li Zhu While fanning himself with the hem of his clothes, he narrated, "It looks like he fainted from hunger."

"Is it also from fleeing famine? Which costume did you choose to put it on? It's so pitiful that you haven't eaten enough, ouch, even if you faint, you know how to squeeze the begging stick and bowl to death. We dig hard I can’t even dig it out.” Er Niu sighed while shaking his head while sweating.

Xia Yi's mind was spinning rapidly, he already knew my name, Liu Siqian must have told him when he went back, could it be that they had mastered the method of time travel, and told him to come here to find me before time travel?

"How about it, do you recognize him?" Li Zhu asked Xia Yi.

Xia Yi nodded quickly, "I recognize him, he is my fourth uncle, and he probably won't be able to survive, so he fled from famine and came here to find me."

Several people were talking to ask the doctor to take a look, when they heard a long groan, and then the person on the door moved, and woke up faintly.

As soon as he woke up, he looked around with his eyeballs, and his lips moved as he wanted to say something.

Xia Yi was afraid that he would say something inappropriate in front of everyone, so without waiting for him to speak out, he yelled emotionally, "Fourth Uncle! You have come to find me, I am Xia Yi."

The man was lying on the door panel and watching Xia Yi, his eyes were blank at first, and after a while, as if he slowly remembered something, his eyes slid by in turn, including but not limited to thinking, suspicion, surprise, affirmation, joy, sadness and other emotions.

Then with trembling lips, he said with a sob: "Xiao Yi, you have grown taller, and you look more like your mother."

I rub it, this is a showman.