looking back inadvertently

"Come on, call me uncle!" Chenchen was picked up by her mother and held up to Liang He. The one-year-old child couldn't make clear syllables, and babbled.

Yuan Jing cut off her wavy hair and kept short, neat hair.She was alone with the child and didn't say anything about her family's situation. Liang He could guess that she was either divorced or waiting to go through the formalities. Otherwise, why couldn't she see her brother-in-law during the Chinese New Year?Just like Xu Limei who didn't show up again, that man might have disappeared from the Liang family just like that.

Yuan Jing behaved carelessly, and did not explain at all the situation that they were the only mother and son left at home.That being the case, Liang He didn't want to say a word in front of her, and even helped take his little nephew downstairs to play.

It has been snowing for several days, sometimes big and sometimes small, and it stopped yesterday evening, and there is a slightly thicker layer outside.The weather when the snow melts is even colder. Adults don't like to go out, but children don't. They clamor to run into the snow.

Liang He's hands were firmly buried in his coat pockets.The little nephew was wrapped in cotton-padded clothes into small rice dumplings, without gloves, his hands were red, and he was still reaching out to touch the snow with his fingers—on the ground, on the branches and leaves of the shrubs... his small body stood still in the snow, staring at the snow with his fingers. There are dots of white sand-like particles on the tip, with a serious expression as if conducting some scientific research, and then stuffed it into the mouth.

"Chenchen!"

When Yuan Jing came to the garden of the community, what she saw was the scene of a one-year-old child licking the snow from his hands while Liang He was watching.

"Why did you come down?" Liang He asked.

"If I don't come down, you still continue to let my son eat snow," Yuan Jing scolded, but she didn't show any anger, she just smiled and pulled Chenchen's hand from her mouth, "Why don't you care about him?"

"He's fresh, the more he tries, the more vigorous he is." Liang He's toes were extremely numb from the cold, and he could only stand still, "But will it be too cold?"

"Isn't it? Grandma told you to go up."

Yuan Jing had already held her son in her arms. Although the little boy was reluctant, he still looked at the flower bed, but he didn't resist. After a few seconds, he hugged his mother's neck obediently.

"Sister, you—" Liang He looked at her side face, with tangled words swirling around his lips.

"What's the matter," Yuan Jing said with a smile, "I'm sorry to ask if I'm divorced?"

Liang He observed her expression carefully, and couldn't see any depression: "Are you alone now?"

"Of course, how could I be so comfortable." Yuan Jing said it lightly, as if it was something worth celebrating.

It's strange, when she talked about the divorce, she had almost the same expression as when she got married.Liang He can still remember the scene where she played with herself in the past, but now she is holding the child.

He didn't know what to say, and touched his nephew's cold little hand: "Did you ask him to wear gloves?"

"He doesn't wear it." Yuan Jing lifted the child up, "You brat has an idea."

"I think he's very nice."

"That was in front of you." She pulled the child's hand away from her mouth again, "How can such a big child be skinny."

Yuan Jing herself still looks like a big child, even if she is with Chenchen, she is a bit like a sibling.Liang He kept this thought in his heart.

He is only in his teens, and his marriage or family is too far away, but they are all of them, the two couples have broken up, first his parents, then his cousin, and they really lack the fate of being together for a hundred years.Liang He didn't yearn for this long-term contract relationship at first, and now he is even more confused about why he should bother himself.

The two left the small square with their children.It was getting dark, Qin Ying and the others upstairs were preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.Now private fireworks are not allowed in the city, and no sound can be heard outside the window, only the room is warm and lively.

Although Liang He didn't enter the kitchen, he helped make dumplings and gave Chenchen a small piece of noodles.The little boy was sitting alone on the children's dining chair, kneading the dough with great joy.

The round dining table that Qin Ying thought was too big came in handy tonight. It was just right for six adults and one child. The table was full of dishes, and Liang Zheng and his sister Liang Mei were next to each other.

On the day of Chinese New Year, ask for a family reunion.But for decades, people from the same family have their own lives, far from being seamless as they were under the same roof; I haven't seen each other for a long time, and at the dinner table, they are just chatting about daily life and talking nonsense.

Liang He lost his desire to express in this atmosphere of pretentiousness among the elders, and it was a little more interesting to tease his little nephew.

My aunt and cousin left after dinner, and the TV became the only source of sound in the living room.Qin Ying loves to watch evening shows, and Liang Zheng has a lot of phone calls, so he can't sit on the sofa for a while, so he goes to the balcony to deal with one after another New Year's call.

When the landline in the living room rang, Qin Ying was watching the sketch performed by Huang Hong and Gong Hanlin with great interest. Although she was closer to the phone, Liang He went to answer it first. Guess it was Liang Zheng, just help answer it.

"Hello, hello."

"Liang He?" The other side of the phone was stunned, and asked uncertainly, "Is it Liang He?"

Liang He looked at the caller ID, it was an unknown number, but he could basically distinguish the voice: "Are you Shen Zhe?"

"Yes," Shen Zhe responded immediately, "You were so serious just now, I thought I made a mistake."

"I thought it was my dad," he said, "you didn't use your cell phone to call?"

"My cell phone is out of battery, so I use it from my grandpa's house."

"What's the matter?" Liang He was a little surprised to receive his call, "Are there any questions?"

Shen Zhe fell into silence, and replied after a while: "Can you stop thinking about homework, today is thirty years old."

Liang He rolled his eyes: "Every time you call, don't you always ask maths, or English?"

"That can't be a big New Year's question, please forgive me..." Shen Zhe said a few more words, and there was a noisy background sound on the other end of the phone, which was hard to hear.

"What's the sound over there?" Liang He asked loudly, "I can't hear you clearly!"

After finally calming down a bit, Shen Zhe continued: "Just now firecrackers were set off outside."

"Can you shoot cannons?"

"Well, it's not in the city."

Shen Zhe's grandfather's house seems to be in a small county town, and I heard him mention it the day we were doing homework together.

"Listen!" Shen Zhe raised the microphone towards the window, "Did you hear that?"

Did you let yourself listen to the sound of the cannons being fired... Liang He secretly smiled: "What's the point of the cannons being fired? Why don't you go and see it?"

"Just a minute," he went on, "didn't you hear what I just said? I wanted to wish you a happy new year."

"Thank you, you too, happy new year," his voice was louder, and Liang He raised his voice unconsciously, "Hey, don't you know how to call all the classmates in class?" This kind of meaningless New Year's call phones are usually mass-produced.

"How is it possible," Shen Zhe denied, "I'll call you and Wen Shan, let others forget it."

"Why?"

"I have a good relationship with you." Xu Wenshan is his girlfriend, and Liang He is a classmate. In Shen Zhe's consciousness, just calling them is enough.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion over there again, and it seemed that some elders were calling his name.

"Okay, I'm going to set off the cannon too," he bid farewell to Liang He, "Let's see you at the beginning of school."

In a few days, school will start, Liang He will also leave "Tianyuan", and return to the Fourth Middle School with Qin Ying.

"Well, say hello to your family." After Liang He finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"Wen Hao?" Among Liang He's classmates, Qin Ying is most familiar with Wen Hao, and she didn't pay attention to the conversation between him and Shen Zhe just now, so she doesn't know who she was fighting with.

"No." Liang He didn't tell her that it was the one you met and visited the house, he just said "another classmate".

"Make more friends."

"Ah."

Speaking of Wen Hao, although this kid would call him from time to time, bragging about it, but he never seemed to make a special call during the New Year or other festivals, full of thick lines.

Of course, Liang He himself is not such a caring and meticulous person, he just can't think of taking the initiative to develop relationships.