The daily garden of rebirth

Tang Qianhe was taken aback, and almost threw the bowl of rice flour in his hand to the ground. Before he opened his mouth to speak, he saw Gu Zhaoyang running over like a gust of wind, covering his two sides like an old hen protecting its cubs. In front of a child, the face is very serious, a pair of beautiful eyes, wide open, full of vigilance.

Tang Qianhe: "..." Looking at Gu Zhaoyang's series of actions, he only felt sad and distressed.

"I don't know how to do anything." Putting down the porcelain bowl in his hand, Tang Qian smiled and stood still.

Gu Zhaoyang glared at Tang Qianhe, then turned his head, and reprimanded Gu Zhili who was standing behind him: "Didn't I tell you not to approach him? What are you doing holding your brother now!"

Gu Zhili listened to his elder brother's reprimand, lowered his head, and replied in a low voice: "Just now, my younger brother has been crying since my elder brother left. I didn't listen to how I coaxed him. I don't know why. My younger brother's eyes were swollen when he cried. The elder brother came over, he coaxed the younger brother well, and even fed the younger brother rice porridge, he was preparing to make rice porridge for us to eat just now."

Speaking of this, Gu Zhili raised his head, his eyes were bright: "Brother said, the rice paste is delicious, and I can smell it, it smells so good. I haven't smelled such a scent since my parents left." " At the end of the speech, Gu Zhili had already started to sniff his nose, his eyes were red.

Hearing his younger brother's words, Gu Zhaoyang's eyes flashed with guilt, and he could smell the fragrance. However, he was not sure whether the person in front of him was a good person or a bad person. Although he had been with him for half a month, he felt that the person in front of him was only older than him. A three or four-year-old boy should not be a bad person, but his relatives only have two younger brothers, and he can't lose any of them.

Moreover, he promised his parents to take good care of his two younger brothers.

Gu Zhili saw that his brother's expression was not very good, and when he remembered what he said just now, he immediately felt that he had said something wrong, and he stood there helplessly.

He wanted to reach out to hold his brother's hand, but because he was holding his younger brother, he couldn't free his hand at all, so tears were about to come out, so he had to explain anxiously: "Brother, I didn't mean to complain, I'm sorry, I'm not Deliberately disobedient, but big brother is really a good person..."

Gu Zhaoyang lowered his head, looked at his younger brother who was one head shorter than himself, raised his hand to take the younger brother in Gu Zhili's arms, and then freed his hand to wipe Gu Zhili's eyes, "Don't cry, I understand."

After appeasing his younger brother, Gu Zhaoyang turned around and looked at Tang Qianhe who had been standing there with a complicated expression, as if he was struggling.

After a long time, Gu Zhaoyang said, "What is that rice porridge made of?"

Tang Qian replied: "Use rice."

Gu Zhaoyang looked down at his little brother who was waving his small fist in his arms, then turned his head to look at his second brother standing beside him with longing eyes, and finally compromised, saying to Tang Qianhe: "You take Come in, your illness hasn't healed yet, it's not very good to stand like this."

After speaking, Gu Zhaoyang hugged the little brother in his arms, turned around first, and walked towards the next room. After seeing the clean and tidy inside, he opened his eyes in surprise. He remembered that it was still messy in the morning.

He turned around and asked, "Did you do all of this?"

Tang Qianhe's pace was a bit slow, but when he stepped over the threshold, he heard Gu Zhaoyang's question, so he nodded and replied: "Well, I was idle just now, so I sorted it out."

After finishing speaking, Tang Qianhe had already walked to Gu Zhaoyang's side. He put the porcelain bowl in his hand on the table, and after thinking for a while, he picked up the two spoons in the bowl and put them into his mouth, licked them, and squinted. I squinted my eyes and thought to myself, it tastes so good.

Putting his used spoon aside, he took two new ones and put them in a bowl. After finishing these, Tang Qianhe turned around and looked at Gu Zhaoyang quietly, seeing the doubts flashing in his eyes one after another, he apologized eyes, the corners of the mouth slightly raised, and said in a warm voice: "You guys eat, I'll go back to my room first, I'm a little tired."

When passing by Gu Zhaoyang, Tang Qianhe heard Gu Zhaoyang's unique child's voice, but said in a cold tone: "Thank you, and I'm sorry."

Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Tang Qianhe's mouth grew stronger.

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After Tang Qianhe left, Gu Zhaoyang looked at the two small bowls of fragrant rice porridge on the table, and called to Gu Zhili, who was already drooling, to come over: "Take a bowl and eat it."

With his brother's permission, Gu Zhili couldn't wait to trot to the table, sat down on the stool, picked up the porcelain bowl, and started to eat.

The rice paste melts in the mouth, the taste is soft, glutinous and sweet, and after swallowing it, the fragrance remains on the lips and teeth. Gu Zhili's bright eyes suddenly widened after taking a bite, and then took several mouthfuls one after another. He looked at the food in his bowl There is still half a bowl of rice noodles, and I am a little reluctant to eat it.

On the other hand, Gu Yule, who was nestled in Gu Zhaoyang's arms, had a big smile on his small face after eating the rice cereal, and he seemed to feel that it was delicious, so he pulled his elder brother's sleeve with his small hands, and opened his mouth , the big eyes are like saying 'I want it, I want it, I want it'.

Gu Zhaoyang fed it to his younger brother who was nestled in his arms one by one. Seeing his happy appearance, a smile appeared on his face that had been cold since just now.

Gu Zhili saw that his elder brother was feeding his younger brother the whole time, and he didn't seem to move. He touched his belly that was not full yet, and pushed the remaining half bowl of rice porridge in front of his elder brother, and whispered: "Brother, I'll leave these for you to eat."

Gu Zhaoyang raised his head to look at his younger brother, seeing that his eyes had not left the rice paste, the smile on his face became wider: "No need, if Xiaoli wants to eat, just eat it."

Although he heard Gu Zhaoyang say this, Gu Zhili did not reach out to take back half a bowl of rice porridge, but waved his hand and said seriously: "I've had enough."

While the two brothers were talking, a female voice came from the door, her voice was loud, and when the voice fell, she had already walked in by herself, holding a basket in her hand, in which were several eggs and a bag of rice.

Gu Zhaoyang hugged Gu Yule and turned around, looking at his aunt who had been taking good care of him since his parents passed away, the expression on his face that didn't fit his age was finally changed to one that should be at this age——

A little mischievous, even with a coquettish expression.

"Auntie, are you here?" Gu Zhili was the first to jump up. He rushed into the arms of the incoming person like a cannonball, hugged the other person's waist, raised his head, and his expression was full of joy: "Brother Dazhuang is there?" come?"

Da Zhuang is Zhang Mei's son, ten years old this year, but he is much taller than the malnourished Gu Zhaoyang and Gu Zhili brothers.

Zhang Mei looked down at the child who was hugging her waist, smiled and stretched out her hand to touch Gu Zhili's head, and said, "Da Zhuang went up the mountain with his father, but he didn't come here." Then she said distressedly: "Little Li Didn't your brothers eat well? Why are you thinner than last time?"

Gu Zhili replied earnestly: "No, I eat seriously, and my brother also eats, but my brother is too tired recently, and I have to help others with things every day."

After hearing Gu Zhili's words, Zhang Mei raised her head and looked at Gu Zhaoyang, who was sitting on the stool with Gu Yule in his arms. Her eyes were distressed. She sighed, and wanted to say something, but found that her comfort was of no avail. Let it go.

She took Gu Zhili's hand and walked to the table, put down the basket she was carrying, and said to Gu Zhaoyang: "Xiaoyang, my aunt's house doesn't have any good things. The two old hens at home have dropped a few. Eggs, I just brought three, and a bag of rice, freshly threshed, you guys eat first, I’ll bring it if there’s not enough.”

When Gu Zhaoyang's parents passed away, the rice fields had just been harvested. In order to make his parents leave more beautifully, Gu Zhaoyang insisted on selling all the rice in order to raise enough money to buy a coffin and bury his parents together. .

The rice left over was not enough for three children to eat, and the few acres of land left by their family could not be plowed by a single child. When the farming season was busy, every family was busy planting and arable land, and there was no time to help. The fields are so deserted.

Occasionally, people in the village would take pity on the three brothers and send some food over. However, although Linshui Village relies on mountains, it does not rely on water, and is not rich. It is not easy for every household to take care of themselves. What about other people's children?

Therefore, in most cases, it is Gu Zhao who helps others to do some easy farm work in exchange for food, and only Zhang Mei will send some food every month. Although it is not much, it is enough for the three of them. Last half a month.

Gu Zhaoyang actually didn't want to accept Zhang Mei's eggs, because Zhang Mei's family actually had two children, the eldest was ten years old, and he had a five-year-old younger sister who was just in need of health care, but he looked at the six-year-old in his arms. The one-month-old younger brother still hopes that his younger brother will be better, so he ordered some.

"Auntie, thank you."

"Thank you, your mother and I are good sisters, and your father and mother took good care of our family before they were alive." Zhang Mei smelled a sweet smell and asked curiously: "Xiao Zhao , what does it smell like, why is it so fragrant?"

Gu Zhili heard what he said, and as if showing off his treasure, he held up the half bowl of rice porridge to Zhang Mei, and said, "Auntie, this is it. Big brother made it. It's called rice porridge. It's delicious."

"Xiao Zhao made it?" Zhang Mei thought that Gu Zhili's big brother was referring to Gu Zhaoyang, she took the porcelain bowl, put it under her nose, smelled it, it was indeed very fragrant, and it was that kind of rice fragrance.

Zhang Mei was quite curious about the taste of this stuff, so she lowered her head, looked at Gu Zhili and asked, "Little Li, can auntie have a taste of this?"