I open a small shop to support my family

Standing at the door of the kitchen, Yu Jinhuai watched his fiery figure disappear into the corner of the wall, and rubbed his forehead helplessly. If he hadn't made a gesture to himself just now, Yu Jinhuai would have thought he was not feeling well.

"Little uncle." Just as he was about to turn around, he heard Yu Zhining's voice. Looking back, he saw him carrying a basket and humming across the threshold, his dark eyes still looking around, "You see little uncle?" Yet?"

He was still at his little aunt's house just now, talking to his little aunt about how delicious the sugar buns were, and when he finished eating the buns he was holding, he couldn't find Meng Yunshu when he turned around. It was Yu Jinyue who told him about his My little uncle went home.

Yu Jinyue wanted to see him off, but Yu Zhining didn't, and the two families were not far away, only a few steps away. He carried the basket by himself and ran home on his calves.

"Well, he has something to do." As if he was afraid of Yu Zhining asking more questions, Yu Jinhuai went directly to pick him up, took his basket with the other hand, and carried him into the kitchen.

Today is the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, if I don't go to see my parents and brother and sister-in-law, I'm afraid they will fall asleep at night.

Ever since he brought Meng Yunshu home, he has never led him to show it to his family. Thinking of this, Yu Jinhuai coaxed Yu Zhining to play alone, and found a basket by himself, and put yellow paper and gold ingots in it , He brought a jug of wine and two cups, and after packing, he put the bamboo basket on the table in the main room.

Sitting quietly waiting for Meng Yunshu.

His eyes followed Yu Zhining who was running in the yard, Ah Ning couldn't go, he was still too young.

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In the canteen, Meng Yunshu, who had tidied her clothes, walked in, and it was Lu Ruan who came.

Not only was he wearing a thick padded jacket, but he was also wearing a pure white fox fur. The hat on his head was connected with the fox fur. The surrounding fur made his face more rounded. The heavy clothes and the fox fur It fell to his feet and swayed slightly as he walked.

Since becoming pregnant, his temperament has gradually changed. According to Meng Yunshu, he has more of a loving father's temperament.

Not only did he not sit in a wheelchair when he came to the commissary this time, He Zhengzhi also did not follow behind him. Meng Yunshu looked behind him several times curiously.

Jokingly asked: "He is assured that you will come here alone today?"

Lu Ru'an waved his hand, and when he touched the hat on his head, he put down his raised hand for a moment.

Meng Yunshu saw that he wanted to take off his hat, but he didn't move when he did.

"Yunshu, I haven't seen you for a long time, why not make fun of me as soon as we meet?" Lu Ru'an propped his arms on the counter, then leaned on his chin, and blinked innocently.

"Speak well." Meng Yunshu couldn't help but took a step back, with disgust on his face, they didn't have to hold it like this after they had been with each other for so long.

As soon as his words came out, Lu Ru'an took a breath and played with his hands idly.

She still didn't forget to complain to Meng Yunshu: "The New Year's Eve is approaching, and there are many things in the court. He is too busy. If it were normal, I would have already helped him with it."

As he spoke, he changed his posture, "But I'm pregnant now, and I don't think there's anything wrong with it, but he just said no, and people stared at me, and I didn't go anywhere, it's so annoying."

Hearing this, Meng Yunshu would be a fool if he still didn't understand.

He figured it out, what was complaining, it was clearly a show of affection, the words of dislike, the smile and happiness in the eyes could not deceive anyone.

"Oh, by the way, did you bake and eat the sweet potatoes I gave you last time?" Although the skin of the sweet potatoes produced in the farm is burnt black and brown after being roasted, the flesh inside is like caramel. It was fluffy and sweet in his mouth, which was many times better than the roasted sweet potatoes he ate in modern times.

Lu Ru'an nodded, and replied, "Eat, it's delicious."

The taste of sweet potatoes brought back by him is simply heaven and earth.

"Is there any more fruit?" Lu Ru'an was so greedy that he hadn't eaten fresh fruit for a long time. While talking, his eyes wandered over the peaches and apples on the shelf.

Thinking about which one to eat first after buying it?how to eat

Jam or candied apples?

Seeing his drooling eyes, Meng Yunshu rubbed her forehead, "Yes, I'll get it for you."

After finishing the sentence, he carried all the fruits on the shelf and put them on the counter, then turned around and went to the farm behind, and came in with a few sugarcane and small tomatoes in his arms after a while.

"I'll treat you to eat when I plant strawberries and grapes next year."

Lu Ru'an narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said softly, "Okay."

"By the way, it's almost Chinese New Year. I have nothing to give you. This is the fruit of the seven-color spiritual grass that I got from the plane of cultivation. I pierce it and put it in a water basin. The white cloth can be dyed after a day of soaking. It won't fade." As he spoke, Meng Yunshu took out a small box from the warehouse, which was filled with seven fruits of different colors, each of which looked gorgeous.

"You can combine them as you like." Meng Yunshu said, pushing the small box in front of him, then as if remembering something, bent down and took out several rolls of wool, and put them on the counter, "Here, the wool I made, I can knit two adult sweaters, and I will give it to you, and you can also dye it."

Lu Ru'an was fond of touching the small box at first, staring at the colored beads inside with bright eyes, but after Meng Yunshu took out the wool, he decisively gave up the colored beads, and touched the wool again, the tentacles were soft, and knitted into a sweater It must be comfortable to wear.

Before Lu Ru'an could react, he said again: "I taught Naritu the house where wool was made into clothes. When they shed wool for sheep in the coming year, they won't have to worry about running out of wool."

Hearing this, Lu Ru'an was very happy, his excited hands tightly grasped Meng Yunshu's hand, no matter how much he struggled, he would not let go.

"Yunshu, you are amazing." Lu Ruan praised sincerely, looking at Meng Yunshu with shining eyes, and immediately let go of his hand after realizing that his hand was heavy, and said instead: "I know you will definitely miss me , No, I miss you too, and the New Year's gift I want to give you will arrive at your house one day at the latest."

Hearing that Lu Ru'an also gave him a gift, Meng Yunshu frowned and asked, "What did you give?"

I saw Lu Ru'an's unfathomable face with a smile on his lips, but he didn't answer his question.

Until he left Meng Yunshu, no words came out of his mouth.

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As soon as Meng Yunshu came out from the backyard, before he could react, Yu Zhining who rushed out suddenly hugged his legs tightly. Regardless of how small he was, the impact was not small. Meng Yunshu was hit by him and took two steps back before stopping.

The drooping eyes with a headache happened to meet a pair of bright eyes, which were as clear and transparent as a pool of spring water. The owner of the eyes blinked guiltily after realizing that he might have done something wrong, realizing that Meng Yunshu might have done something wrong. After he was not so angry, he first showed a flattering smile, then preemptively hugged Meng Yunshu's legs, rubbed against his stomach, and tried his best to stand on tiptoe to touch his face.

Only then said slowly: "Little uncle, I'm sorry, it was Aning who was wrong, Aning just missed you too much, and definitely didn't mean to run over and hit you on purpose."

When Meng Yunshu heard the words, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually subsided. No matter how he heard these words, he felt strange, like the green tea in TV dramas or novels, the tea smelled like tea.

But... Facing Yu Zhining's pure and innocent eyes, full of eyes full of herself, Meng Yunshu always felt that she was overthinking, Yu Zhining is still so young, how can she know what green tea is, it's not just a child who simply wants to show her love for herself .

After persuading herself, Meng Yunshu pinched Yu Zhining's cheek and then his ear.

He gritted his teeth and said, "There will be no next time. If the little uncle doesn't hug you and stand firm, you and I will fall together."

"En." Yu Zhining nodded, promising that he would not be reckless next time.

At this time, Yu Jinhuai walked over from the side at the right time, with a bamboo basket on his arm and a sickle in his hand, standing not far away and watching them.

Sensing his sight, Meng Yunshu straightened up, led Yu Zhining and walked over, the bamboo basket was covered with a layer of cloth, suddenly couldn't see what was inside, and asked, "Brother Huai, what's inside?"

"Yellow paper." Yu Jinhuai didn't deliberately hide it from him and Yu Zhining. Just now Yu Zhining came to ask him, and he told the truth. In his opinion, Yu Zhining will be four years old during the Chinese New Year. There is no need to hide some things from him. Let him get in touch with it slowly.

Hearing his words, Meng Yunshu suddenly realized that when the Chinese New Year is approaching, he wanted to burn paper money for his family members who passed away, so that they would also have a good year in the Paradise of Elysium. It is a pity that he has come from modern times to ancient times, and he can no longer pay for his own. Parents burn paper, from this year onwards, they may not have a good year underground.

Thinking of this, Meng Yunshu couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, his expression was gloomy, his body exuded a lonely atmosphere, and his eyes were covered with a layer of faint sadness.

Yu Jinhuai seemed to have thought of something, stepped forward and stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms, and patted his back lightly, his hand seemed to have magical powers, gradually soothing the grief in Meng Yunshu's heart, dispelled his loneliness.

Feeling the temperature under his hands, Meng Yunshu gradually recovered, and couldn't help reaching out to hug him back.

If it wasn't for the two of them still remembering that there is a villain beside them, maybe when will they hug each other.

The moment he let go of Meng Yunshu, Yu Jinhuai stretched out his hand and squeezed his thumb, then let it go as if nothing had happened.

Yu Zhining took the opportunity to hug him, comforting his little uncle in a childish voice.

Yu Jinhuai on the side frowned unconsciously, and his lips were pursed into a straight line. He suddenly felt that his little nephew was an eyesore. He was such a big man, and he was so ashamed to be hugged and hugged by his little uncle every day. At this moment, he had already Forget that his little nephew also often sticks with him.

When sending Yu Zhining to Yu Jinyue's home, Yu Jinhuai took Meng Yunshu to the field.

Along the way, when meeting people in the village, Meng Yunshu hid beside Yu Jinhuai, and only greeted them in a timely manner when they mentioned him, otherwise he didn't say a word, just smiled at the side.

After walking out of the village, Meng Yunshu finally breathed a sigh of relief. Yu Jinhuai, who was walking beside him, clearly heard his exhalation, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly uncontrollably.

Most of the old people in Cangnan Village were buried on Daqing Mountain. It is said that Daqing Mountain has good geomantic omen. The orientation is east-west.

Although going to the grave is the same road as going up the mountain, but at the first bifurcation intersection, it becomes one left and one right. Continue to go up the mountain and take the right road, and go to the grave from the left road, and The road leading to the grave is flatter and wider, all thanks to the efforts of the ancestors of Cangnan Village.

This was the most relaxing time for Meng Yunshu to go to Daqingshan. The physical relaxation did not mean that he was mentally relaxed.

The further you go, the more trees there are. These trees are tall and big, and there will be a tree at almost every distance. The sun shines in through the branches without leaves, and the dust particles in the air can be seen clearly. , Sometimes when I look to the side, the dry weeds and branches are intertwined, forming a strange shape, which makes people feel horrified.

Meng Yunshu hurriedly looked away, glanced at the man beside him, looked at the scar on his eyebrows, and felt a lot more at ease.

After walking a few steps further in, Yu Jinhuai reached out and grabbed Meng Yunshu's left hand. When Meng Yunshu looked over, he just said lightly: "Follow me."

Being held by him, the panic in Meng Yunshu's heart gradually disappeared, and the temperature from the two hands that held each other spread to the bottom of his heart, until it seemed to warm his body and mind.

"Ah."

Walking a little further, Yu Jinhuai took Meng Yunshu's hand and turned to the right. Meng Yunshu followed closely beside him, looking around from time to time.

Until the two stopped in front of several adjacent cemeteries.

There are tombstones in the middle of each of the two tombs. On the left is the tomb of Yu Jinhuai's parents, and on the right is the tomb of Yu Jinjiang and his wife.

The moment Yu Jinhuai knelt down, Meng Yunshu also knelt beside him. When he lifted the cloth on the bamboo basket between the two of them, Meng Yunshu saw clearly that there was only a pot of wine and cups inside besides the yellow paper. A few white candles.

After being silent for a while, Yu Jinhuai, who was kneeling on the ground, started to move. He took out the white candles in the bamboo basket and put two in front of each tombstone. Meng Yunshu turned his head to look over the smoke, and saw Yu Jinhuai's face was full of sadness, and his deep eyes were full of grief.

In front of the tombstone, there is a special place for burning paper built up by two stone bricks.

Yu Jinhuai lifted the bricks, picked up a few pieces of yellow paper, lit them on the white candle and put them in, then put gold ingots inside, black smoke rose soon, Meng Yunshu followed him to put the yellow paper.

A deep voice suddenly sounded beside her ear, Meng Yunshu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but recall that when she burned paper money for her parents, sometimes she would meet the same people who came to visit the grave. They put a bunch of white chrysanthemums on the tombstone, and then burned the paper money While chattering about his recent life to his relatives.

At that time, I was very envious, envious that they could boldly tell their relatives about their dissatisfaction and happiness in life, and I could only simply say "Mom and Dad, I'm here to see you." There is nothing else, even Even though he visits his parents several times a year, he can only afford two or three white chrysanthemums, because he has to keep the rest of the money for himself.

I thought that Yu Jinhuai would have endless conversations with his parents like other people he met, but he never thought that he would stop after only two or three short sentences.

"Father and mother, I brought my husband to see you and your brother and sister-in-law."

"His name is Ayun, and he is a very good person."

"I'm doing fine, and Aning is fine too, don't worry."

"I will take good care of Ah Yun and Ah Ning."

A few simple words seem to weigh tens of thousands of catties.

Meng Yunshu opened his lips lightly, and also called out: "Father, Aunt, Brother, Sister-in-law, I am Brother Huai's husband, Meng Yunshu. From now on, I will take good care of them."

Although they are all the same words, they have different effects when said by different people.

As soon as his words came out, Yu Jinhuai looked over and stared at him for a long time before helping him to stand up.

"It's cold on the ground, Ayun, sit down, and I'll clean up the grass on the grave." As he spoke, he raised his hand and stabbed his hand with hay to reject Meng Yunshu's help.

Helpless, Meng Yunshu could only sit on a stone beside him and wait for him.

After tidying up the hay on the grave, Yu Jinhuai sprinkled the wine he brought around the tombstone, met Meng Yunshu's puzzled eyes, and explained: "Daddy likes to drink, but Mommy won't let him drink it, so he just wants to steal it." Drink, after being found out by A Niang, there was a flutter of chicken and dog jumping."

He spoke with nostalgia in his tone, and a picture suddenly appeared in Meng Yunshu's mind, Yu's mother was chasing Yu's father with a mallet, and a pair of brothers were sitting under the eaves beside them, laughing secretly at themselves while doing their own things Dad.

Just when Meng Yunshu was about to leave, Yu Jinhuai grabbed his wrist, found an open space, knelt down facing the east, took out the yellow paper left in the bamboo basket under Meng Yunshu's suspicious gaze, and then took out a piece of paper from the side A tree branch, drew a circle on the ground and then drew a cross, and then put the lit yellow paper in.

"Ayun, don't you want to say something to Father and Father?"

Meng Yunshu opened his eyes wide, and asked in a nasty voice, "What?"

Yu Jinhuai turned his head and looked at him: "Don't you miss Father and Father?"

He stared deeply at Meng Yunshu, at this moment Meng Yunshu's heart trembled, as if he understood something, his almond eyes slowly became moist, he blinked, his eyes were red, his nose was sour, Yu Jinhuai's thumb lightly Rubbing the end of his eyes, there was a crystal teardrop on the pulp of his finger.

"Think." Meng Yunshu opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to speak silently. After realizing it, he tried his best to say: "I miss them."

As a child, how can you not miss your parents.

"Father, Father, I am A Yun's husband, Yu Jinhuai. I will take care of A Yun in the future. Don't worry, I will treat him well."

Listening to his words, Meng Yunshu couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

Dad, Mom, Brother Huai is fine, you don’t have to worry about me anymore, Father, Dad, Brother Shu, you must be reunited, don’t worry, I will help him get back those that belong to Brother Shu.

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In the middle of the moon, the sleeping Meng Yunshu suddenly woke up, sobbing softly while hiding under the blanket, Yu Jinhuai was awakened by the movement of his shoulders.

"Ayun, what's the matter? Did you have a nightmare?"

"Brother Huai, do you know everything?"

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