In early March, the breeze blew gently and the sea was calm.
The pier of Changping Village was crowded with fishing boats of all sizes, and the salty sea breeze blew over from the sea.
Many fishermen who went out to sea to fish have already come ashore.
At this time, there was a baby sitting on the long embankment, about four or five years old, with two baby buns on his head, red lips and white teeth, and he looked extremely cute.
The girl sat on the stone steps, her delicate little feet soaked in the clear sea water.
From time to time, naughty fish came over to kiss her little feet.
But she just tilted her head, staring at the endless sea, murmuring: Why hasn't dad come back?
When will dad come back?
It wasn't until the sun reached midday and smoke rose from every house in the village that she walked towards the village, shaking her head.
I met a lot of people along the way.
The honest Aunt Liu smiled and said: "Qing Yatou went to the shore again to wait for your father."
Another Goudan uncle carrying a fishing net also teased her: "Qingya, if your father doesn't come back, can I be your father?"
Of course not.
Qing Yatou made a face at them bitterly and ran back home.
But I'm also beating a drum in my heart.
My father has been gone for two or three years, and I can't even remember what he looked like.
Grandma never seemed to care and didn't say anything no matter how I asked.
When I walked to the door, I couldn't help but feel happy when I heard the voice coming from inside, and quickly entered the house.
"Aunt Yan, why are you here?"
"Come and see our young girl."
Sitting at the other end of the table was a delicate woman with a woman's bun.
She had picturesque eyebrows and some subtle wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
She was wearing a washed-out green cloth dress.
It didn't diminish her charm at all.
Qing Yatou happily hugged her waist and rubbed her arms affectionately.
"Your Aunt Yan is not in good health.
Don't crawl into her arms every time you see her.
She's so big, she looks like a monkey."
A commoner woman walked out of the kitchen next door carrying a few dishes of side dishes.
She had willow eyebrows, an oval face, and a pair of Her eyes were as bright as autumn water, and even though she was clothed in common clothes, she was still extremely elegant.
This dilapidated thatched house was shining with dazzling brilliance because of these two people.
"I haven't seen Aunt Yan for a long time."
Qing Yatou reluctantly jumped off Aunt Yan's body, her pouted mouth was instantly relieved when she saw the delicious food on the table.
“My favorite braised lion head” She hurriedly took a pair of chopsticks to pick up the food, but before she even touched the dish, her mother slapped it away: "Where have you learned all the things I teach you in daily life?
Your Aunt Yan is still sitting here, so you don't understand the rules."
Qing Yatou was about to cry, and looked at Aunt Yan pitifully with her big watery eyes, which made her feel soft and smile: "Xiyue is fine, Qing Yatou is hungry."
Qing Yatou listened and looked at her mother-in-law and nodded fiercely. , and then quickly sat at the table with chopsticks and ate with gusto.
The woman who was Xi Yue shook her head and sighed, sat next to her, took her wrist and numbered it carefully.
After a moment, he relaxed and said with a smile: "It's okay, you have to be careful not to overwork yourself."
When she retracted her hand, the person opposite grabbed her wrist and cut her pulse.
I wanted to struggle, but looking at the face of the person opposite me, I had to give up.
"Why is your pulse so messy?"
"A Ning, I'm fine.
Maybe I've been thinking too much recently.
I'm a doctor.
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Do I still need you to treat me?"
Xiyue smiled and retracted her wrist.
Yan Ning's smile gradually faded: "Although I have never studied medicine, I have been sick for many years, so I know a little bit about it.
Don't lie to me.
This is clearly not a sign of overthinking."
Xiyue quickly took her hand, winked in the direction of Qing Yatou, and said: "Don't worry about it, I know it myself.
But in a few days, Qing Yatou may have to be entrusted to you first.
I have something to do and I have to go out for a while."
Yan Ning looked at Qing Yatou, frowned and whispered: "Then will you come back?"
"Come back."
Xiyue smiled, leaning on the chair but looking at the boundless horizon, "You are here, Qing Yatou is here, how could I not come back?"
For a moment, the room fell silent.
After Qing Yatou had eaten and drank enough, she jumped off the stool with her belly in her arms and said with a smile: "Auntie Yan, I went next door to play with Qingyuan."
"Come back early."
Xiyue said lightly.
Yan Ning looked at Qing Yatou's retreating back and sighed slightly: "I really don't understand you.
Qing Yatou grew up in a village, so naturally she has the cheerful and lively temperament of a country child.
But you teach her what to do with those rules?"
Xiyue took out a jar of wine from the house and filled a glass for her: "Try it."
"This is the wine you buried under the plum tree last winter."
Yan Ning picked up the cup, put it under her nose and smelled it carefully, feeling a refreshing fragrance.
After taking a sip, I felt that the taste was long and sweet, with endless aftertaste.
Xiyue also took a sip lightly, put down the cup and whispered softly: "I hope Qing'er can live quietly in this life, without fighting against the world.
But I don't want her to forget how noble blood is flowing in her body.
She is originally I should be a person above the Nine Heavens, but because of me, I can only live in seclusion in this secluded fishing village."
Yan Ning shook her head and disagreed: "Qing'er has her own way to go.
Whether it is a blessing or a curse is still unclear, but you shouldn't put your own confusion and indecision on her.
I think there is nothing wrong with living in seclusion here.
Not good.
If there were no accidents, I think I would be here forever."
Xiyue raised her eyes and glanced at her, then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
"You let it go" "No, I have forgotten it."
I can't remember even a single bit of the past.
Xiyue smiled bitterly: "It's best to forget.
What's sad is that I want to forget people who can't forget them."
"If you really want to forget, just give yourself an injection.
If you don't dare to do it, sister, I can do it for you."
Yan Ning looked at her and finished the glass of wine, smiling.
Xiyue glared at her and teased: "I heard that Mr.
Qin from the book school proposed to you two days ago."
Yan Ning held her forehead, feeling helpless: "Forget it, I really don't know how to talk to that idiot.
He keeps saying that he doesn't care about my past or my deceased husband, but he insists on marrying me.
You know How did he go there that day?
He took his blind grandma with him, carrying thirty kilograms of fish in his hand."
Xiyue laughed loudly when she heard this, clapped her hands and said with a smile: "To be able to force our Mrs.
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Yan to do this, she is a unique and wonderful person in the world.
I must see it someday."
"How about I introduce you to someone?"
Yan Ning raised her eyebrows and looked at her.
"No, no, I sincerely want to marry you.
I won't consider it
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