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Wang Yingtai worked quickly. Before the afternoon was over, the driver drove a truck to help with loading and unloading. In a blink of an eye, another family had finished moving.
Bian Guoqiang was worried and asked Wang Yingtai to go there in person.
Wang Yingtai looked at the closed doors of the houses and sighed, "You haven't gone in yet?"
"No." Qiu Shuang shook his head, "This is how we managed one family. The remaining family is the most difficult to deal with."
The driver honked the horn to urge.
"Then I'll leave first. There are still many things going on in the office building. Brother Bian is waiting for me to answer."
"Be safe on the road, be careful what you say, and don't let Bian Guoqiang worry."
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Bian Xiang picked a lotus leaf from the pond next to her and put it on her head. She said in a muffled voice, "Mom, you told me to be good, but I don't see any place where we can go in."
Clear chatter can be heard inside the door.
"Old man, I see that girl is bringing a child with her. It's hot outside, so we really can't let the child come in to escape the heat."
The old man snorted coldly, "If both of us had to come in, I wouldn't be so stupid as to let others come in and tear down our home."
The sun was shining brightly, and the vegetables in the vegetable basket were already wilted.
Bian Xiang's face drooped, feeling aggrieved, "I'm hungry."
When she went out in the morning, she walked in a hurry. Qiu Shuang didn't let her eat too much. It was getting late now, so she must be hungry.
Qiu Shuang took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and said soothingly, "I only have one piece of chocolate with me. Eat it to replenish your energy."
A small piece of chocolate is held in Bian Xiang¡¯s hand.
After taking it, Bian Xiang tore open the wrapping paper, broke off a large piece and handed it to Qiu Shuang, "We'll each have half."
There were some rustling sounds inside the door.
"I won't eat it, you can eat it."
The door opened with a creak, and the old woman went out. She glanced at Bian Xi with a distressed look, and scolded: "The child is just growing up. Is it nutritious for you to eat these things?"
Bian Xiang tilted his head, and the pink and beautiful little dumpling laughed suddenly, opened his short hands to hug the old woman's legs, and handed the chocolate over, "Grandma, this is a very sweet candy. Only mom has it. Try it." taste."
The old woman¡¯s figure swayed and her expression was stunned.
The clouds cover the place, and the weather at noon becomes a bit dull. The air is a bit boring, and the suffocated person can't breathe.
The old man was also standing at the door, saying nothing, but his expression became much softer.
"The kid is hungry too, let's go in and have something to eat."
The old man shook his body and welcomed the two people into the door.
The group of Bian Xiang blinked, as if asking for credit: Mom, I did a good job.
Qiu Shuang nodded, rubbed the top of his head and encouraged: Come on, baby.
After heating up the oil pan, a burst of oil smoke rose up. The old woman skillfully beat two eggs and placed the steamed buns on the pan. The old woman looked at Bian with a hopeful look, somewhat fondly, "Go drink some water first, and watch your lips turn white."
Qiu Shuang still hopes that one person can hold a bowl and sit on the threshold to drink water.
In the yard, I am tidying up a piece of roses in the corner. It is the season when they are blooming luxuriantly. The clusters of flowers are crowded together like this. I am fertilizing the corner of the wall.
Bian Xiang put down the bowl, ran to the old man's side, picked up a flower and held it in his hand: "Grandpa, you have raised this rose very well. It must have been several years, right?"
The old man nodded, said nothing, and went back to his work.
Bian hoped not to make a fuss, followed him, took a handy small shovel to loosen the soil, and muttered in his mouth: "Such a good rose must be fertilized more, otherwise such a good flower will be wasted." ¡±
The old woman shouted: "Come to eat."
Bian Xiang was unsure, so he put the small shovel on the ground and ran directly into the house.
Seeing such a small figure running away immediately, the old man¡¯s face was not as gloomy as before, but there was a trace of emotion on his cold face.
There seems to be a bit more life in this house.
There are tomatoes, scrambled eggs, fried cucumbers, steaming steamed buns, and a bowl of eight-treasure porridge on the table.
They are all ordinary home-cooked dishes, but sitting at the dinner table, I realize how warm it is.
Qiu Shuang is already very hungry.??I just took two simple bites, put down my bowl and chopsticks and looked at it, hoping to eat.
Bian Xiang was hungry. He ate more than Qiu Shuang at home. Now he ate with an open stomach and ate a little more. He smiled on his little face and said, "Grandma's cooking is really delicious."
The old woman¡¯s eyes narrowed as she smiled: ¡°You are such a good talker.¡±
The sound in the yard subsided. The old man sat at the door and smoked a dry pipe. While waiting, he hoped that he had almost eaten. He tapped the pipe on the stone on the side. "After a while, you can leave as soon as you finish eating. We don't leave anyone at home."
Bian Xiang¡¯s face was filled with grievances, his eyes were blinking, and tears were about to fall.
The old woman glared at the old man and complained a little: "The child hasn't finished eating yet, what are you talking about?"
Qiu Shuang on the other side tried his best to reduce his presence, for fear that the old man would notice him.
The old man came over at once and asked, "I don't know whether your coming this time is the intention of the county or you?"
"It all means the same thing." Qiu Shuang said cryptically.
"This is a demolition area." The old man exhaled a puff of cigarette, feeling a lot of vicissitudes in an instant: "It has been demolished for a long time."
It felt like time had frozen. The old man was just smoking his pipe and refused to speak.
There was a roar of thunder, and the sultry air itself was directly pressed down, and raindrops fell overwhelmingly.
The raindrops were as big as beans, and they fell heavily, hitting the roses in the corner. The branches, leaves and flowers were all beaten down and wilted a lot.
The old man¡¯s eyes were filled with distress.
"It's just a flower." The old woman said sadly, "I can still grow it when the rain stops."
"My little daughter likes it."
Qiu Shuang felt uncomfortable listening to this.
A son and a daughter were all killed in the battlefield. This home may be the only place where the children still have traces of life and memories.
Because of her feelings, Qiu Shuang was reluctant to talk about the demolition.
The rain came and went quickly, and it stopped after a while. The smell of earth came directly to our face, and the air was much fresher.
Bian Xiang had finished eating, and took the initiative to pick up a small shovel, cultivate the soil in the yard, and tidy up the flowers that had just been knocked down by the wind and rain. He said in a sweet and serious voice: "This important thing must be well protected. "
The images overlapped for a while.
The boy in the family was naughty when he was a child. The flowers planted by the girl were uprooted. She sat in the yard and cried, "I protected such an important thing so well, and you broke it for me."
The old man¡¯s eyes turned red for a moment, and he lowered his voice to drive people away, ¡°We can¡¯t keep so many people here, so you¡¯d better leave as soon as possible.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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