That year, Xia Ling was abandoned by Qi Zhensheng. She took her daughter alone and set up a snack stand. Fu Chenghai saw that their mother and daughter were poor and came to help almost every day. Finally, Xia Ling rented a facade and opened a small restaurant. He simply closed the repair shop and went to the small restaurant to help her.
At that time, they worked under the same roof and lived in the same courtyard, which really attracted a lot of criticism. Even the young Qi Xia thought he would become his stepfather, but at that time, he suddenly moved out of the courtyard.
Soon after, Xia Ling's restaurant was smashed. Soon after, she set a fire and burned herself in the room.
Since then, Qi Xia has never seen Fu Chenghai again. I didn't expect to see him today.
Her mood is very complex, both happy and sad, because seeing uncle Fu always makes her think of her mother involuntarily.
Fu Chenghai coughed and interrupted Qi Xia's memory, "Xia Xia, how are you these years?"
Qi Xia smiled, "very good. Now I'm the mother of four children. You've met Xiaoyi's three brothers and sisters, and a little daughter, only a few months old."
Fu Chenghai nodded happily and asked, "is your husband good to you?"
Qi Xia smiled more, "very good."
Fu Chenghai repeatedly said "good" and sighed, "time flies. In those years, you were only so high." he stretched out his hand and compared in the air. "Now, there are children. Alas, we are old, too. "
Qi Xia was also filled with emotion and asked, "Uncle Fu, how did you move here?"
Fu Chenghai was stunned and said slowly, "when your mother died, I didn't work in the city. I simply moved to the countryside, planted land and raised chickens. It's good to live so quietly."
Unconsciously, they talked for more than half an hour. The old woman called Fu Chenghai's name in the kitchen.
Fu Chenghai said with a smile, "your aunt has finished the meal. You do it first. I'll help set the dishes."
During the meal, Fu Chenghai warmly asked her and lengxue to eat more, and also helped them hold a bowl of steaming chicken soup.
The chicken soup tastes delicious. After swallowing it, there is a little sweet taste between lips and teeth. If you don't pay attention, you can't feel it at all.
Qi Xia changed her face.
When she was young as like as two peas, she always love to add a little medlar and dates. The smell of the chicken soup is exactly the same as the chicken soup. Even though she hasn't drunk in many years, she still remember this familiar smell.
Her fingers trembled, the spoon in her hand fell into the bowl, and her heart almost stopped beating. She stared at the old woman's face for a moment. Although she was much older and had scars on her face, she was vaguely similar to Xia Ling in her youth.
She couldn't believe her eyes, her mouth opened slightly and wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be blocked by cotton and couldn't say anything.
"Xia Xia, what's the matter with you?" Fu Chenghai asked anxiously when he saw that her face was ugly and pale.
There was also a touch of worry in the old woman's eyes.
Qi Xia's eyelashes trembled, and tears quickly gathered in her eyes. A tear slipped from her eyes and fell into the bowl of chicken soup. She opened her mouth and cried out, "Mom."
The old woman's body suddenly froze and her chopsticks fell to the ground.
Qi Xia threw herself on her, hugged her tightly and burst into tears, "Mom, you're still alive, aren't you?"
The old woman let her hold her, slowly closed her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not your mother. You recognize the wrong person."
"No, I didn't recognize the wrong person. You are my mother. Only my mother knows that I like sweet scented osmanthus wine balls. Only my mother's chicken soup with medlar and Jujube... Mom, don't hide it from me anymore. I'm your daughter. How can you hide it from me?" Qi Xia cried so sad that she seemed to cry out all the grievances she had suffered over the years.
Two tears ran down the old woman's closed eyes. She shook her head and denied, "I'm not. Your mother is dead!"
Qi Xia held her shoulder, stared at her dimly with tears in her eyes, and shouted hoarsely, "when there was a fire, I didn't find your bones at all. Don't lie to me again! Why? Why don't you admit it, mom? Do you know how sad I am? Why did you abandon me? "
"You recognize the wrong person, I'm not, I'm not." The old woman shook her head in tears, her eyes closed tightly and dared not look at her.
"Mom, open your eyes and look at me. I'm your Xia Xia! How can you be so cruel and leave me alone? Do you know how I came over these years? I've always felt guilty. I think I dragged you down and made you live so hard, so you can't bear to commit suicide. Mom, mom, look at me, mom... "Qi Xia shook her shoulder in tears.
The old woman held her hands tightly and clenched her teeth, but she didn't let go.
Fu Chenghai was already full of tears. He touched the tears on his face and said, "old companion, don't hide it from the child anymore. Recognize the child!"
Qi Xia looked almost crazy and shook Xia Ling's shoulder, "Mom, do you hear me? Uncle Fu has admitted your identity, so don't hide it from me! "
Xia Ling slowly opened her eyes and looked at her daughter's heartbroken face. She couldn't help holding her tightly in her arms and cried.
For a time, there was only the sound of crying in the room.
After a long time, Qi Xia sobbed while taking a paper towel to wipe Xia Ling's tears. "Mom, I'm so happy that you're still alive. Mom, what difficulties do you have? Why don't you recognize me?"
Xia Ling sighed bitterly, "Xia Xia, mom has become like this now. Mom just doesn't want to trouble you or become your burden. Mom will be satisfied when she knows you're doing well."
"Mom, you're so stupid. You left me early. It's always a pity in my heart. Even if I live well, I can't make up for this regret..."
Qi Xia said, tears streaming down again, "Mom, why did you commit suicide? Is it really because of me? "
"Fool, how can it be because of you." Xia Ling fondled her daughter's face and sobbed, "for you, no matter how hard and tired I am, I will stick to it... In fact, I have never understood what happened to the original fire. That day, when you went to get the notice, I suddenly felt a little dizzy at home and planned to sleep for a while. Unexpectedly, there would be a fire. If your uncle Fu hadn't just arrived, I'm long gone... "
"Mom." Qi Xia hugged her in fear.
Fu Chenghai said, "that day, I knew you received the notice and believed you would do well in the exam, so I specially bought some vegetables to your house and planned to celebrate with your mother. Unexpectedly, after entering the house, I saw a sea of fire. The quilts were on fire. Your mother was still lying in bed and didn't feel at all. I quickly pulled her out of bed, Back out the back door... "
He paused and then said, "later, when I took your mother to the hospital and returned to the quadrangle, the firefighters had put out the fire, leaving only a piece of ruins. I looked for you for a long time, but I didn't find it, so I went back to the hospital to take care of your mother. Finally, I heard that your mother set fire to suicide and there were no bones left. I thought it was bad. I wanted to clarify the rumors to the outside world, but your mother stopped me... "