An Ran still shed tears and felt very sad.
"Ever since I was little, little stones have never left me. This is the first time."
Ding Changhe stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on An Ran's face and said, "There will always be a first time, not today but also tomorrow. You should understand."
How could An Ran not understand? She just felt very uncomfortable.
Yes, her little stone is getting bigger, and sooner or later it will leave her.
Ding Changhe stared closely at An Ran's face, and another tear slipped from the corner of his eye.
Ding Changhe leaned over and kissed the teardrop, turned around and returned to the house.
An Ran was startled and looked up at the sky. The sun had just risen and was not very high. In this clear sky, why is this man so crazy?
Before dawn today, An Ran got up and baked the meatloaf for her son, as well as the one he had for lunch this morning. ?.?????.???
But she couldn't swallow a bite.
Ding Changhe ate very well. He drank a large bowl of porridge and ate two meatloaf. When An Ran was putting away the dishes, someone came to Ding Changhe.
The two of them talked quietly in the main room, and Ding Changhe looked solemn.
After coming out, he said to An Ran, "I have something to go out for." After saying that, he took the people away.
An Ran didn't ask any more questions and just nodded.
At this moment, An Ran felt sad not only because Xiao Shitou left, but also because Ding Changhe left. He felt relaxed, picked up the medicine basket, and went to the medicine field again.
Sister Chen has arrived a long time ago, "Grandma, I will take care of this medicinal field in the future. I am busy here alone, so don't keep coming."
Now that the uncle of the Ding family lives here, seeing that An Ran can no longer be like the village woman she once was, Sister Chen took over all the work in the medicine field.
"It's okay to stay at home."
"Little Shitou has gone to class."
Speaking of this, An Ran felt sour again, "He will live in Fucheng and go to school at the Ding family in the future."
Sister Chen was stunned for a moment, then said: "That's fine, it will be more helpful to the young master in the future. Grandma, aren't you going to Fucheng?"
"If you don't go, I will live here and wait for my little stone."
Seeing An Ran not leaving, Sister Chen was heartbroken. She had been following An Ran for so many years. If An Ran was not here, she would have no backbone.
Sister Chen went back to Mrs. Ding at noon. Mrs. Ding was old and had weak legs, so she relied on Sister Chen for help with many things.
After returning home An Ran, he unlocked the door and spread the medicinal materials collected in the basket in the courtyard. Some of yesterday's inspections will be concocted in the afternoon.
After An Ran finished her work, she went to the kitchen to wash her face. Looking at the remaining meatloaf, she had no appetite at all.
She boiled water and made herself a pot of tea, then sat in the courtyard. After a pot of tea, she was really not hungry anymore.
An Ran went to her son's room in the backyard again, put away all the small stones, and put all the bedding on the kang into the cabinet.
Back in the front yard, An Ran sat on the chair again, filled the teapot with water, and drank it again.
I got up, turned over the medicinal materials, took out a few flavors and prepared them. It was already evening.
An Ran didn't know how he spent this day. He went to the backyard three times and walked around the courtyard countless times. The huge courtyard seemed to have suddenly become unfamiliar.
After boiling water and washing up at night, An Ran changed into new bedding, returned to her bedroom, opened the door and went to sleep.
When she was dazed, she felt someone touching her, and An Ran suddenly woke up.
"it's me"
"I opened the door, how did you get in?"
"If I want to come in, I can stop it by closing the door."
"Didn't you leave?"
"Going to do something."
The moonlight outside illuminated the room dimly. Ding Changhe lowered his head to smell the smell on his body and said, "Is there any hot water in the kitchen?"
"No more, you can use it and burn some more."
Ding Changhe got up and went to the kitchen. An Ran had no choice but to put on his coat and followed him there.
An Ran sat in front of the stove and lit the fire.
Ding Changhe filled the pot with water, took some firewood and stuffed it in the stove.
But when he turned around, he saw the remaining meatloaf from the morning, none of which had been touched.
"You didn't eat in the morning, why didn't you eat at noon?"
"no appetite."
"What about tonight?"
An Ran said nothing.
"Little Shitou is just going to study, and it's not like he won't come back. Is that what you're doing?"
An Ran said hurriedly: "No, I just don't have any appetite today. If you want to eat, I'll heat it up for you."
Ding Changhe said angrily: "I won't eat."
When the water was hot, An Ran took the ladle and scooped the water from the pot into the bucket. Ding Changhe used his only arm to carry it into the tub.
An Ran saw that he could wash himself like this, so he didn't move again.
"An Ran, please come over and rub my back."
An Ran had no choice but to go over, stand behind him and help him scrub his back and wash his hair.
Ding Changhe looked at An Ran's calm face, without a trace of ripples, and there was no luster in his eyes, and he couldn't help but secretly sulked.
I've been running around all day, why did I come here so late at night? Forget it, I couldn't let go.
After Ding Changhe returned to the house, An Ran put his things away, stood in the courtyard, looked at the big moon and sighed a few times before returning to the house.
An Ran had been in a daze for the whole day, so she got on the kang and lay down on her bed.
Ding Changhe was stunned when he saw An Ran's actions, and then fell asleep and didn't care about himself.
It seems that this woman really has no heart at all.
