Chapter 93 Separation

Style: Historical Author: Fang YaoWords: 1661Update Time: 24/02/20 21:17:45
An Ran didn't ask Ding Changhe, nor did he ask Xiao Shitou what he was going to do.

But on the morning of my departure, I baked a lot of meat patties and wrapped them in oil paper for them.

When they were on the road, they would take it out and heat it up when they were hungry, or roast it over a fire before they could eat it, although they could only eat it for a day or two.

Mrs. Ding and Sister Chen were also helping, both of them had red eyes.

Mrs. Ding also wrapped a bag of candies and stuffed them into the package of small stones.

"Young Master, I don't have anything to give you. If you feel tired or miserable, just take one in your mouth. Think of your mother and you will be able to get through it."

Mrs. Ding whispered to Xiao Shitou.

Xiao Shitou said with a smile: "Grandma Ding, don't worry, I'm going out to learn my skills. I will protect myself. You should also be good at home and wait for me when I come back." ?.?????.???

Ding Changhe walked with Xiao Shitou and sent him to a place where he made clear instructions before coming back.

Xiao Shitou looked at his mother's reluctance to let go. He knew that his mother felt uncomfortable, so he walked over and hugged his mother tightly.

"Mom, I'm old. I know what I should do and how to do it. Don't worry. Just stay at home and wait for me to come back. I won't let you suffer again in the future."

An Ran patted her son on the back and said, "Okay, mom will be here waiting for you to come back."

Little Shitou turned around, jumped on his horse, reined the horse in a circle at the gate, raised his smile again, glanced at his mother, and then ran away.

Seeing that the father and son had disappeared, An Ran sat on the steps holding on to the door frame.

This time she didn't know how long it would take before she could see her son again.

Maybe separation will be common in the future, and I should put my mind in order and not let my son worry. But sometimes knowing and doing it are not the same thing at all.

This was the most important person in her life, and An Ran still felt uncomfortable watching him leave again and again.

For the whole day, An Ran sat on the bamboo chair in the courtyard, not wanting to eat, not wanting to talk, and unable to get excited about anything.

Sister Chen and Mrs. Ding whispered: "Auntie, go and persuade grandma. If uncle comes back later and sees grandma like this, he will be angry again."

When Mrs. Ding accompanied An Ran to the countryside, she watched An Ran work hard step by step until now, and she also understood that mother and son depended on each other to survive until now.

Not to mention An Ran, a mother-in-law, she felt very uncomfortable as she watched the little stone walk away.

Mrs. Ding put a pot of tea on the table and said, "Grandma, drink some water. These are the wild chrysanthemums I picked in early spring. The chrysanthemum tea I brew is the best for clearing fire."

An Ran looked at the light yellow tea and remembered that he had taken small stones out to collect them.

He picked up the cup and drank. The warm water reached his stomach, and his body seemed to have warmed up, no longer so unconscious.

"Grandma, when we were little, we hoped that Little Shitou would grow up quickly. Little Shitou himself always said that he should eat more. If he eats more, he will grow up faster. When he grows up, he can help his mother do many things. Now in the blink of an eye, Big Shitou will The young master did it, but grandma, you can’t let go.”

An Ran also thought about it. At that time, Xiao Shitou always ate until his belly was bulging, and then he said that he wanted to eat more, grow up quickly, and help his mother work more.

An Ran sighed, "Yes, the longer I live, the more I go back."

Mrs. Ding smiled and said, "Mother and son are connected. It's normal for me to feel sad when the young master leaves. I'm also sad for the old lady, but no matter how sad we are, we can't keep the young master close to us."

"Aunt Ding, I know all this. I've known for a long time that when Little Shitou grows up, he will leave me sooner or later, and I can't stop him. So I never ask too much about the things his father has arranged for him, I just feel it in my heart. Empty.”

"Grandma, if Little Shitou knows that you miss him, and he also misses you, and if he comes back to see that you are not eating well, not resting well, and suddenly become so haggard, the young master will no longer listen to his words. What will happen then? .”

An Ran shook her head, "Mom, don't try to persuade me. I know in my heart that it will be fine tomorrow. I just want to wait quietly for a while."

"Okay, the old man and I will go back first. If anything happens, ask Sister Chen to call us."

Sister Chen sent Mrs. Ding out, and Mrs. Ding said: "The eldest grandma knows in her heart that it's okay. She just left suddenly and felt uncomfortable. Don't try to persuade the eldest grandma to be ready tomorrow. She won't delay the eldest young master's future."

Sister Chen came back and filled the pot with water for An Ran, and then went to the vegetable field to get busy.

Yes, grandma doesn’t need anyone to persuade her, just let her wait quietly for a while.

Ding Changhe didn't come back until dark, with several guards behind him, carrying two large boxes.

Dashan quietly walked up to An Ran and said, "Grandma, please put the things in the box away later. These are all sent by the uncle."

An Ran looked at the two big boxes placed in the room and said, "Put them here first, and then pack them up when they are empty tomorrow. You can take a few guards to the kitchen to have some food first."

As soon as Dashan handed over his hand, he called a few guards to go to the kitchen.

Sister Chen was prepared, so she cooked the meal quickly.

Several guards finished their meal in a hurry before leaving. Dashan stayed behind and went to live in the backyard after the meal.

Ding Changhe came back and looked at An Ran several times. When he saw her expression of disgust, he knew it was because the boy left again, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

When I left, I hugged my mother and held back my words. I was tired after a long day. When I came back, An Ran still looked like this. The two of them were just like this.