The Yamashita Family

Untitled Part 46

　　She knew that the conditions were poor, and the rǔ cheese she made was inevitably a little unauthentic, but as long as she could make it in a good way and tasted good, it would be a success.

　　Seeing that Wu Mo was taking care of A Shui, Anuo came over to help Pinellia make the fire.

　　Anuo brought firewood and helped Banxia pull the bellows to make a fire. Banxia took the opportunity to scour the corn for cooking at night, washed the wild vegetables, and took the pickled ròu to prepare dinner.

　　Wu Mo started to hold his daughter in one hand and walked around the yard, thinking about where to go, just at this moment, Ban Xia wiped his sweat, looked at them with a smile, and said, "Go to the old mother's place to see. Bar."

　　Wu Mo was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Suddenly passing by, isn't it good?"

　　Banxia saw Wumo's expression rather unnatural, and suddenly understood that he was a little timid when facing that old mother who was so close to him, but was really unfamiliar.

　　Seeing this, she couldn't help but smile, raised her eyebrows and said, "Why is it bad?"

　　Wumo frowned: "Then you can accompany me there." Wumo naturally knew that Banxia often brought A Shui to see his old mother during the day, and he thought that it would be better for Banxia to accompany him there.

　　But Pinellia knew what he was thinking. If he followed him, he didn't have to say anything, he just needed to stand by without saying a word, thus avoiding the chance to directly contact the old mother.

　　At the moment she smiled and shook her head: "No, you see I'm busy here, don't you want to taste the cheese? Hurry up and see the old mother. When you come back, the cheese is ready."

　　No end without giving up: "You really can't go?"

　　Banxia couldn't see it anymore. She walked out of the stove with a wooden spoon in her hand, and gestured to hit him on the back: "Go." As she said that, she saw Anuo was busy and didn't look here, gritted her teeth. Said: "If you don't go today, you don't have to go to the kang at night, just lay a rough mat on the ground yourself!"

　　Seeing this, Wu Mo looked at Pinellia, whose tender face was flushed with redness, and unknowingly his blood surged up, and said cruelly, "Okay, I'll go!"

　　Seeing that he turned around and left with his daughter in one hand, Banxia looked like a hero who had never returned, so he couldn't help but want to laugh, but in the end he held back and went back to the kitchen to cook.

　　Besides, in fact, his daughter's smile has melted the ice wall in his heart these days, but he didn't know how to face the old mother who was unfamiliar but seemed familiar.

　　Only children know their parents. He doted on A Shui, thinking that the old patriarch must have also doted on his mother very much. In the end, when the old patriarch made such a decision, it must have been extremely painful in his heart. So what about the old mother, the old mother who watched her own daughter leave, what kind of torture did she endure?

　　He recalled the past, and hated why he refused to call the old patriarch his grandfather that night. The regret in his heart could not be eliminated. Now facing the old mother, he couldn't bear to look directly.

　　At the moment, Wu Mo hugged his daughter and walked towards the old mother's thatched hut, thinking as he walked, fortunately there is A Shui in his arms, the old man likes this little baby, and there is something to say. If he were bald, he would be staring at each other with four eyes, unable to say anything.