Chapter 5 Jialeji - Who once picked you up

On Christmas morning, this warm Jiangnan city unexpectedly snowed for half an hour. Shi Jiale sneered at first, cut it, and made it up, but then thought about it, no fish or shrimp.Before the villain could repeat it again, the snow stopped.I had to stand alone in the store, yelling, see what you missed. It's too late to regret it, it's like a spring dream without a trace. Open the door halfway, no snowflakes have slipped in, but a little man. This kid is very solid, with thick winter clothes piled up on his body, he can hardly see where his eyes and eyebrows are.The calf is short, it looks like a ball from a distance, it rolls in, Shi Jiale is overjoyed, it's a good thing, this year's Santa Claus has changed his job to deliver his son Guanyin.

"What's your name?" He responded generously, "Hug." He tried his best to poke out his small mouth from the scarf. It was light shell red, shiny and lubricated, which made Shi Jiale swallow. How can such a handsome guy not be tempted when he promises him with his body?Let's talk later. With one ring in both hands, I realized that it was not easy. This little guy probably weighed 20 to 30 kilograms, and Shi Jiale staggered in his arms, almost breaking his waist. He didn't appreciate it, and struggled desperately. I want to come down to the ground and keep looking back.

Followed by a young woman, picked up the little man, good guy, his arm strength is really good, and he is still calm.Shi Jiale felt ashamed. "Hug, you're being naughty again, huh?" the young woman asked, rubbing her forehead against the little guy's nose, which made him giggle. "My aunt asked me what my name was, and I told her, and she hugged me." Ah, it turned out to be a mistake, the name is just hugging, Shi Jiale looks at himself, no one needs your hug. "Hello, this kid has known that his name can deceive people since he was a child. I'm sorry for this old trick."

Shi Jiale was stunned for a moment, where is the wrong expression on his face because he remembered the past, what has he got to do with this lively and lovely child? "Please sit down, please sit down, he is so heavy, it must be tiring to hold him." Hearing this, that guy was unhappy, and climbed onto the body of his mother, hanging on tighter, then turned his head and glared at Shi Jiale, the villain.Hey, the eyelashes are so long, and they go down the corners of the eyes, getting thicker and thicker, and they are not curled up. You can only see the true face when you are angry.

"Where, I wish I could hold him forever." Well, when he grows up, he won't pester you like this and get tired of holding you. The little man was happy, and sat quietly in his mother's arms, and began to count her fingers.Shi Jiale watched those immature little hands move over one pair of palms one by one, feeling warm in his heart. "Huh, your nails are so short?" They are bald, which doesn't look very beautiful. "Afraid of hurting him." Well, I don't wear all kinds of accessories, and the clothes are soft and comfortable. When I become a mother, most of my body doesn't belong to me.

I am not afraid that a loving mother will lose her children.Shi Jiale murmured in his heart, his motives were obviously not pure, it must be jealousy from envy :) "Well, I want to ask you a favor, can I?" "Of course, please." "I thought, well, draw a picture." Draw a picture?It seems that I have never learned such a combination, taking a photo and painting a portrait, this is the scope of Shi Jiale's understanding. "Uh, that's right. I don't know what they look like. I can only follow my own imagination, but I hope it's a photo so that it looks... more real."

Strange things happen every year, especially this year.For the sake of her cute baby, Shi Jiale patted his chest, "No problem." She hugged the little guy and moved to the table, Shi Jiale hurriedly pulled a chair for her and waited for her to sit down. The little man started to play with his fingers. On the other side, Shi Jiale looked around his big head, waiting for the guest to speak. "I think they should be in their thirties." Shi Jiale wrote down that in his thirties, according to his intuition, there should be a man and a woman, which are considered the backbone of the current society.The economy is abundant, the life is happy, the clothes are neat, and the work is hard.

"No, no, um, when they were thirty, it was seven or six years." Ah, wrong.Then it needs to be corrected. Although the life is stable, the burden is heavy, and the old and the younger generations are on the shoulders, and we live in that step-by-step era. "Occupation, occupation, what occupation do you say is better?" Shi Jiale concluded that she was a novelist, otherwise how could she fabricate all these things out of thin air?However, answering questions has always been one of Knorr Kee's excellent services. "Men, of course, are better for technical work. It's better to wear glasses, the square ones, and black frames are the best. Women, um, are good teachers, gentle and patient, suitable for family life."

"Well, yes, that's it. So, what are you wearing?" At this time, the little guy was unwilling to be lonely, and pulled his mother's skirt, "Mom, look." Shi Jiale and his mother looked at the place he was pointing at the same time, only a pair of small hands, to be honest, a little dirty. After watching for a long time, he couldn't see any clues, his mother seemed a little ashamed: "Hug, what do you want mother to see?" He raised his hands high, "Look, I've grown hair." Now the two adults bowed together, Shi Jiale asked his mother to look first, there were a few sparse hairs growing on the back of this little man's hands, swaying in the wind.

"Yo, the hugs are hairy, almost grown up." Hmph, spoiler, in a few years when the beard grows, I don't know if he will still pull his mother to make a fuss like this: "Mom, mom, I have grown a beard." Nasty. Then discuss. "For men, it hasn't changed for more than ten years. You don't need to button up the Chinese tunic suit. Women, do you also wear Chinese tunic suits, or cheongsams, or floral shirts?" The woman hesitated for a moment, "Well, I think she is just an ordinary woman, she must have a little love for beauty, but cheongsam, at that time, maybe not many people wore it, just a flowered shirt."

"Okay, what about your appearance? Do you want to be educated, honest and honest, or both beautiful and intelligent?" "I, I don't know, well, just look a little like me." Well, it is said that writers put themselves into it when they write, and this one is no exception. Shi Jiale carefully described her appearance: "Slender eyebrows, medium-sized eyes, round nose, diamond-shaped mouth, and a long face." But she secretly remembered in her heart: "The eyes are kind and kind, and there is always a smile on the face. These are not fake, but I don't know why there is a little emptiness and hopelessness in the eyes, and the ears are not born well. According to physiognomy , this is the parental organ in the five senses, probably there is not much happiness in the family." After memorizing a large page densely, the job is done. The little guy got impatient and went down to the ground to run around. He didn't know what he found, so he ran over and dragged his mother to look. "Mom, mom, your birthday." But it wasn't that on the calendar board, Shi Jiale circled it. The day when Jiale Ji opened in October happened to be the birthday of his mother. "Hug Huo is so smart, when is Hug Huo's own birthday?" The kid turned back and forth, but couldn't find Qiyue.Because Shi Jiale doesn't like to celebrate July, so with a swipe of a pen, it has been deleted from Jialeji's calendar.Hey, let's look for your little one now. Sure enough, he was extremely confused: "Mom, I don't have any." While the two laughed loudly, the guest picked up the little guy and went back. Leaving Shi Jiale alone in the store to relive the boy's powder fragrance.After staying for a long time, he patted his head and went to get down to business. I rented a large number of magazines from the bookstore, and only picked the ones that published old photos. The requirements for drawing a photo are too high. With a population of one billion, can't you find two people who look alike? Also, the customer didn't specify what they had to look like. It is too difficult to make a picture look like a picture, but it is easy to make a picture look like a picture. As the saying goes, there is no business without fraud, even if you open a store like Knorr Kee, you are still a profiteer. The mother and son who took the photo came to the door on time. When the woman saw the photo in the frame, she snorted, as if she couldn't believe it, she stretched out her hand to touch it, but her hand stopped in mid-air. She murmured to herself: "That's how it is." Then tears fell drop by drop. Hug Huo panicked, Shi Jiale also panicked. He helped her sit on the sofa and gave her a cup of hot tea, but she was still in a daze, as if she suddenly saw impossible people and things. Shi Jiale turned his head and asked the boy in a low voice: "Hey, do you know what happened to your mother?" Huo Bao put his mouth close to Shi Jiale's ear, and his voice was lower: "I don't know, you are an adult, why don't you know?" Whoever said that adults must know that the older you are, the more confused you are, and there is no one to ask, it is even more miserable. I had to wait for her to calm down and speak for herself. "I haven't met my parents." In August of 1976, many people may not remember what happened, but she will never forget it.A natural disaster changed many fates. On the night of New Year's Eve, when the little old lady Zhao Lirong spoke Tangshan dialect and made people all over the country laugh from ear to ear, she shed tears for the accent she had never spoken. Her adoptive parents didn't treat her badly. When she was sensible, they told her her life experience and treated her the same.Please, thank you, please, please.She is grateful to them and is willing to serve them till old age.But, besides that, she also wanted a home, and wanted to have a person in this world who was connected with her flesh and blood.Therefore, as soon as he graduated, he hurriedly got married and gave birth to Hug. Oh hugs.Only when I hug him, I feel that I am not alone in this world. Food and clothing are all belongings outside the body, she so longs for the family happiness that she will no longer have the opportunity to have. Shi Jiale couldn't speak, so he could only accompany Jing Jing. "But isn't your birthday in October?" "I was a premature baby, I should have been born in October, but it seemed that my parents had a premonition that something would happen and let me come into this world in advance. I saved my life in the incubator in the hospital, but I also lost my originality." Everything." She couldn't stop suddenly, and cried out: "Mom, why didn't you take me with you, why didn't you pick me up and go with me?" Terrified by the little hug next to him, he desperately drilled his big head into his mother's arms.Use his little hand to wipe her tears. Shi Jiale finally understands the reason for the hopelessness in her eyes, the destiny we are born with, and what ability we have to fight against it.If it comes against you, we will accept it, but when will you follow it? He could only comfort her with pale words: "Then you can't live up to your parents' wishes." She quickly calmed down and sniffed. "Well, I will definitely live a good life and watch Huo Huo grow up." It sounds even more distressing. If life is managed deliberately, what is it like? Hugs, hugs, you must treat her well and make her happy.Otherwise, you are not worthy of the good name of Huo Bao. Hugging and leading my mother out, lying on my mother's shoulders, with my left hand around her neck, and my right hand holding the photo frame.She winked at Shi Jiale, maybe it was a farewell, or maybe it was because her nose was about to sneeze, Shi Jiale actually laughed amidst all the worries. Her back was straight and she looked like an extremely strong woman.But Shi Jiale knew that it was just an appearance. In her heart, throughout her life, she has longed for those hands that she will never see to hug her high.