Chapter 425

Xia Dong feels a little incredible. How can she live here alone for so many years and others don't know her full name.

Another woman added, "Fu Chenghai's family didn't live here. They moved here more than ten years ago. In fact, we don't know much about their family..."

Xia Dong nodded, "elder sister, do you know any relatives in their family?"

The elder sister looked at her suspiciously, "who are you? Why keep asking about their family? "

Xia Dong smiled. "Well, our children came here for a spring outing for more than a month. Aunt Xia took special care of the children. I came to thank her specially."

The eldest sister was relieved and said with a smile, "it turns out that it's like this. The Fu family seems to have no relatives. Apart from the neighbors, they rarely walk with others."

There is also humanity, "they have a son in their family, but it's very useless..."

"Hey, sister-in-law Wang, don't tell others about those things..."

"I'll just say that..."

From their mouth, Xia Dong didn't get much information. It seems that the Fu Chenghai family is quite mysterious.

In front of me was a one story red brick courtyard. The gate was closed. Xia Dong raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Is anyone there?" After barking a few times, no one answered, but heard a dog barking in the yard.

It's morning. Maybe they are all working in the fields.

Xia Dong thought of Xiaobao's Strawberry Garden.

Asked several people on the way, she succeeded in finding Fu's Strawberry Garden.

Outside the shed, an old couple were busy packing strawberries. The old woman sat on a low chair to pack them, while Fu Chenghai carried them with her back bent.

Xia Dong came forward, "uncle, aunt, excuse me."

The old woman continued to do what she was doing as if she hadn't heard her. Fu Chenghai put down the box in his hand and turned around. Only a young and beautiful woman stood before the meeting. She looked a little stunned. Then, it seemed that she remembered something and her face turned white.

Xia Dong is also looking at Fu Chenghai. Although his face is full of wrinkles, he can vaguely see the appearance of his youth. Like the old woman, he feels very familiar with her.

Where on earth have you met?

Fu Chenghai barely returned to normal and coughed, "who are you looking for?"

Xia Dong put the two gift boxes twisted in his hand on the ground, smiled and said, "uncle, I'm the mother of Xiaoyi's three brothers and sisters. Last month, the children were taken care of by you and aunt, so I came to thank you."

Fu Chenghai rubbed his hands uneasily, glanced at the old woman and said, "it's too polite. My wife doesn't see strangers. Don't care. Go and have a cup of tea at home and stay for lunch. "

Xia Dong came to inquire about the situation, so he didn't refuse. He smiled and said, "uncle, finish this work first and then go back. I'll help you."

"No, no, I'm not in a hurry anyway. Old companion, come on, accompany the guests home. I'll buy some vegetables in town."

"Uncle, just a regular meal." Xia Dong quickly stopped Fu Chenghai, "if you are so polite, I'm sorry to stay and cause you trouble."

Fu Chenghai smiled innocently, "girl, you don't know. We don't have any relatives. It's rare for guests to come to the door. We're happy. It's more than 100 meters from here to the town. It's very convenient. You go home with my wife first. I'll be back soon. Let's go with this girl!"

In the last sentence, he refers to the cold snow not far from summer and winter.

Xia Donglian hurriedly said, "this is my driver, uncle. It's causing you trouble."

"Whatever you say, hurry and go home -" although Fu Chenghai is old, he has agile legs and feet and walks briskly to the town.

The old woman put down her work and stood up. She slowly looked up at Xia Dong. Her eyes were a little complicated. With an incomprehensible sadness, she sighed gently, "let's go, let's go home."

The courtyard is not big, but it is very clean.

A sweet scented osmanthus tree was planted in the yard. The light yellow petals were dotted in the green leaves, like stars, and the air was filled with fragrant fragrance.

That tree, with a thick bowl, looks like it has been planted for at least ten years. She can't help being in a trance in summer and winter. She remembers that there is such a strong tree in the quadrangle where she lived when she was a child. Every time osmanthus flowers are in full bloom, her mother will make osmanthus wine dumplings for her, hold her and sit under the osmanthus tree, spoon by spoon, and feed it to her mouth.

Unconsciously, the corners of my eyes are a little wet.

Sweet scented osmanthus is still there, but the warm embrace holding her is gone.

The old woman leaned against the door and looked at Xia Dong standing blankly in front of the osmanthus tree. A touch of pain flashed through her turbid eyes. She quickly hung her head and walked to the room.

A few minutes later, the old woman came out with a small tea table. Xia Dong saw it and hurried forward to help her.

The old woman pointed to the osmanthus tree, "put it under the tree. The scenery outside is good."

"OK." Xia and Dong put the tea table under the osmanthus tree and helped bring a small chair.

The old woman went into the kitchen and made a pot of Osmanthus tea. The yellow and orange tea was slowly poured into the transparent glass, overflowing with aroma.

The three sat around the tea table.

Silence.

Xia Dong looked up at the sweet scented osmanthus tree, hooked his lips and smiled, "aunt, do you also like the sweet scented osmanthus tree?"

The old woman said calmly, "well, my children like sweet scented osmanthus. When I was a child, whenever sweet scented osmanthus blooms, she liked to let me make sweet scented osmanthus wine balls for her."

Summer and winter lips smile more, eyes covered with a layer of mist, "when I was a child, I also liked to pester my mother to make sweet scented osmanthus wine balls."

The old woman's lips were hooked and her voice was soft. "Your mother must be very happy to have such an excellent daughter as you."

Xia Dong's vision was blurred by tears. He couldn't even see the figure opposite and choked slightly. "My mother has died. She didn't see my adult day, let alone enjoy the blessing of the day..."

The old woman lowered her eyes and took up the tea cup to cover the sadness in her eyes, but she couldn't cover her trembling fingers.

"Old companion, I'm back -" an old voice broke the silence in the yard.

Fu Chenghai opened the gate and came in. He was carrying large and small packages of vegetables with a simple smile on his face.

Xia Dong looked up and inexplicably felt that this scene was somewhat familiar. She couldn't help thinking deeply.

Fu Chenghai stepped up to them and said happily, "you sit and I'll cook."

The old woman stood up. "I'd better go. You're here and talk with the guests for a while."

Fu Chenghai touched his head simply and honestly. The wrinkles on his face stretched out and said with a smile, "also, my cooking is not as good as yours. Then you go first. If you need my help, just call me."