Qi'er pursed her lips, looked away from the steamed bread, put the plate on the ground carefully, and got up, "I'll pour water for my mother."

The fire has been burning, the water in the pot completely opened, issued a "gudu, gudu" sound, Qi Er is not afraid, put the sleeve cover to the hand, to carry the pot.

Xia Xi stops him, "don't move, I'll do it."

There is not much water in the jar, but if it spills out, it will burn Kiel.

Qi'er is used to it. She doesn't wait for Xia Xi to get up. She has taken the pot down neatly. She still tells him, "mother, sit still. Qi'er can do it well."

Say, pour the water in the jar into the bowl, steadily end in front of Xia Xi, small mouth blowing gas.

See his skilled action, I do not know why, Xia Xi heart a burst of sour, hastily cover up the mouth, "mother is not thirsty, you eat steamed bread first."

Qi'er's action of blowing water did not stop, "Qi'er is not hungry, mother eat first, wait for you to finish eating, the water just can drink."

With these words, he couldn't help looking at the steamed bread on the plate and swallowing his saliva. Afraid of being seen by Xia Xi, he quickly takes back his eyes.

Xia Xi saw his actions clearly, frowned slightly, just about to speak

"Gululu, gululu..."

Kiel's stomach makes a noise.

Qi'er's face turned red immediately, and she didn't dare to look at Xia Xi with her head down.

Xia Xi reaches for the bowl, puts it on the ground and hands him the steamed bread in her hand. Her voice is so soft that she can't believe it,

"Eat it."

Qi'er hesitated and held out her hand. She took the steamed bread and held it tightly in her hand.

Xia Xi picked up a steamed bread again, put it into her mouth, took a big bite and said vaguely, "eat it."

Qi'er stares at the steamed bread for a long time. Then she raises it to her mouth and takes a small bite. She chews it carefully for a long time and swallows it quickly. Looking up at Xia Xi, her face is full of smiles and her eyes are narrowed. "Niang, this steamed bread is delicious."

Xia Xi looked at him with a smile, "if it's delicious, we'll both finish it."

Qi'er didn't know what she thought of. Her smile went on. She looked at the steamed bread on the plate, and then looked at what she had in her hand. Then she broke off more than half of what she didn't eat, put it back on the plate, and raised her smile again. "Qi'er can't eat so much, so I'll keep it for my mother."

Xia Xi eat steamed bread action pause, and then quickly swallow the steamed bread, hand touched his head, "Qi Er, believe mother, will not let you hungry again."

Qi'er smiles more brightly and nods hard, "I believe in Niang."

Xia Xi took the steamed bread he broke off and put it back into his hands, "then, Qi'er will eat more, and only when she is full can she have the strength to help her mother."

....

Having enough to eat and drink, Qi'er adds some dry wood to the fire, which makes the house warmer.

Xia Xi slowly stood up and went to the door, looking at the situation in the hospital.

The yard is not big, empty, and there is nothing. The wall and the other side are connected as a whole. The top of the wall is very high, and the brick is also used. The two courtyards are also separated by a wall, and the moon gate is in the middle.

It seems to see, did not see a separate door here, Xia Xi frowned, "Qi Er, how do we go out on weekdays?"

Qi'er came to her and pointed to the moon gate, "from here, through grandma's yard, we can go out."

After a pause, he said, "my mother seldom went out before."

Xia Xi frowned more tightly, intuition is not right, according to reason, since they are a separate yard, they should have a separate door, but why not.

There was pain in the back of the head.

Xia Xi put down her doubts for a while, turned to enter the room, bent down to pick up the two quilts on the ground, and walked into the inner room.

There are many furnishings in the house, including dressing table, cupboard and so on.

Xia Xi only glanced slightly, then casually threw the quilt on the Kang and said, "Qi'er, come in."

Qi'er came in and saw that Xia Xi had already laid down. She quickly covered the quilt for her. "I'll have a good sleep, and I'll keep my mother."

Xia Xi's words just now are still echoing in his mind. Qi'er is looking forward to her mother's sleep and remembering herself.

Although it's good for his mother to be like this now, he always feels uneasy in his heart. He doesn't feel like his mother.

Reaching for his head, Xia Xi closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

....

This sleep for more than an hour, opened his eyes, the room is quiet, there is no sound.

Xia Xi tentatively called out, "Qi'er!"

No one should.

Xia Xi slowly sat up and touched the back of her head. She got a big lump down, but it didn't hurt any more. She took back her hand, lifted the quilt, got off the Kang, and came to the outer room.

The fire is still steaming. It should be burning when she is asleep. She looks out and doesn't see Qi'er.

Xia Xi frowns and thinks of something. She looks at the fire. Sure enough, there is no firewood left. Qi'er should go out to pick up firewood.

Without thinking, Xia Xi walked out, walked through the moon gate, and walked slowly towards the gate.

The woman is just about to go out. As soon as she opens the door, she sees Xia Xi in the yard. She is surprised and closes the door with a bang. Then she quickly lies on the door to see what Xia Xi wants to do through the crack of the door.

Looking at her walking out of the gate, she thought that she would go out to spread the news that she had knocked her down. In a panic, she immediately opened the door and said in a loud voice, "Xia, I tell you, if you dare..."

Xia Xi a cold fierce eyes see past, the words behind the woman choked in the throat, a word also can't say.

Ignore her, Xia Xi directly out of the door, standing in the door, looked around. She didn't accept the memory of the original owner. She didn't know where to pick up firewood. Seeing a mountain not far away, she walked slowly towards the foot of the mountain.

Out of the village, they see a small river, the river is not wide, the river has formed a thick ice.

At the foot of the mountain not far away, there was a small figure bending over to bundle the collected firewood together.

Xia Xi quickened her pace.

Qi'er tied up the dry firewood with great effort. Just as she was about to carry it, she heard the sound of footsteps and looked back in doubt. She saw that it was Xia Xi. She was stunned for a moment, and then asked eagerly, "is my mother waking up? I've already picked up the firewood. Let's go back quickly. "

Xia Xi has come to him, his hands are red, but there are fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his throat is a little tight. "It's warm in the room, but my mother just woke up and came out for a walk."

Qi son this just put down heart, bend over, want to carry dry wood.

Xia Xi stopped him.

Raise the sleeve to help him wipe the sweat of the forehead, one hand to pick up the dry wood, one hand to take Qi'er back.

Walking by the river, Xia Xi suddenly asked, "Qi'er, is there any fish in the river?"