After my divorce, I opened a gourmet restaurant

Luo Yingsong left the cave and cut a lot of wood and brought it home.

Han Yan followed him silently.

The house was still the same mud house, it looked older and more dilapidated, and there was no rooster crow in the yard.

The new house promised by Luo Shan was not built in the end.

"Mother, I'm back.

Luo Yingsong removed the wood on his shoulder, knocked off the snowflakes on his body, and walked into the house.

It wasn't much warmer inside than outside, just no wind.

"I'm back.

Zhou Helian walked out of the house, and Han Yan was instantly stunned when she saw her like this.

Obviously, only two years later, just over forty, she became like a little old lady, hunched over, white hair mixed with black hair, even more tired.

"It's back.

Luo Yingsong took off his coat and put his clothes on the kang.

The hangers and the chickens and ducks at home were all snatched away by the bullies a year ago.

In these days, there is no royal law.

Luo Yingsong didn't dare to look at Zhou Helian's eyes, he didn't know how to say that he was going to fight the Japanese.

As soon as he left, Zhou Helian was left alone at home, and in this chaotic year, there was an old mother left at home, which made people feel at ease.

"How is the injured hero, is he better?" Zhou Helian asked.

"It's much better, the bullet has been taken out, the medicine has been taken, the high fever has subsided, and it is estimated that people will be able to walk away in the next two days. Luo Yingsong sat on the edge of the kang and replied with his head down.

He still didn't know how to say it, he couldn't say it.

"Mother, I think!" he said suddenly.

"Go ahead.

Zhou Helian spoke lightly, and her tone was as relaxed as possible.

Luo Yingsong raised his head sharply and looked at his mother in astonishment.

"Mother, how

are you...""You are the meat that fell from your mother's body, can you hide anything from me."

Zhou Helian sat next to Luo Yingsong and held her son's hand.

"It's a good thing to fight the Japanese, I don't understand the reason, but when I was young, I also studied in a private school for a few years, and the country is gone, let alone a home.

"I've been thinking about it for a long time these days, you're going to fight the Japanese, it's a good thing that my mother won't stop me, but they are cruel and ruthless and inhumane, and my mother is worried that you will never come back."

Luo Yingsong knelt directly in front of Zhou Helian.

"Mother, I will definitely come back alive, and I will give you a pension, and after I kill all the Japanese traitors, I will build a big house, and no one will dare to bully our family at that time."

Luo Yingsong said, his eyes falling down.

"What an adult, still crying, your father can fight a wolf with his bare hands when he is your age.

Zhou Helian sneered, "You just need to be safe when you go to the battlefield, my mother can take care of herself at home, you don't have to worry about it, I still have the strength in my body, and the things grown in this little land in the backyard are enough for me to eat."

"You just take care of yourself, if you die, there will be no one to support your mother."

Luo Yingsong wiped a handful of tears, "Don't worry, I will definitely come back alive, you can wait for me at home, no matter what, I come back once a year, I take care of myself outside, and you have to take care of yourself at home."

Luo Yingsong held back these words for several days, and after saying them, he only felt that a stone in his heart had fallen.

"Good, good. Zhou Helian helped up her son, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Mother promises you, mother is good in this house, and you are also clever outside, as long as you are safe.

Luo Yingsong nodded heavily, "Mother, I'm going to chop wood!" Seeing

that the leg injury of the bolt was healed, Brother Ma said that he would have to leave here in a few years, and he would follow when the time came.

Take advantage of the fact that I have to chop some firewood in the past few days, my mother's health is not good, and she can't be allowed to go up the mountain in winter.

At dawn the next day, Luo Yingsong went up the mountain to chop firewood, one by one, and in the corner of the yard, the firewood was piled up into a wall.

This is not the end, these days as soon as he has time, he goes to chop wood, and in his spare time, he has laid the roof of the house with hay, the chairs and benches in the house have been reinforced, and the ashes in the stove pit have been pulled out inside and out.

If it weren't for winter, he would have ploughed all the ground in his backyard.

Finally tomorrow is the day of parting, Luo Xingsong was lying in the outhouse, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, he suddenly remembered when a family of three gathered around the table to eat stewed chicken two years ago.

If the Japanese devils hadn't come, life would have gone on like this.

In the middle of the night, Luo Yingsong looked at the earthen wall in the house by the moonlight, he wanted to push the earthen wall countless times and build a big house for the family, but at this moment, the people have not left, and they have already begun to miss it.

Early the next morning, the sky was dark, and the sun did not wake Luo Yingsong, but the sound of stir-frying woke him up.

Luo Yingsong jumped down from the kang and walked to the outhouse, where he saw Zhou Helian stir-frying, and the long-lost fragrance came from the pot.

"Mother, what are you doing?"

"Spicy shredded pork."

Zhou Helian smiled with a smile, and a few strands of hair hung down.

"Huh?"

Luo Yingsong grinned in surprise, their family hadn't eaten meat for a long time, where did the spicy shredded pork come from?

Scales fall from one's eyes.

"Mother, where is your

hosta?" This hosta was given to Zhou Helian by Luo Shan when he was young, and in order to buy this hairpin, Luo Shan stole a pig in the family and sold it, almost killing his father.

Zhou Helian has always been a baby to put this hairpin on her head, and when the bully came to the house a year ago, she was not robbed.

Now the hosta is gone.

"What's all the fuss about? The hairpin is gone, it's gone, I will always remember your father's intentions, there's nothing to be sorry about.

"You leave today, my mother wants you to eat something good." Zhou Helian said without raising her head.

Luo Yingsong's tears flowed down again, obviously he had decided on something, but he didn't want to leave now.

"What are you crying about, go with the rice, the dishes will be fine in a while.

After a while, the dish was ready, Luo Yingsong picked it up and took a big bite, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Mother, this spicy shredded pork doesn't taste right!" Zhou

Helian sighed, "The hosta was replaced with eight taels of pork, a few chili peppers, this cold winter, I can't buy coriander, I originally wanted to make meat and egg dumplings for you, but there is no noodles at home, so I can only use the dried mother-in-law's diced leaves to fry a spicy shredded pork."

The more Luo Yingsong listened, the more unpleasant he became, and he swore in his heart that he must let his mother live a good life.

"Mother, this dish is delicious, you can eat it too!" Zhou

Helian smiled, "You eat more, and my mother will cook it for you in the future."

Luo Yingsong stuffed another chopstick dish into his mouth, and while eating, he thought about eating the dishes made by his mother next time he came back.

This thought is a lifetime.

The second year of Luo Yingsong's departure, the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

She used all the money to buy yellow paper and wine.

I burned the paper, drank the wine, and never woke up that night.

She died on the home's clay kang.

......

The fog was shrouded, Han Yan came back, he stood stunned, and didn't say anything for a long time.