The life of Lao Liu since 1944

In a blink of an eye, it was the time to meet Mu Chunhua. Hou Jie packed up carefully, went out early in the morning, and hurried towards the Mu family.

When he arrived at the door of the Mu family and gently knocked on the simple and solid wooden door, he was still looking forward to Mu Chunhua's cooking skills. After a while, the door was opened by Mu Chunhua enthusiastically, and her face was filled with a warm smile, like a ray of sunshine in spring that sprinkled on Hou Jie's heart, making Hou Jie feel much more comfortable.

He naturally took Hou Jie's hand and led him into the yard.

Hou Jie's heartbeat accelerated instantly when he touched the pair of smooth and soft little hands. As if being pulled by an invisible force, he followed the owner of those hands and walked into the yard unconsciously. Being pulled by those little hands, Hou Jie's heart surged with an irresistible ripple.

Faced with the intimate behavior of such a beauty, Hou Jie was confused.

My heart was in turmoil. "I have been single for 40 years! Do you know how I got through it? I was miserable!

"Because I'm poor, I've been on so many dates, but I've never even held someone's hand. Do you believe it?"

"The blind date partners are either idiots, cripples, or people who dislike him in various ways. He is a little afraid of marriage! If he hadn't traveled through time and lived his life over again, he wouldn't have the courage to get married!"

Having never experienced such a shock before, he was at a loss for a moment and let those slightly cool fingertips gently touch his skin, which felt great.

No wonder people say that heroes are tempted by beautiful women. He never considered himself a hero, nor did he want to be a hero. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many men in later generations who would be deceived and left with nothing but their underpants.

When a woman is gentle and considerate, she can make you want to melt your heart, but when she is fierce, she can also kill you. Fortunately, I have watched TV and know what kind of person Mu Chunhua is, so I am not panicking.

This is why he doesn't date other women, because of the unknown, so he's afraid.

Mu Chunhua didn’t know that Hou Jie was such a dramatic person. If she had known, she would definitely have rolled her eyes at him.

Hou Jie knew her plight well. Almost all of her meager salary was invested in paying for her father's medical expenses, and her living expenses and savings were almost zero. Therefore, when visiting her, Hou Jie noticed that she only brought two bottles of high-quality wine and a pound of beef as gifts.

I was full of curiosity and exploration about Mu Chunhua's home. When she passed through the mottled screen wall, the view suddenly opened up and several main houses came into view. Although these houses used traditional brick and tile structures, the traces of time carved on their surfaces showed the fact that they had gone through vicissitudes, revealing a kind of light dilapidated beauty. Despite this, these buildings still stand tall, demonstrating a tenacious vitality.

On both sides are the simple kitchen and utility room. Although they are not big, they are well organized, reflecting the careful management of the owner. In the center of the yard, there is a table and chairs carefully carved from stone, which is not only a way of hospitality, but also a vivid embodiment of the simple and warm character of the owner. Although there are not many pieces of furniture in the house, each one is wiped clean and shines with a clean luster, which is enough to prove that Mu Chunhua is a diligent and capable woman.

Her family situation is clearly revealed from these details, and it is indeed in a relatively tight situation. However, the hardship of life did not wear away her love and persistent pursuit of life, but instead made her strive to create a better living environment under limited conditions, showing an indescribable tenacity and strength.

Mu Chunhua warmly invited Hou Jie to sit in the main living room, made him a cup of hot tea, and then turned around and threw herself into the busy kitchen.

As the clear water flows on the leaves, the tip of the knife lightly touches the chopping board, and the fire burns brightly under the stove, one home-cooked dish after another gradually takes shape.

Hou Jie was not the kind of person who could sit still and wait. He watched Mu Chunhua rushing back and forth in the kitchen, washing rice and cooking, picking vegetables and cutting meat, her movements were quick and orderly. He really couldn't sit still, so he stood up and walked to the kitchen door, saying that he wanted to help.

Mu Chunhua declined at first, as she believed that men should enjoy tea in the living room rather than being busy in the kitchen. However, Hou Jie was determined, so Mu Chunhua had to follow his wishes.

So, in the limited space of the kitchen, the two began to work together. Mu Chunhua was the chef, and Hou Jie was responsible for some auxiliary work, such as peeling garlic, washing vegetables, and passing seasonings. He shuttled back and forth in front of the stove, sometimes lowering his head to focus on the work in his hands, and sometimes looking up to exchange cooking experiences or chat with Mu Chunhua about family matters.

The smile on the corner of her mouth seems to be the warmest picture under the warm spring sun, making the originally simple cooking process full of the interest and harmony of life.

Hou Jie asked casually, "Sister Mu, where are all the people in your family? Why is there no one at home?"

After hearing this, Mu Chunhua's eyes flashed with sadness, and she said slowly: "My old father is the only one left at home now, and the others are gone."

Hou Jie's heart tightened when he heard this. He knew that the "others" Mu Chunhua was talking about were her mother and brother. They had separated from the family because they disliked old man Mu's illness. However, Hou Jie did not respond immediately. He knew that he needed to give Mu Chunhua some space to deal with her emotions at this time.

After a while, Hou Jie asked again: "What about uncle? How is he?"

Mu Chunhua replied with a trembling voice: "My father is sick and in the hospital."

Hou Jie felt even heavier in his heart, as he knew the pain and pressure that Mu Chunhua was currently enduring.

In order to treat her father's illness, Mu Chunhua spent all her money, sold her property, and sought medical resources at all costs. In desperation, they moved to the old house, which carried traces of time and countless memories, hoping to find a turning point in life here. However, life did not become easier because of this. After the separation of the family, Old Man Mu was alone, relying on the silent protection and care of this eldest daughter.

Old Man Mu's condition requires specific Western medicine to maintain and treat, but in this turbulent era, it is not easy to obtain medicine.

The shadow of war looms over the land, the shortage of medicines is getting worse, the prices of medicines on the market are soaring, and ordinary families can't afford it. A bottle of ordinary western medicine is priced at 100 yuan on the market, and there is no market for it, which undoubtedly puts Mu Chunhua in a desperate situation.

Standing in front of the window, looking at the bleak scenery outside, Mu Chunhua's heart was filled with grief like a raging wave, almost overflowing. She knew very well that her father's illness could not be maintained without these drugs, but she was unable to buy them at the moment. The helplessness and despair were like a sharp blade gently cutting through her heart, making her feel miserable.