Early the next morning.
Hashimoto Lingling woke up early.
She quickly dressed and went to the bathroom.
Squeeze out the toothpaste and brush your teeth with your hands very frequently.
Swish, swish, swish, swish.
"Ah, bleeding."
Feeling a sweet fishy smell on the tip of her tongue, Hashimoto Lingling reached out and wiped her teeth, bringing out a little blood from her gums.
She brushed too hard.
"Hululu... Bah!"
"Bah, bah, bah!"
After rinsing her mouth, she buried her head in the sink and vomited several times. Down.
He didn’t give up until the smell of blood in his mouth was no longer so strong.
Then I randomly picked up a packet of instant miso soup in the kitchen and boiled it in a pot.
He took out the cold rice left in the refrigerator and heated it in the microwave for more than a minute.
While waiting, she exercised in the yard.
Compared to tomorrow, my body seems to feel better.
Although it will be a little tiring to keep moving, it doesn’t matter, she can persist.
Ding——!
The microwave in the kitchen rang, and she trotted into the house and took out the meal.
Then he took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks from the sideboard and packed the rice for himself and his father.
Then take out the miso soup cooked in the pot and eat it with rice, which is their daily breakfast.
"Dad, it's time to eat."
She brought the meal, walked into a dark room and called out.
Naoji Hashimoto, who was lying on the bed, heard the sound and pulled the thread at hand, and the lights in the room turned on.
It is an incandescent lamp with some spider webs wrapped around it. It seems that it has not been used for a long time, and the light is a little weak.
Hashimoto Lingling lifted her father's upper body and sat up.
She stood and fed her father.
Suddenly, Hashimoto Naoji’s dull eyes moved.
"I can do it myself." He said and took the bowl and chopsticks.
Hashimoto Lingling was a little surprised.
He took a few bites and suddenly choked up when he looked at his young daughter, who was no taller than the cabinet in the room.
"Lingling, Dad is sorry for you."
"I'm also sorry for Junyou."
"I'm even more sorry for your mother..."
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."
"Ugh..."
He cried while eating, and his eyes even fell into the soup and rice.
"Dad..."
Looking at this scene, Hashimoto Lingling felt her chest was tight and could not say anything for a while.
Suddenly, she began to move her whole body.
Arms and thighsHe moved around the room randomly, in front of Naoji Hashimoto.
Weird and weird actions, slightly funny.
"That aunt said that as long as I insist on moving my body, I will not die, nor will I be like my father."
"And my mother will come back!"
"So, Dad, there is no need to be sorry to me!"
Naoji Hashimoto looked at it, his tears turning into a smile.
He knows better than anyone that this is all a lie.
But he still smiled and encouraged: "Okay, Lingling will persevere until the day her mother comes back."
"Yeah!"
< p> Hashimoto Lingling’s eyes were extremely firm, Mom will be back!After this.
She cleared away the dishes and chopsticks that Naoji Hashimoto had finished eating, and had breakfast herself.
It's time to go to school.
She was about to go out with a worn pink schoolbag on her back.
When I opened the door, I thought I had forgotten something important.
She walked into the house again and came to a silent room.
There is a shrine facing the room.
A clean vessel was placed on the shrine. There was not deep water in it, and there was a flower floating on the water.
There is a portrait on the wall, that of a very young boy.
She walked in, walked to the shrine, and looked at the boy deeply.
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Then he picked up a wooden utensil placed on the shrine and knocked it on the wooden board that looked like a basin.
There was a crisp sound, and even Naoji Hashimoto who was lying in the room heard it.
This is a custom unique to their area, offering water.
Ring the water board to express your thoughts and prayers for your deceased loved ones.
"Junyou, my dear brother."
"Sister will carry your share with us."
She walked out of the room, He moved his hands from time to time and walked with a deliberately wide step.
When she came to the street of the village, her good friend from school, Kimura Zenka, happened to come out from the house next door.
"I'm going out!"
"Walk slowly."
Her parents waved to her at the door.
So envious.
After Hashimoto Lingling saw it, she tried her best to wave to her and shouted loudly:
"Zanhua! Let's go to school together!"
Kimura Zenka walked towards her strangely.
"What? Aren't we always going to school together?"
"And you didWhy are you waving so hard, you've been acting weird since last night..."
"Where are you? "
The two of them were chatting and walking towards the school.
Unexpectedly, Kimura Takashi and his wife were standing at the door, watching the two little girls leave.
"Hey... Lingling, this kid, no one sees her when she goes out. "
"Miss Quan Nai packed up her things and left last night. It seems that she will not come back again..."
Shanhua's mother said this.
Kimura Takashi shook his head and sighed: "It's no wonder Izuna, Naoji is really hopeless. "
"It's just a pain for the child Lingling. "
As neighbors and friends, they have done their best.
When the two little girls went to the class, it was almost time to take roll.
There was no way, because their home was really far away from the school.
The head teacher just took a look and let them in.
"Hashimoto, I fell down yesterday. Nothing's wrong, right? "She came to Hashimoto Lingling's seat and asked carefully.
"Thank you for your concern, teacher. I have nothing to do. "Hashimoto Lingling said, and stood up and jumped.
"That's good, it doesn't matter if you lose the game, don't take it to heart. "
This sentence seemed to mean something, but Hashimoto Lingling only half understood it at the time.
"Yes. "
It's lunch break.
The three girls gathered around Hashimoto Lingling's seat and said with an attitude of asking questions:
"Hashimoto, In this sports meeting, you are the only one who caused our class to be at the bottom of the grade. Don’t you have anything to say? "
Seeing that the visitor was unkind, Shanhua immediately stood up to help her good friend and counterattacked:
"You three, cowards who have not participated in a single project, what right do you have to say this to Lingling? What kind of words? "
"Lingling at least dares to fight for the honor of the class, what about you? Is it because I know I can’t compare to others or something? "
"Don't look for trouble here! "
Although Kimura Zenka is young, she has a pair of sharp eyes and a eloquent mouth.
The three people who were in a fight gritted their teeth speechlessly and stared fiercely. She.
"We are talking to Hashimoto-san, what does it have to do with her...?" ”
“Isn’t it true that Hashimoto lost the game because of his fall? "
The three of them could not talk to Shanhua, so they could only leave in despair, saying bad things behind their back.
"Lingling, don't worry about them, you did nothing wrong. ”
“Okay, let’s go have a lunch?” "
After Kimura Zenka drove away the three people, he smiled and said to Hashimoto Lingling.
But Hashimoto Lingling felt more or less guilty because of what the three people said.
And she...
There is no lunch box to eat today.
When her mother left, no one prepared for her, and she couldn't do it herself.
So she refused:
"Forget it, Shanhua, I don't have a lunch box today."
"It doesn't matter, you eat mine."
"Let's go, let's go to the playground."
Shanhua took the lunch box in one hand, picked her up with the other, and walked out of the classroom.