Anluoluo got up and saw Chuntao drying pepper in the yard, so she went to help.

"Don't move, just have a good rest." Chuntao looks at anluoluo, just like bao'er, for fear of being hungry.

"Aunt Chuntao, I'm not so delicate. I can do a lot of work. I'll do it." Said Angelo.

"You are not delicate, but in my heart, you are very delicate. I'll take good care of you for your mother. I can't... " Spring peach said shut up, she knew in front of anluoluo cherry, will let anluoluo sad.

Anluoluo knew very well, so she changed the topic and said, "Auntie, if you are not busy, can you take me to my mother's house?"

"Yes, it's OK. I don't live in my home for a long time. It's estimated that there is a lot of dust." Chuntao replied.

"No, I'm not afraid." Anluoluo is not suitable to say at all.

The peach took anlolo, and arrived in a few steps. The door was closed. Even if there was no owner for decades, no one had ever pryed in the lock, and no one even turned over the wall to steal.

"Ah, there is no key. Your mother was the last to leave. The key should be with her, or where she put it." Spring peach said, began to turn around the forehead, especially under the brick, because people here often hide the key under the brick when they go out.

But not found, Chuntao sighed.

Anluoluo suddenly remembered that she seemed to have seen a key in her mother's relics, and her mother often took out the key and looked at it in a daze.

She could almost be sure that the key in her mother's belongings opened the door.

The mother as a baby as the key, the original so profound.

I remember that she once took it out to play and was scolded by her mother for fear that she would lose it.

In anluoluo's impression, her mother was very kind, almost never beat him to scold her, but that time, her mother was angry because of a key, and at that time, she felt aggrieved and made a fuss.

Now she understood the meaning of the key and why her mother was angry.

"Auntie, wait a minute. I know where the key is." Anluoluo said and went back to Chuntao's home. Chuntao didn't know what she was going to do, so she went back with her.

I just saw anluoluo open his suitcase, pour out all the clothes, and then find the key from a well sealed box.

"Ah, here are the keys." Chuntao is also very surprised. After so many years, the house hasn't been occupied for decades, and the lock has rusted, but the key is still shining, how well it is kept during recess, and it's often taken out to wipe it.

"This is my mother's legacy." Anluoluo told Chuntao the origin of the key.

Spring peach tears in an instant. This little key contains cherry's deep homesickness, but she can never come back.

In the yard, Chuntao grabs a handful of sawdust again, so that it can be poured into the lock hole, so as to open the rusty lock.

The moment the door was opened, anluoluo looked at the empty yard full of weeds, as well as the closed door.

"Mom, I'm back." She whispered in her mouth.