Chapter 57 A Grandma
"Wow, that brother is so powerful..."
"Is my little sister's head on fire? Will she be okay..."
"Is she a red kid..."
"Oh, she is a girl. Is Red Boy a boy or a girl..."
"Blue Fire, that's Blue Boy, haha..."
……
Zhu Guangfa couldn't remember how long it had been before his daughter was as lively as she is today.
The daughter surrounded her mother and kept chattering.
Du Xiuzhi originally wanted to give her a pass and tease her, but she couldn't resist her constant teasing.
Zhu Guangfa stood on the chair and took down the two bottles of wine from the counter.
Du Xiuzhi stood below and reached out to help catch it.
Zhu Guangfa's eyes widened and he said in surprise: "Why can you catch things?"
"Did you just find out?" Du Xiuzhi rolled her eyes at him.
Then he said: "I don't know the specifics. Mr. Shen stretched out his fingers to make the secret, and I felt a faint blue light hitting my face. Then I felt my body became heavy, and I felt like I was down to earth. I no longer felt the futility I had always felt. Strength, the feeling of lightness and wind blowing..."
"Although everyone still can't see me, I feel like I'm not much different from a living person..."
This is not surprising. After all, the Nine Nether Demon Lord captures the innocent souls on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Not only can he use weapons and weapons, he can also charm people's hearts and absorb their essence. Although he is not a ghost cultivator, he is blessed by the [Ten Thousand Souls Banner]. Already has some ghost cultivation abilities.
When Zhu Guangfa heard this, he immediately became energetic and said excitedly: "Then let's go and beg Mr. Shen to let you stay by my side forever."
"Do you think the two wisps of Qi I gave you are good things? If they are contaminated for a long time, they will corrode your bodies and turn you into the living dead..."
"Is it so serious?"
"So, Mom, how long can you stay with us?"
Zhu Tingting on the side was no longer active, her little face was full of sadness, and Zhu Guangfa also looked serious.
"Okay, don't be like this. It's already a great blessing to be able to meet you again, so why bother asking for more?" Du Xiuzhi reached out and hugged the two of them.
Seeing that his daughter was sad, Zhu Guangfa quickly changed the topic and said: "These two bottles of wine are too light to give to Mr. Shen."
Du Xiuzhi smiled and said: "For Mr. Shen, nothing you give is too light. In that case, then give him your best thing."
"Well, let's go outside later and buy some more things. It's not very decent to only give away two bottles of wine."
"But you're still not willing to drink these two bottles of Xifeng?"
"Hehe~, let me leave you a thought." Zhu Guangfa scratched his head and smiled innocently.
His words aroused the curiosity of Zhu Tingting next to her.
"What are you thinking about?"
Du Xiuzhi explained with a smile: "This is the wine your father brought to your grandpa when he went to my house for the first time. It was also the wine he bought with his first salary."
"But why doesn't grandpa drink at my house now?"
"No, because your grandpa was reluctant to drink it, so I carried him back."
Speaking of his grandfather, Zhu Guangfa asked in a low voice: "Have you seen them?"
Du Xiuzhi shook her head and said with a smile: "Probably because you took good care of me and I was very satisfied with you and had no worries, so I left."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Guangfa just looked at her deeply, pursed his lips, and said quietly: "Not really..."
He has always been worried about Du Xiuzhi's death and felt that he had not taken good care of her.
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Yin Xingyue's hometown is a small and remote village.
The village is basically filled with old people and children, and Yin Xingyue used to be one of them.
However, she did not admit that she was a left-behind child because her father died and left her in the village instead of going out to work. Sometimes, she was a little happy about this.
Yin Xingyue's grandma is called Po Yin, and everyone calls her that. Even Yin Xingyue doesn't know her specific name. Even this surname is not her own, it is her grandfather's surname.
Grandma Yin's life was very difficult. She lost her husband when she was young, her son when she was old, and then she lost her only granddaughter...
So Grandma Yin's whole body collapsed and she couldn't straighten her waist. She could only walk with her back hunched and her head lowered.
She walked slowly but carefully. She didn't know why she was still alive, but as of now, she wouldn't die for a while.
Sometimes, living is actually a kind of pain.
But for Granny Yin, it was just like that, because she had suffered so much pain in her life that she became numb.
For her, she has no surprises when she is alive, and she is not sad when she dies.
Living is just living, it has no meaning.
However, the only thing that often made her sigh and regret was taking away her granddaughter Xiaoyue to her mother.
She couldn't understand why Xiaoyue committed suicide. Isn't it bad to live?
She often asked herself this, but she didn't have the answer.
But she hopes Xiaoyue is alive, hopes to see her and hear her call her grandma...
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So she regretted it, regretted it very much, regretted it very much...
So she became even more hunched...
"I don't want to either..."
This is the sentence that Grandma Yin talks about most often.
But——
Xiaoyue raised a puppy. The puppy was very obedient. As long as Xiaoyue barked, he would happily run forward.
But one day, Grandma Yin asked her where the puppy was.
She smiled and said they divided it up, giving half to the fourth uncle and half to Wang Dana in the west of the village.
She knew that she could no longer keep Xiaoyue by her side. She wanted to study like her father and go to a better place to study.
But why is this happening? I don’t want to either...
Po Yin regretted it.
She tried hard to pull the small cart behind her. It was given to her by the owner of a small shop at the entrance of the village. It was said to be a gift from the washing powder company. Old men and women in the city liked to pull it to buy vegetables, so the boss gave her one. It is convenient for her to pick up rags.
At this time, her small cart was filled with junk, including cardboard boxes, plastic bottles, scrap wire, etc., which were piled high.
Grandma Yin wants to drag them to the town to sell them. The town is actually not far away, about ten miles away, and it takes half an hour to ride a bicycle.
But for the stooped Granny Yin, the town was far enough that it would take her half a day to walk back and forth.
Po Yin put her hands behind her back, beat her waist, and stopped again.
But she didn't rest for long, and she continued to drag the cart and continued on the road.
This time it felt much easier, but she quickly realized that the feeling of being helpless was because someone was pushing her from behind.
She turned around and saw a familiar figure standing behind her, looking at her with a smile on his face.
"Grandma~"
Facing the afternoon sun, her smile became even brighter.
Po Yin didn't feel scared or surprised, only an indescribable sense of calmness and joy.
She grinned, revealing a mouth full of broken teeth, and every wrinkle on her face seemed to be filled with a smile.
"It's Xiaoyue." She said.
"Grandma~" Yin Xingyue called again.
"Are you here to pick up grandma?"
Death is actually a joyful thing.
(End of chapter)