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Chapter 348 Goodbye(1/3)

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Just like the face stored in Qianye's memory, it has gradually become mimetic due to the passage of time.

Qianye asked Lin Xiaoxiao to place the flowers next to the tombstone, and then negotiated a deal with the other party.

[I will give you money, can you kneel down for me? In my name.]

Lin Xiaoxiao said nothing.

She is very emotional and can understand most of what Qianye is thinking...

Even without the money Qianye mentioned, she would agree to this request.

The soil in front of the tombstone is a little messy.

Maybe it's because the cleaning staff took advantage of it...

In short, when Lin Xiaoxiao knelt down, he could only feel the sand that had not been cleared under his knees, and it was so painful to kneel down.

And this kneeling...

Just a few minutes.

The wind seemed to have become gentler at this time, blowing the hair on Lin Xiaoxiao's face, and it was rare to see tranquility on her ordinary face.

Like a character walking out of a painting, quiet and elegant...

Get rid of the trivial memory fragments in your mind.

Qianye silently looked at the relatives who were no longer alive in front of him, and only remembered that when he was a child, he was like a follower. No matter where his grandmother went, he would follow her for a reason.

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Even though she has nothing to say, she still calls her grandma. When she hears the other party agree to her promise, she will feel an inexplicable satisfaction in her heart.

The dumplings and glutinous rice balls made by grandma are so delicious...

Qianye will eat a big bowl every time during the festival.

It's a pity that his hands are very clumsy and he can't use Kuaizi well. After eating, he always puts the fillings into the clean soup, and finally turns into a bowl of sesame lake.

It's tasteless when you drink it, and it feels like a waste when you throw it away...

At that time.

Chino's favorite food is the braised beef noodles on the supermarket shelf.

It's strange that these small packets of condiments can arouse the taste buds on his tongue every time.

More than once.

He had begged his grandma to buy him a few bags and put them at home. He made excuses saying that if his grandma had something to do and couldn't cook for him, he would also make instant noodles to eat so that he wouldn't starve...

certainly.

With Chino's temperament, he couldn't wait for so long.

After grandma promised to buy it with a wrinkled smile on her face, he would eat it all within a day or two...

The world is really like instant noodles.

In the past, I thought it was delicious, as if I had grown up and realized the freedom of instant noodles.

But when you really grow up, the instant noodles don't have much flavor anymore. If you want to eat instant noodles, you will most likely be in a state of depression...

People who were there before will always feel like they are there.

But when I realize that the other person has left and will never appear in front of me, and laughs at whether I want to eat the meat pie sold at the school gate, I feel sad afterwards.

Chino has two bottles of chili sauce at home that will not be opened.

That thing has long passed its shelf life and can be thrown into the trash can and dumped in the garbage station.

But Chino won’t...

Maybe people have this idea, thinking that if they keep the things left by their old friends, they will think of them at some point in the future.

Therefore, even though the chili sauce that grandma made before her death may have turned into a sour smell, Qianye still chose to put it quietly in the refrigerator.

Take a seat?

Won't......

That kind of thing will never take place.

Just like Qian Ye's longing, after seeing the old tomb, he wished he could go back to the past. No matter what he did, his grandmother would support him...

【grandmother......】

Whisper this title softly.

Her nose was slightly sore, and Qianye felt that when this title came out of her mouth again, she felt inappropriately unfamiliar.

He hasn't been a follower for a long time.

It’s been a long time since my grandma kept calling each other from behind...

It’s been a long time since I’ve had the chili sauce made by my grandma.

If you don't cover yourself with a quilt when you sleep, it's impossible for someone to cover you thoughtfully and worry about catching a cold...

He has grown up.

Now I am an adult who can take care of myself.

The childhood-like period is completely gone, which means that such an experience will never happen again.

People from the past are people from the past.

Qianye could only stare blankly at the cold tombstone now, mourning the grandmother who always wore an apron and asked herself if she had enough to eat.

The last encounter...

He still remembers that it was a sunny day.

Two days ago, my grandma fell ill. She fell on the bed and couldn't say a word. Her throat was full of rustling phlegm, as if something was blocking her.

And on this day.

Grandma suddenly and inexplicably got better.

Not only can I walk normally, but I can also cook a large pot of porridge by myself and eat all the porridge in the bowl as usual...

When Qianye, who was originally very worried, saw this scene, he thought that his grandmother would recover completely and be able to resume her previous life.

That day...

It's still that day.

Grandma took out a plastic bag from her pocket, which was filled with white napkins one after another. In the end, she got riches from helping others or picking up plastic bottles that others didn't want on the road.

This is her lifetime wealth!

It was she who raised Qianye to such a great height!

Grandma, who usually taught Qianye to save some money, counted the banknotes that looked like wrinkles on her face that day, and finally took out the largest two and stuffed them into Qianye's hand.

"Xiaoye, tomorrow is your birthday. When school is over, remember to tell the boss of the cake shop you pass by and ask him to make a cake for you early tomorrow morning."

"By the way, didn't you say you wanted to eat roast duck..."

"Let's just buy half of it and bring it back. Grandma's teeth don't taste good and she can't eat it. If we buy too much, we're afraid we won't be able to finish it."

"Grandma doesn't know what kind of birthday gift you want for the remaining money, so I'll just treat it as a red envelope for you. If there's anything you like, then buy it yourself..."

A heavy two hundred yuan.

Qianye was very sensible. After she had the remaining money, she directly bought the foot bath that her grandmother had always wanted, as well as some medicines that were said to have health-preserving effects.

It may be fake, or it may not have that effect at all...

After all, the price is very cheap.

One hundred dollars can't buy the blood circulation and blood clots that the salesman talks about, as well as good health.

But Chino is happy...

He was happy that he had become sensible for once, and he was happy that his grandmother was surprised when she saw the footbath.

He was looking forward to grandma talking about wasting money and looking at her baby again and again...

That day.

He returned home.

But before the footbath and medicinal materials were delivered, no one opened the wooden door that had been painted with childish graffiti when he was a child.

Knock on the door, knock on the door...

Qianye even forgot how long he had been knocking.

How many times did he call his grandmother at home towards the window?

In short.
To be continued...
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