Chapter 900: Old and confused grandma?(1/2)
The old lady sees the little guy every day when she wakes up.
Then we wash together and eat together.
She rambled on about the past, and the little guy lay on her lap and listened quietly.
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The weather is very good today. She is hanging clothes on the balcony.
The little guy was lying on a stool in the room.
Just as she turned around and walked into the house with the washbasin in hand, a strong wind blew up.
She was dazed for a moment.
But then, her heart skipped a beat, and she almost panicked and looked towards the stool where the little guy was lying.
The stool is still there.
The little guy above is missing.
She turned her head quickly and looked around, and finally found a small black dot that was about to disappear as it floated to the west.
"brat!"
she yelled.
"Bang~"
The washbasin fell to the floor.
The old man ran out of the room, ran down the stairs, and chased toward the west where he had seen the little guy leaving.
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After spending time together, she knows.
The little guy can't see the wind.
As soon as there is wind, the little guy will fly up and then float to who knows where with the wind.
The first time she saw it, she reached out and grabbed the little guy in time.
Later she will pay special attention to the wind.
However, it is midsummer now, and there are almost always windless days.
Even if there is wind, it is a gentle breeze.
After the initial nervousness, she relaxed.
Unexpectedly, a strong wind suddenly blew just now.
She had no time to react.
The little guy was just taken away by the wind!
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She was very anxious.
The little guy appeared when she was loneliest, accompanying her like a shadow and keeping her warm.
She really likes the little guy and thinks that the little guy is a gift from God to her old wife.
She has become accustomed to seeing the little guy whenever she raises her eyes.
It makes her feel at ease.
It was always by her side.
However, such a good little guy was lost by her!
Because of her carelessness.
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When the old lady went downstairs and looked at the sky, she could no longer find the little guy's shadow.
The old man was shocked and immediately started running.
The wind howled in her ears, making it difficult for her to hear other sounds.
It wasn't until the sharp sound of brakes sounded that she suddenly realized what was happening.
She fell backward uncontrollably.
His heart was beating rapidly and chaotically, almost jumping out of his throat.
"Huhuhu~"
She gasped loudly and rapidly.
She had been relying on her semen for support before, but now that she was interrupted, she couldn't relax at all for a while.
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The old man was helped into the car in a daze.
It wasn't until the car drove some distance that she came back to her senses and said, "Put me down, I'm going to the west!"
"Grandma, we are driving west now."
Not understanding or caring about the true meaning of the old lady's words, the driver responded casually.
Besides, he wasn't wrong either.
The nearest hospital is indeed in the west.
He didn't lie to the old man.
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Hearing this, the old lady became quiet.
She pulled down the window and looked up at the sky outside the window. She couldn't help but place her hands on the window sill, her hands covered with age spots tightening.
Little one, where are you?
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"Hey, grandma, don't stick your head out, and bring your hands in too!"
"Very dangerous!"
The driver who happened to catch a glimpse of the old man's movements shouted loudly.
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The old man seemed as if he had never heard of it.
"Grandma!"
"I'm looking for the little one!"
"It flew away!"
The driver looked confused. He just thought that the old lady was a little confused.
Thinking of this, I stepped on the accelerator a little deeper.
It's better to send this old lady to the hospital quickly.
In case something happens again on the road.
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Why is he so unlucky?
The driver had a bitter face.
It was clearly the old lady who ran the red light just now.
He almost frightened him to death, and now he had to take this ancestor to the hospital in fear all the way.
Who will comfort his wounded heart?
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To be continued...