After Yan Han's call, Song Xiang also boiled a pot of water, just enough for him to take a bath.
She was a little curious about who the caller was, but she wisely kept her mouth shut and didn't ask.
While Yan Han was taking a bath, she took the time to go next door to see Mrs. Yu.
The old lady walked back by herself. When she saw her entering the courtyard, she just glanced at her lightly.
Song Xiang found that the old lady had made tea and there were two snacks on the table, which looked familiar to her.
"You guys brought them all, sit down and have something to eat." the old lady said casually.
Song Xiang realized that the old lady was about to let go, and she felt a little excited, but she still wanted to keep calm on her face.
She sat down consciously and waited for the old lady to come out.
"What about the boy?" the old lady's voice sounded from behind.
Song Xiang said "Oh", "He is taking a shower."
The old lady sat down opposite her and said coolly: "Very particular."
Song Xiang twitched her lips and thought to herself, Yan Han had already achieved a make-or-break within a make-shift.
She ate the cake silently, waiting for the old lady to speak.
After a while, I heard the old lady say: "We just went into the water, why didn't you try to save the child?"
Song Xiang paused slightly and put down the cake in his hand.
"Saving someone from drowning, if you don't have enough confidence, you are basically gambling with your own life."
She raised her head, looked at the old lady and said, "I have a mother in a nursing home. She only has my daughter. If something happens to me, who will save her?"
The old lady was silent.
Song Xiang took a sip of tea and added: "Maybe I'm selfish. Anyway, I don't believe that the rescued person will regard my mother as her mother and treat her kindly for the rest of her life."
"Even if the other party promises, I don't believe it."
The old lady glanced at her and said quietly: "According to what you said, there is no such thing as courage in the world."
Song Xiang smiled and said, "If you can save me, of course I will."
"Sacrificing oneself for others is praised by others, but who knows if those who died did not regret it?"
"No one can trust your loved ones if you entrust them to protect them. You have to protect them yourself."
Song Xiang talked to himself, pursed his lips, looked at the old lady's face, and said, "What do you think?"
The old lady looked calm and said, "I have never saved anyone."
Song Xiang took a breath and said boldly: "But you are the one who was left behind."
The old lady closed her eyes, and a trace of clear pain flashed in her old and cloudy eyes.
Song Xiang lowered his head and said: "Isn't it the same for him to take risks for the sake of his love of adventure and those who take risks to save others out of temporary righteousness and leave their loved ones behind in the end?"
The old lady didn't look at her and put the tea in her hand on the table, spilling half of the tea.
Song Xiang lowered his eyelashes and continued: "If he were here, you wouldn't have to hide here, and you wouldn't be bullied by people like Yu Gang."
"What do you know!" The old lady suddenly turned her face and stared at Song Xiang with burning eyes.
Song Xiang shook his head and told the truth: "I really don't understand. Maybe my thinking is not high enough and I can't understand that a person takes risks for the sake of hobbies and interests while having a family, and ends up leaving his loved one behind."
The old lady froze and moved her eyes away little by little, staring blankly at the wheat field outside the yard.
"If he were here, he could harvest wheat with you." Song Xiang whispered.
The old lady's eyes trembled and she slowly lowered her head, "You...what do you know..."
She murmured these words, denying Song Xiang, and at the same time denying herself.