However, I took a look at the messy rice paper that I had painted on. I had been busy all night, but had not achieved anything. I felt that my neck was not my own. It did not listen to my instructions at all, and it "cracked" when I turned it.
ring.
I have to catch an early flight later, so I have to collect my pen.
I stretched my arms to calm myself down. I tidied up my grandfather's desk briefly, then went back to the room and stuffed two pieces of clothes into my suitcase bag, planning to go outside and have a quick breakfast.
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Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the room, my grandma followed me.
"Cang'er," grandma's sudden voice startled me. It was just a gray day and the old lady had already gotten up.
"Milk, why don't you sleep a little longer? It's not even five o'clock now," I said, a little frightened.
"The sun sets early in the summer, and people get old and lack energy and blood, so they can't sleep late and wake up automatically as soon as it gets light." Grandma said with a smile. "Why did you go to grandpa's study so early?"
"Oh, I'm going to find something in grandpa's study," I said while stuffing clothes into my duffel bag.
"Cang'er, take this with you," grandma said, handing me a small blue and white porcelain bottle similar to a snuff bottle.
"Milk, what is this? Is it a snuff bottle?" I took the small blue and white porcelain bottle and wanted to open it and take a look.
However, before my hand even touched the bottle cap, my grandma pressed it down and said, "There are golden silkworms in this."
"Jincan," my eyes suddenly widened and my mouth opened slightly in surprise.
You know, the Golden Silkworm is the most powerful poisonous insect. Whatever grandma gave me this thing, I don’t know how to bewitch. Besides, even if you teach me now, there should be no one in Shentang Bay.
Even if you learn the technique, it won't be of any use.
"Cang'er, you must hide this golden silkworm. Remember, after entering Shentang Bay, you can only take it out if you encounter an extremely urgent matter. It may save your life." Grandma said.
"Milk, but I don't know how to use this thing, and doesn't the voodoo technique only target people? Who do you want me to bewitch?" I looked at grandma a little puzzled and said.
"Cang'er, you don't need to know how to use it. If you encounter an emergency, just release it and leave the rest to me." Grandma said.
"Leave it to you? Grandma, what do you mean? Is it possible that you can still strategize and win the battle thousands of miles away." I teased grandma in a very exaggerated tone.
"You kid, after three sentences, not one of them is serious. Don't forget, grandma, I am Mosuo. A special ethnic group. There will always be some abilities that others don't know. Otherwise, how could I be here?"
How can I survive without being eliminated in the long history?" Grandma smiled and knocked on my head, looking doting on me.
"Grandma, bring this golden silkworm with you. It's as if you are fighting alongside me by my side, which instantly doubles my confidence." These few conversations with grandma really adjusted my originally a little depressed mood.
It became a pleasure, and even though I no longer had the dark red stone piece by my side, having the golden silkworm seemed to have a very powerful weapon, which made me feel more at ease.
"You kid, you still have to rely on yourself. It's never safe to rely on others." Grandma said half-jokingly, her face changed from the playful smile just now to a serious one. She didn't know what she meant by this.
"Milk, I will remember it." I said seriously to grandma.
"Okay, let's have breakfast. We have to catch a plane after dinner." After grandma said that, she took my hand and walked to the kitchen.
I walked behind my grandma and looked at her gray hair, and I couldn't help but feel sour in my heart.
This old lady has been worrying about me for most of her life. When I was a child, I skipped school, broke my grandpa’s treasure collection, got into fights with neighbor kids, etc., this little old lady held my hand like this and protected me.
Behind me, he would give me a wink and support me, quietly
She quietly told me that as long as she was here, grandpa would not dare to do anything. If things got really big and grandpa had to beat me, she also had a trick. She would sit on the short sandalwood table in the front hall without trying to persuade me.
Tears are shed on the stool. At this time, grandpa will have no choice but to stop.
Unexpectedly, more than twenty years have passed and she has worked so hard to raise me. Not only can I not repay her, but I also have to ask her to still worry about me in her seventies.
If this matter ever comes to an end, I must have a drink with the old lady and get rid of all my worries.
"Milk," I suddenly felt sad and kept calling grandma.
"What's wrong?" The old lady turned around with a puzzled look on her face.
I couldn't bear it anymore and hugged the old lady.
The old lady's figure was originally quite petite, and as she got older, her body might have shrunk a bit, so even when she stood up straight, it only reached my shoulders.
At this moment, she was almost hugged by me.
"You kid, why do you think that it's coming out all the time? Are you scared? If you are, we won't go. Let grandma handle this matter." Grandma lay quietly in my arms.
, his voice was a little choked when he spoke.
"No, grandma," I sniffed and tried my best to push back the mist in my eyes and let it flow out of my nose, "it's just that I suddenly felt that it would be a while and I couldn't be late for what you did.
It’s time to eat, and I feel a little sad.”
When grandma heard what I said, she suddenly covered her mouth with her hands. Tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes like bursting dams. The corners of her mouth were twitching, but she couldn't say a word.
I have never been so reluctant to leave my grandma as I am now. When I was in high school, I left my grandma to study in the city for the first time and could only go home once a week. It was not as uncomfortable as it is now.
There seems to be a vague premonition in my heart that once I leave, I may never see the old lady again when I come back, so I can't help but want to hug her again.
"Cang'er, okay, it's time to have breakfast. Don't cry when you are traveling far away. It's unlucky. Grandma couldn't hold it back just now." After crying for a while, grandma finally put away her tears and touched my face and said, "
If your grandfather saw it, he would be sad."
I nodded vigorously and followed her into the kitchen.
The breakfast made by grandma is always very rich. Mala cakes, millet porridge, steamed sweet potatoes, and meat buns are almost as good as the biggest breakfast shop in town.
I drank a bowl of millet porridge and two meat buns, and I was so full that I felt like my stomach was pressing against my throat.
After finishing breakfast, grandma warned again: "Cang'er, you must keep the golden silkworms. Don't take them out unless absolutely necessary. Also, don't let others know."
"Danyin," grandpa's voice suddenly appeared at the door of the kitchen, which startled grandma and I.
Although grandpa dotes on grandma, he rarely calls her by her name. He used to call grandma Vincent's mom, but later changed her name to old woman.
The old man walked in with a complicated expression and stood in front of grandma with an ugly face: "How could you give him the golden silkworm? He is a kid. What can he understand? I don't agree. Cang'er, please give me the golden silkworm."
Take out the golden silkworm."
"You old man, what are you looking for so early in the morning? This is not the time to get angry with me. Cang'er, just leave him alone and just leave when the time comes. The older this old man is, the more he's getting more and more outrageous." Grandma's face looked like this.
Suddenly, as if he was avoiding something, he kept pushing grandpa out of the kitchen.
"No, I can listen to you on everything else. It's up to you, but I can't do this. Zhou Cang, please take out the golden silkworms, otherwise you won't be able to walk out of the Zhou family today." Grandpa's attitude was very firm.
I got scared all of a sudden, so I touched my pocket and took out the small blue and white porcelain vase.
The moment I took out the small blue and white porcelain vase, grandma's hand that was holding grandpa suddenly let go. She stood there without opening her mouth, and her tears fell like pearls.
This is grandma's trick to treat grandpa, and it works every time.
As expected, grandpa became anxious all of a sudden, but he didn't feel like retreating. He just held grandma's hand and asked a little emotionally: "You don't even want me, do you?"
After hearing these words, grandma raised her head that had been lowered for a moment, looked at grandpa with tearful eyes, and said lightly: "We can't lose anymore."
These words made grandpa suddenly feel like a deflated rubber ball. His previous momentum suddenly disappeared. He waved his hand towards me and said, "Take it."