Since my grandmother dug up the plum tree, the vegetable garden has also been flattened, so the yard seems much empty, but it is less of the fun of the past.

At this point, I should sit on the laundry stone in the yard, reading the book aloud, and grandma laughed while cooking until night fell, and I snuggled in my grandma's arms, she was doing needlework and threading to coax me to sleep.

Now, a huge disaster has come.

Grandma sat in the kitchen and waited for her. She firmly believed that I could survive. She believed Zhao Hailong's words and waited for his arrival because she knew that when Zhao Hailong came, I could survive.

I don’t know how long I waited, but no one came except the person who said he was a policeman.

The third grandfather went to Zhaoxian Town to go to the market, and the uncle went to work as a bricklayer in the county, and no one else dared to come because they really couldn't face his grandmother's face that was tortured without tears.

It was almost time for dinner, and the shadow of Zhao Hailong was everywhere in the village.

"His sister-in-law, can you give me some of your meal?"

The one who was greeted was the owner of the supply and marketing cooperative. She was unwilling to like him except for the old man's business, "Do you have no food in the nursing home? You asked me to beg for food in the house, but the food was not yet cooked."

The old man was tough all his life, and for the first time he was so humble, "Hey, his sister-in-law, just give me some. I didn't eat it myself, it's useful."

When I heard it useful, I was a little curious, "It's useful, what's the use?"

"I'm going to hide it from you, it's for Yun Yi to use it."

As soon as he heard my name, the boss of the supply and marketing cooperative quickly locked the door without saying a word. The old man locked the owner, "His sister-in-law, listen to me, Yun Yi's baby is not dead and still alive, but his soul is lost. I have to collect a hundred families to bring the soul back."

At this moment, the boss of the supply and marketing cooperative was silent for a while, "Wait for a while, I'll take it to you."

"Okay, okay." The old man finally completed the task.

In this way, until nine o'clock in the evening, I gathered up all seventy-eight restaurants and carried them in two large baskets.

Grandma waited and waited, from day to night, but she still had no shadow of Zhao Hailong, but she did not give up. She had already put all her efforts to wait until she died.

Suddenly, the sound of an egg shell breaking sounded at the door. The sound was very strange and extremely uncomfortable.

Grandma didn't turn on the light and stood up slowly while holding the edge of the stove. Her back was sore and her feet were already numb. She suddenly staggered and moved along the stove. This was how she got better.

When my grandmother touched Hei, she walked to the kitchen door and stretched out her head and looked out.

A child was biting the egg with his back to her, thinking that no one can even eat eggs, so why did he eat it even with the skin?

The wind swept the leaves just now, but now the empty night is silent, and my grandmother even disappeared from the cold night.

People often say that when a person gets old, his soul is condensed, his eyes are cramped, and he can't see all kinds of things. That's because he has walked too much and suffered too much, so he feels relieved.

"Whose baby is this? Why is it at the door of my house?"

The child was still facing his back to his grandmother and eating the eggs in his hand. The sound was not crisp, but it was not dull, with a faint crackling sound.

"Hey, this egg is not eaten like this. You have to peel off the skin. Can you swallow it if you eat it like this?"

The child is still like this.

Grandma stepped forward and patted her shoulder gently. When she turned around, she found a face without facial features. The two of them looked at each other tightly.

When a person's heart is about to die, no fear can be defeated, life and death have been seen through, and there is nothing else that cannot be let go. In addition to being shocked, there is more determination. The source of this firmness is great love for family affection.

Who would have expected that grandma smiled, "Yun Yi, you kidnapped?"

Still watching like this.

"My Yun Yi is a miserable child. You can do it. Let him go. It is not easy for a person to live a lifetime. If you see if my old woman can use her life, I will be here. Do you see if I can replace me Yun Yi."

Suddenly, the child suddenly put his face on his grandmother's face, which was a demonstration.

Grandma was not moved by it, her pair of deep wrinkles kept staring at her.

"If you don't want to let my Yunyi go, I won't let you go. If you can't be a human, I will be a ghost, unless you let me not even a ghost." The face seemed to feel the powerful aura on my grandmother's body, and slowly shrank back. Behind the child, there was another woman without facial features, with white hair pulling on the ground.

The woman stood behind the child and pointed to the door in front of her. I was lying in this room.

Whoosh!

The child rushed in. Although the woman had no facial features, she could still see her evil smile.

Grandma rushed up!

Buzz!

"Why am I asleep?"

Lying on the stove, my grandmother took a nap. When she recalled the dream just now, she suddenly felt frightened and rushed out.

Zhao Hailong finally came, blowing a spoon in his mouth and a basket in his hand.

"You are here! I'm looking forward to the stars and the moon, but I'm looking forward to you." Grandma has reached her limit, holding on to the wall bricks, holding tears.

Zhao Hailong's voice was loud and he deliberately wanted everyone to hear it.

"Yun Yi's mother, I'm here, is Yun Yi sleeping?"

Grandma didn't expect it, "What? Yun Yi is in the house."

"Oh, it's a good time to sleep. Look at the hundreds of food I brought to Yun Yi. It's a pity. I'll put it at the door and let Yun Yi wake up and eat it."

Say it, take out the basket and take out the rice bowls in a row.

"I'll turn on the yard lights."

Zhao Hailong hurriedly went up and grabbed his grandmother's arm, and said with a smile, "Yun Yi's wife, you enter the house, you enter the house first."

This time my grandmother realized it, and took out the key in the dark and opened the door with her feelings.

"My wife, don't close the door, give Yun Yi some breath. The young doll is angry." He asked in a low voice, "Have you done what I said?"

"Everything is settled."

Zhao Hailong's noisy neighbors stood at the door of his yard and looked at us.

"My mother, take off her shoes and go to the kang."

Grandma didn't know what she wanted, so she could only do it with her. The old man took off his shoes and sat on the kang. Then he looked at the door and said quickly, "Her mother, it depends on you whether Yun Yi can live."

Grandma was frightened. Such a heavy burden was on her, but her grandson's life was in trouble for a moment.

"You don't have to be afraid. I used Baijiaji to pull that thing away, but I can't hold on for long. The thing is really fierce, and you and I can't imagine it. You must find Yun Yi and bring it back at this time, otherwise, when the chicken cries, the gods will have no choice."

Before my grandmother was ready, she pointed cinnabar on her forehead and stuffed the water eggs that had been prepared on the kang into her mouth. She suddenly trembled all over, then lowered her head and did not move.

When my grandmother opened her eyes again, the lush forest was filled with smoke and smoke, and the top of her head was covered with whiteness. She could not feel the temperature at all, and she could not hear the wind or the rain here.

"Yun Yi, where are you? Yun Yi." Grandma shouted at the top of her throat.

Every time I shouted out, the response did not dissipate. I repeated it again, and the echo was covered with the echo. Such a big mountain and such a thick fog, where is there any shadow? Grandma was nervous, anxious, and desperately.

I don’t know why, maybe it is the most concentrated part of the relationship between people. At some point, it is completely released from the heart. This kind of thing has the greatest energy.

A heartbreaking song, there is no friend anywhere in the world!

"Liberated areas, big production, the army and the people, everywhere, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, all the meticulous care I have been for me over the years, circling in the middle of the valley, the sound resounded like thunder, even thousands of miles away, could be heard clearly.

Yes, we release that part with the most natural heart, not the rest, but our love, our love for our loved ones, our love for friends, our love for life, and the love for the world.

Only this kind of love can burst out with huge energy when we are most painful and helpless.

Grandma only knows this song in her life, and she never sings it to anyone. When I am happy, sad, when I go up the mountain to dig, or go into the water to fish, I will sing it to me without reservation and shyness. Maybe it is not nice, but it is the best thing that an elder can give to his juniors the life.

The best thing is not money, but being able to sing your own songs to you.

The fog dissipated and the road cleared. There was one more person on the old locust tree ahead.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!