Although the aunt found it in time, the health center in the village was more than ten kilometers away, and because of the small scale, there was not even an ambulance.

As soon as the doctor received the consultation, he directly admitted that it was too late and could not be saved.

Chi Jiao still remembers the health center.

The empty and dilapidated corridors, the pungent smell of disinfectant, and the small, cramped hospital bed, the grandmother who was smiling and waving at her as she tried to hold on to her last breath.

"Jiaojiao...... You come here......"

Chi Jiao held back tears and stepped forward.

I thought that grandma should tell her something, but I didn't expect that grandma actually held a small comb in her hand and called her over just to comb her hair.

Chi Jiao still remembers that her grandmother stared at her with tears in her eyes, but did not say anything, but silently, combed her hair over and over again, from the root to the end, and back to the root, repeatedly.

Until it suddenly stopped, there was a sudden popping sound in the air.

The comb fell to the ground.

Grandma's hand also fell to her shoulder, and there was no more movement.

......

But this time, the content of Chi Jiao's dream was different from what Chi Jiao remembered in the past.

To be precise, it can't be called different, but she saw some scenes in her dreams that she didn't see in reality - for example, when she was on the way to the health center, her grandmother actually woke up once and told her uncle a lot of things.

Among them, there is the letter mentioned by the uncle.

"I left Jiaojiao a letter, which I had written a long time ago, and put it in the bottom drawer of my closet, and tucked it away in the Book of Songs. ”

"If one day, Jiaojiao meets a person named Fu Mingheng, no matter what her relationship is with that person, you will give her this letter. If she hasn't met her in her life, then leave this letter in your hands. ”

Uncle Chi Xinhua's eyes widened and looked at her in disbelief: "Fu Mingheng, could it be the boss of the company where my father worked before his death......

"That's him. ”

Chi Xinhua was even more incomprehensible: "Mom, of course what happened? Dad's death, as well as the death of my eldest brother and sister-in-law, is there any inside story?"

Grandma lowered her eyelids, looking tired and cold: "No matter what kind of inside story, it's all over......"

"So, is there really a problem here?!" Chi Xinhua raised his voice in shock: "Mom, what happened back then? How did my dad, and my eldest brother and sister-in-law die? Why didn't you say anything back then? Is it related to this Fu Mingheng?"

"Yes, but what can I tell you?" Grandma's tone was a little self-deprecating: "People like him, can you and I fight?"

Chi Xinhua was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that even sixteen years ago, Fu Mingheng was a character who could make everyone tremble by shaking his legs in Jiangcheng and even in the whole country.

Against Fu Mingheng, it's really an egg hitting a stone, but it's still a diamond!

"I wrote everything in the letter back then, if you want to know, you can read it yourself, but I suggest you don't read it, it's just to add to your troubles. ”

Chi Xinhua lowered his head and didn't speak.

After a long while, he asked again: "But if you tell Chi Jiao about this, aren't you afraid that she will be impulsive and turn this matter out again?" She grew up with you since she was a child, and you know that character. ”

"yes, of course I do. This child looks well-behaved, but she is actually more stubborn than her parents...... I hope she won't meet the Fu family in her life. Otherwise, even if I don't tell her, she will still know after all. ”

Chi Xinhua looked at her grandmother and wanted to say something more, but her grandmother suddenly began to cough violently.

Chi Xinhua's face changed in fright, so he could only give up the problem in his heart and hurry to find a doctor, and his grandmother fell into a coma again.

It's just that before she fell into a coma, I don't know if it was an illusion, Chi Jiao always felt that her grandmother seemed to be glancing in her direction, and seemed to bend the corners of her mouth.

But in the dream, grandma should not be able to see herself.

Without waiting for Chi Jiao to wait for her grandmother to wake up again, Chi Jiao was woken up by the whimpering sound of the kitten.

She opened her eyes suddenly.

Glancing at the wall clock on the opposite wall, I realized that I had slept for less than half an hour. Turning his head again, Song Ci was coaxing July on the balcony, but it didn't seem to have much effect.

Seeing Chi Jiao wake up, Song Ci was a little sorry and said, "Did the kitten wake you up Miss Chi?" she paused: "I don't know what's wrong with it, it's obviously quite well-behaved just now, and suddenly it makes trouble and scratches the door." ”

Chi Jiao said, "You bring her over and I'll take a look." ”

"Good. ”

Song Ci carefully carried the little guy from the cage to Chi Jiao's arms.

As soon as the little guy arrived in Chi Jiao's arms, he immediately quieted down, not only did he not make any more trouble, but also rubbed Chi Jiao's wrist with his little head, as if to accuse her of ignoring it for so long.

Song Ci couldn't help but smile dumbly: "It turns out that I want to play with the master." ”

Chi Jiao looked at the little guy's efforts to invite pets, and couldn't help but smile, and then said to Song Ci: "You bring its cat food and water to the house, and put it in the opposite corner." ”

"Okay. ”

Chi Jiao gently stroked the little guy's soft body, but somehow, the scene of her grandmother combing her hair before her death suddenly appeared in her mind.

She was too young to understand why her grandmother would do that.

Later, when she heard from the elders in the countryside, she learned that when girls got married in ancient times, their families or matchmakers had to comb their hair for them, which meant that they would grow old with their husbands and have no worries for a lifetime.

Later, Western-style weddings became popular in China, and this custom gradually disappeared. However, at that time, the rural areas of Yunnan Province were relatively backward, and many places still retained this custom.

Grandma already knew that it was impossible to see her get married again, so she combed her hair in advance, just hoping that she could also find a lover and have no worries for her life.

It's a pity that she still failed to do what her grandmother wanted.

"Meow ......"

A cold drop of water fell on July's head, and July shook her head in fright, then raised her head and looked at Chi Jiao with a confused expression.

Chi Jiao came back to her senses, pinched its chin to show reassurance, and turned her head to pull a piece of paper casually as if nothing had happened, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

After calming down, she remembered that Chi Yue said that Uncle had returned, so she tried to call Uncle Xiao, but she still couldn't get through.

She can only dial it to Chi Yue.

"Cousin, do you have anything to look for me?"

Chi Jiao hummed: "There is indeed something." She paused, "Sorry to disturb your lunch break." ”

"It's nothing," Chi Yue smiled crisply, "I've already woken up." ”

"That's fine. Chi Jiao got straight to the point: "Didn't you say last time that your father contacted you? What about the last few days?