“...... There are fewer and fewer people on this street......"

Lian Ge stepped out of the restaurant and moved forward along the street.

The old man followed closely beside Lian Ge, walking, looking at the few people, the quiet street, looking at the old buildings around him, his eyes were in a trance,

"A few years ago, there were some people in this town, but now they ......."

The old man shook his head as he spoke.

Glancing at the old man, Lian Ge didn't say much, retracted his gaze, and looked at the quiet town,

“...... The building over there was built when Xiaohui was still young...... Xiaohui is my son. At that time, this town was lively, and the surrounding villages and markets would come to this town, and these streets were densely populated with people, selling vegetables, snacks, and clothes...... It's on this street, shouting......"

Listening to the old man's words, Lian Ge walked along this quiet street, moving his steps and walking forward,

Shops with closed doors swept by, and buildings that were peeling off the plaster, faded in color, looking old and dilapidated, approached in the distance.

“...... Now, I can't see it anymore. The young people who went out to work went out to work, and those who moved to the city moved to the city, leaving us old guys with some little guys...... Slowly, there are fewer people in this town, and it is getting quieter and quieter......"

“...... I see, this town is just like us old fellows, old ......."

"Tweet ......"

A few birds leaped lightly and pecked at the ground.

“...... Run slower, grandpa shouldn't be able to catch up...... Don't fall, be careful,"

A little girl ran by the side of the road with a smile and startled the birds,

His grandfather was behind him, pretending to be tired, and he followed with a smile on his face.

“...... No, grandpa can't run, my granddaughter, grow up, grandpa, can't catch up......"

"Grandpa, I'll help you,"

"Okay, okay...... The granddaughter is so good. ”

The little girl ran back and hugged her grandfather,

His grandfather responded with a smile on his face, but put his hand on his granddaughter's hand, and followed his granddaughter, along the street, gradually moving away.

......

Looking at the grandfather and grandson, the old man's voice paused, and he was silent until the two disappeared into the quiet street, and then turned his gaze back,

“...... Ten years ago, my son got married, and not long after they got married, they went out to work again, just like the young people around them. ”

The old man followed Lian Ge's side, walking, and talking,

Lian Ge listened and watched, and the pace under his feet did not stop,

"A few years ago, they had a child, and after Xiao Yao's mother gave birth to Xiao Yao, she stayed at home for more than half a year, and after weaning the child, she went out again and went to Xiao Yao's father. ”

The old man looked into the distance, his eyes were a little distracted, and he seemed to be caught in a memory,

“...... Xiao Yao's mother's parents are far away, and it is not very convenient to take the child. Xiao Yao handed it over to me to bring...... Since I was less than a year old, I took Xiao Yao and his parents, and I can only come back during the Chinese New Year...... But there is no way, the family is not rich, and now the two of them have children again, the children eat milk powder, wear clothes and shoes, and then go to school, all rely on their young couple to work outside to earn that money.

The little couple of them are also living a tight life outside, saving everything, and if they have a little money, they will call back and give it to the children......"

The old man's eyes were in a trance, and after a moment of silence, he continued,

“...... Xiao Yao, when he was a child, he really looked like his father, and his eyebrows and eyes were like carved out of a mold...... That little face, pink ......"

As he spoke, a smile appeared on the old man's face, and then the smile slowly faded.

"When Xiao Yao's mother just left again, Xiao Yao was always prone to crying, and sometimes woke up in the middle of the night...... Sometimes, you have to hold him so he can sleep......

I couldn't find out what the problem was, he wasn't hungry, he wasn't peeing, he was hot and cold...... I was so anxious that I couldn't do anything, so I thought if he was sick, so I took him to see the doctor......

As a result, the doctor told me, don't look at him young, but at his age, it is the time when he can't do without his mother, and when this mother is not around, he is easily frightened and scared...... It's easy to cry, and the doctor has no choice but to ask me to pay attention to Xiaoyao's diet.

...... I couldn't help it, so I thought, I hold him at night, isn't it easy for him to fall asleep, and I wonder if it will be better...... I held him all night long, and when I went to sleep, I leaned against the head of the bed and held him in my arms......

Once I slept in a daze, I was about to turn over, and as soon as I moved, the whole person woke up, looking at Xiao Yao, who was almost crushed in my arms, and was so scared that my head was full of cold sweat......"

“...... Later, Xiao Yao slowly grew up and began to learn to walk...... He walked in front, and I was next to him, watching him staggering so much, my heart, I followed it......

At that time, Xiao Yao was already very sensible, and he didn't cry much on weekdays...... When he was learning to walk, he didn't cry much when he fell, but if you helped him up, he would continue to walk. ”

As he spoke, the old man paused, and then continued,

“...... When his parents came back from other places, it was already the time for the Chinese New Year...... The two of them have been gone for more than half a year.

At that time, Xiao Yao was already able to walk, and when the two of them entered the house, Xiao Yao was holding on to the sofa in the living room, his little eyes rolling, looking at the two of them timidly, he couldn't recognize his parents anymore.

His parents, when they went to hug him, he was still a little scared, but he didn't cry or make trouble...... Later, after a few more days, it got better, and Xiao Yao and his parents slowly got closer.

It's just that after the New Year, the two of them have to leave again...... When they left, I took Xiao Yao to the station to see them off.

Before being sent to the station, the child's mother was reluctant to give up the child, and hugged Xiaoyao, and her eyes were red...... But there is no way, it is time to go, or to go......

Xiao Yao, just holding my clothes, standing next to me, just watching, not crying or making trouble...... Xiao Yao, he's always so sensible, sensible and distressing......"

Lian Ge listened quietly, looking at the mottled and old buildings passing by his side, stepping on the potholed ground from time to time, walking,

The old man also followed step by step, looking into the distance, in a trance, and said,

“...... When it was the Chinese New Year the next year, it was still at that station, and Xiao Yao and I went to see off his parents.

At this time, Xiao Yao was older again and began to understand some things.

He was still the same as before, not crying or making trouble, watching his parents leave...... When his parents were gone, and I was taking him home from the station, he suddenly asked me if his parents didn't like him...... As he spoke, he began to cry.

When I saw him crying, I panicked, so I coaxed him and told him that my parents had gone out to work to make money to buy toys and delicious food for him......

He still cried......

I'll just tell him...... It's not that his parents don't like him, but the parents of our brothers and sisters around us are the same, they are all like this, and they will only come back during the Chinese New Year......

Slowly, he stopped crying, but since then, he began to look forward to the New Year every day...... Every once in a while, he would ask me how long it would be before the Chinese New Year......"

The old man spoke, and gradually fell silent,

On the side, Lian Ge listened to the old man's words, paused, turned his gaze back, looked at the old man, and then looked at the street with few people.