The wood burned in the hearth, and the red tongues of fire rolled and jumped out of the bottom of the pot unwilling to be lonely, and the water boiled and turned into steam, and scrambled out of the spout......

"Yan Yan," Grandma came in from outside the house, saw the steam all over the house, and hurriedly reminded: "What do you want?

"Gah, oh~" Si Yan jumped up in surprise and hurriedly went to pick up the kettle.

"Be careful of scalding~"

"Ah~" It was too late, Si Yan let out a low cry and quickly retracted his hand.

"Show me?" Grandma hurriedly held Si Yan's hand to check, the snow-white palm was red, and there were already two small blisters.

"Grandma~" Si Yan was in pain and ashamed, with tears in her eyes: "Am I useless?"

"It doesn't matter, you've only been here for a few days, and you're just not used to it. Grandma smiled: "Xiaozhe was often burned when he was a child." ”

"Really?" Si Yan was a little surprised, but also a little unconvinced.

The near-perfect brother in my impression, there are times when there is a mess?

"Why isn't it true? One summer vacation, I was picking other people's cucumbers, and I was hit by someone and fell into a ditch in fright. Grandma smiled and narrowed her eyes as she recalled the past.

She had a vague impression of this, as if she was beaten a few times by her father when she went back that time.

"Hehe~" Si Yan smiled: "Grandma, is there any anti-inflammatory ointment?"

"No, it's not a big problem, just wipe some tea oil. Grandma glanced at her and said lightly.

This thing, sticky, will it be infected instead?

Si Yan was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't say anything in his mouth.

"Don't worry," grandma turned around and took out a bottle of tea oil from the cupboard, poured some into Siyan's palm, and wiped it carefully: "This is the oil refined from the tea seeds I picked myself, which is purer than the one you bought in the supermarket, and the effect on scalding is very good." ”

Si Yan was peeped into by her grandmother, her face turned red, and she hurriedly changed the topic: "I haven't added boiling water yet." ”

"I'll come," Grandma said, taking a rag and wrapping it around the handle, she lifted the kettle and added it to the boiling water bottle, "Sit down, don't get your hands dirty." ”

"Grandma, don't you live alone, aren't you lonely?" Si Yan looked around at the coldness of the room, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed and a little curious.

Dad took her up no less than ten times, and she refused to leave her hometown. said that he had lived here all his life, and he was reluctant to let these old neighbors burn firewood, use gas and gas, and live in a suite in the city, like a pigeon cage, and panicked. It's not like here, it's the mountains right outside, the air is good and bright.

"No," the grandmother put down the kettle and looked at her kindly, "every tree and stone here is my companion, and besides, your grandfather is with me." ”

"Grandma~" Si Yan's eyes were red with emotion.

Grandpa and Grandma, she thought, must be very much in love with each other. Although their generation may never say their love for the rest of their lives, the feelings that love each other are so real and simple.

"Girl, do you have someone you like?" Grandma smiled and took her hand.

This kid, from the first day he came here, had a lot on his mind.

He is in a daze at every turn, and occasionally blushes.

"Grandma!" Siyan whispered.

"Hehe, what's so embarrassing about this? You're twenty-five, and grandma has already given birth to your aunt and your father at your age. Grandma laughed.

"How is that the same?" said Si Yanjiao.

"What's the difference? No matter how the world changes, girls always have to get married!" the grandmother disagreed.

"I don't marry, I stay with my grandmother all my life. Si Yan was tired of being coquettish in her grandmother's arms.

"Hehe, I don't dare to keep you. Grandma stroked her hair: "As the saying goes, if a woman is not in the middle, she will stay and stay to become an enemy." ”

"Grandma," Si Yan looked at the ground in a daze: "When you first saw grandpa, how did you know that person was someone you liked and could live with him for the rest of your life?"

A lifetime, a long time.

How does she know if that person really likes her, and will stay with her until she grows old? What if she changes her mind halfway?

"Silly boy, I didn't meet your grandfather before we got married. Like your young people, you still have the opportunity to pick and choose. Grandma smiled.

"So, apart from grandpa, has grandma ever liked anyone else?" asked Si Yan curiously.

"Yes. The corners of Grandma's mouth turned up slightly, and a hazy smile spread across her face.

"Really?" Si Yan's eyes lit up: "What kind of person is he, and how did you meet?"

"He's a merchant," my grandmother laughed, "and every time I bought from him, he would be very kind to me, and once gave me a red head rope." ”

Si Yan asked, "What happened later?"

"What's the future? I got married, and I never saw that merchant again. Grandma smiled faintly.

"That's it?" Si Yan couldn't help but be disappointed.

I thought it was so unforgettable, but I didn't expect it to be so bland.

"What else do you want?" said Grandma.

"Grandma didn't protest, didn't feel sad, didn't regret?" Si Yan was a little surprised.

Although her grandmother's story is plain, she can still show her shyness like a girl decades later. It can be seen that this relationship is unforgettable for the grandmother at that time?

"Silly child," the grandmother smiled and rubbed her hair lovingly, "Life is like this, no matter what happens, life must go on." No matter how great the pain, no matter how deep the feelings, they will always be diluted by time. Many things, which may seem painful at the time, may be nothing more than that, in retrospect decades later. ”

"Really?" Si Yan was stunned: "Will time really dilute everything?"

So, her feelings for Yichen will slowly fade with the passage of time and eventually annihilate, is that so?

"Yes, you see me and your grandfather, haven't we been doing well for decades?"

"Grandma, when did you start to forget the past and accept Grandpa?" Si Yan wondered, how did Grandma forget the man who made her heart throb for the first time?

"Two people live together and face difficulties together, and they naturally have feelings. Grandma understood and patted her hand gently: "Silly child, people can't always live in memory, you have to look forward to be happy, understand?"

This child, I'm afraid that he has encountered emotional troubles, and he doesn't know what to do?

"Looking ahead?" Siyan murmured.

In other words, she should forget about Yichen and concentrate on Jiawen, right?

Can she? Can she do it?