"If the old man is okay, then it will do. ”

So, Tian Tian agreed with a smile.

"Thank you! By the way, if it weren't for your timely arrival in the hospital this time, I'm afraid my life would have been gone. ”

"Hey, you're welcome!"

Listening to the old man's praise with a smile, she was a little embarrassed.

However, I haven't cooked for too long. The pots and pans of the old man's house are all rusty.

I had no choice but to buy it again.

In the afternoon, Tian Tian bought back a lot of brand-new kitchen utensils.

So, from then on, she helped the two families cook at the same time.

Early in the morning, early in the morning, she went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, and then, made breakfast.

Breakfast is nothing more than some porridge, soup powder and fried noodles and other special home-cooked dishes.

Of course, the uncle invited Tian Tian to eat with him.

Since then, she and her uncle have been like a family.

With her, the courtyard and the house are no longer dead silent and dilapidated.

With the consent of the old uncle, Tian Tian also opened up a small vegetable plot in the yard and planted some commonly eaten vegetables such as onions, garlic, eggplant and peppers.

As long as she was free, she would bow down with her face to the loess and her back to the sky to play with these treasures.

It didn't take long for a scene full of vitality and green aroma, and from time to time, butterflies and bees fluttered.

When the weather is good, the old man often comes out to bask in the sun with Tian Tian's support, and he will not always be alone and lonely in the dim room as before.

As time passed, the old man's mental state was obviously getting better day by day, and the long-lost smile gradually climbed up the old man's cheeks again.

Slowly, this courtyard rippled with crisp and hearty laughter from time to time, often making passers-by look sideways.

The warmth and harmony in the courtyard are the envy of many people.

Perhaps, uninformed passers-by are very convinced that they are the grandparents and grandchildren, and they are an out-and-out family.

Of course, as long as he is free, Tian Tian chats with the old man.

She had always wondered why there were so many black and white photos hanging on the walls of the old man's room, with scenery and portraits......

One day, when she saw that the old man was happy, she couldn't help but ask curiously.

It turned out that the old man used to be a photojournalist when he was young.

At the mention of his youthful experience, the old man was more excited and excited than ever, and he could talk about it all morning.

It's a bit like the middle school Chinese teacher on the podium who talks about "Dream of Red Mansions" with high spirits, and like a history teacher who talks about it step by step, he unconsciously let Tian Tian travel to the past fifty or sixty years ago.

She listened attentively every time, like an honest, well-behaved and serious student.

Then again, though, she did feel fresh and curious.

Because, this is an experience and a story that she has never heard of.

Tian Tian also has a grandfather himself, but he has never told her about his glorious past.

However, I heard from my mother that in the past, where my grandfather worked as a shopkeeper, after retiring, he opened a restaurant on the street in the town.

Sadly, her grandfather died when she was ten years old.

It seems that in order to prove that what he said is true, one day, the old man actually took out the camera he had always treasured and showed it to Tian Tian.

He said that he was helpless, his feet were not sensitive and his hands were ineffective, and for many years, he could not go out to collect wind over the mountains. Otherwise, you will definitely go to the suburbs to take some beautiful photos and come back.

He added, "A person who is able to persevere in doing what interests him is very happy. ”

Hearing this, Tian Tian agreed.

One day, the tomatoes bloomed and began to bear fruit, and they were very beautiful.

So, on a whim, the old man wanted to take a few photos.

However, because his hands were severely deformed, he didn't listen to the call at all, but the camera slipped out of his hand without any anger.

This scene happened to be seen by Tian Tian.

She put down the work in her hand, hurriedly stepped forward, bent down to pick up the camera, patted the dirt on it, and then handed it to the old man.

"Hey, it's old! it's really useless!" he said with a wry smile and infinite sadness.

At this time, Tian Tian was surprised to find that two lines of tears slowly rolled down from the old man's criss-crossed cheeks.

Perhaps, although he does not accept old age, he has once again proved his aging.

"Uncle, why don't you let me shoot it for you? But I won't use it. Tian Tian smiled helplessly.

Listening to her suggestion, the old man couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Okay! No, I can guide you." ”

So, at once, the old man asked her to come over, and he opened and closed the button and began to teach like this.

Tian Tian's blank face gradually became clear.

Gradually, she became more and more interested in the contrast.

Whenever she has free time, she fiddles around in the courtyard with her camera.

One moment to shoot flowers, one moment to shoot butterflies, and one moment to shoot birds. Of course, also shoot uncles.

When the film sent to the photo studio was washed out, she took it back to the old man for inspection as soon as possible, hoping to get the old man's sincere teachings and guidance.

Whenever this happens, he takes a serious look at it with his aging glasses.

Then, he tactfully pointed out the shortcomings, for example, the light here is weak, and the light there is ······· strong. In the end, the old man always said, "In general, it is good, there is progress." "To encourage and encourage her to finish.

With the practice day after day, coupled with Tian Tian's talent, intelligence and super comprehension ability.

Soon, Tian Tian will be able to shoot decent works.

Later, the old man allowed her to go out with her camera.

So, she is like a dutiful reporter, with a camera hanging on her chest and wandering the streets leisurely. See the beautiful, the rare, the classic are all photographed.

Of course, you can't shoot randomly.

You know, film doesn't come cheap. Twenty-one dollars a volume.

So, Tian Tian naturally cherished it like gold.

Three years later, on a spring day, the sun was shining, the flowers were blooming, the butterflies were dancing, and everything was full of life.

The old man felt that he was refreshed and light like never before, so he walked out of the courtyard gate and walked confidently on the road.

He casually walked and watched while feeling the breath of spring.

But no one expected that a terrible tragedy would come unexpectedly.

The old man was in a car accident and died.

When Tian Tian broke through the crowd of onlookers after hearing the news, and saw the bloody old man lying motionless on the side of the road, she couldn't help but be stunned.

There was a large pool of bright red blood on the back of the old man's head, and his shoes and crutches were scattered several meters away.

This unsightly tragic situation almost frightened Tian Tian, she didn't believe her eyes anyway, she thought it was just a nightmare she had.

After a long time, a spirit awakened her.

So, she slowly moved her lead-filled feet, stood beside the old man, and slowly crouched down, and then, with all her courage, poked his nostrils with trembling hands, and then shrank back like an electric shock

Ahh

Oh my God, there's no breath.

At this time, Tian Tian collapsed instantly, and tears burst out of his eyes like a flood that had opened the floodgates.

Over the years, the old man's voice and smile have been presented in his mind like a movie.

Yes, although this old man is not his own grandfather, he has a little affection after a few years of getting along.

But, why did he leave like this?

Tian Tian was sad and sad, and suddenly, there was a rapid and piercing siren sound from far and near, and after a while, the uniformed traffic police appeared in front of everyone.

They ordered the crowd of onlookers to lean back, and then quickly closed the cordon.

Wearing masks and gloves, blue hats, and white coats, the forensic doctors jumped out of the car one after another, and one of them carried a box and walked straight to where the old man was lying.

The leader sprinted over and immediately leaned down to test the old man's snort and carotid artery, but unfortunately, he was sure that there were no vital signs.

He shook his head heavily, and got up.

There was also a person holding a camera and taking pictures of the scene.

Then, the medical examiners carefully surveyed the scene.

"Who witnessed the incident?" asked a young officer.

After a moment of silence, a thin man was pushed out, and while he turned his head to the person who pushed him behind him with disgruntled resentment, he squirmed to the officer, and stood still.

Immediately, he whispered about what had happened.

It turned out that just now, when he walked to this section of the road, suddenly, he heard a loud "bang", which made him jump down.

When he turned to follow the voice, he saw a red motorcycle fall to the ground, and the driver also fell to the side, looking pained.

However, perhaps because of the helmet, the driver struggled to get up from the ground, then pushed the motorcycle and limped away.

In contrast, the old man who was knocked several meters away was miserable.

At the moment he was knocked to the ground, he squirmed for a moment, and then, he stopped moving.

There was a large pool of blood in the back of the old man's head, and I guess the injury was not light.

But I hurried over to see if there was any help. However, it's a pity that I'm out of gas.

"Is that motorcycle going fast?"

"Quick, quick!" the man blurted out. "It feels like he's not using it as a means of transportation, but as a showman. It's whistling down this road every day. ”

"yes. It's noisy!"

"It's scared to death!"

"Yes. Nobody cares!"

·······

At this time, the onlookers echoed.

"So, in that direction is the motorcycle coming?" the officer asked again.

"I walked like this, and he came to him. To make it clearer, he showed it to the officer.

"What about the old man? Is he heading that way?"

"I don't know, I don't see it. Because, I'm walking ahead. Probably across the street, right? I guess. ”

"Also, do you see the license plate number of the motorcycle?"

"No cards, anyway, I don't see it. ”