Older people like to be lively, and Lan Fangyi, who was watering vegetables in the garden, heard that her granddaughter was coming, and she was busy and greeted her. With his hands in water and his trousers still in his hands, he was working in his vegetable garden.

"Grandpa, look, we gave you a gift!" Ling Xiaoxi said with his finger at the big.

"It's okay not to send it, as soon as I see it, it reminds me of the old one. Lan Fangyi was not interested in this gift, and replied without being salty.

Yue Yang directly threw the rooster in the air, and Lan Fangyi was still a little unhappy, thinking that he was angry with himself. The strange thing is that the big rooster fluttered up and landed on the big branch in the courtyard, standing with his head held high, very energetic.

"Hehe, this is going to be a refinement, it looks more majestic than the one I used to have!" Lan Fangyi smiled and beckoned the two of them to sit in the room.

"Grandpa, let me ask you something. Ling Xiaoxi sat on a high-legged chair, his legs swinging alternately and laughing.

"Just ask. ”

"When you were young, did you ever write a love letter to your grandmother?"

"Hehe, of course. In every love letter, I also write a love poem, and your grandmother is very touched and thinks that I am different from other young people, very talented. Actually, love letters are better to write, those love poems are racked to come up with brains, and sometimes they don't sleep all night, which is really torturous. ”

Lan Fangyi deliberately grimaced, making Ling Xiaoxi clap her hands and laugh, and asked again, "Grandpa, has Grandma ever written you a love letter?"

Lan Fangyi was stunned for a moment, and then waved her hand, "Your grandmother is a young lady from a big family, and her education is very strict, so how can she write me a love letter." After getting married, it was common for them to recite poems together. ”

To give!

Ling Xiaoxi presented the copper box, Lan Fangyi was puzzled, after opening it, he first saw the exquisite jewelry box, and asked in surprise, "Where did you get this Western object?"

"Grandpa, do you know?"

"Your grandmother once had one, usually used to put eyebrows, when I have time, I will paint thrushes for her, and she will be very happy every time. After Lan Fangyi finished speaking, her hands were trembling slightly.

Yue Yang felt sour when he heard it, no wonder the old lady couldn't let go of this thing before she died, it contained too much affection that she couldn't let go.

Ling Xiaoxi would not be moved, she was still looking forward to her name, but urged: "Grandpa, open it up and take a look!"

opened the jewelry box, and when she saw the neatly placed eyebrows inside, Lan Fangyi was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth for a while. With trembling hands, he took out the used section, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a moment, and it was already old tears.

"It's your grandma's stuff. At that time, your grandmother was very sick, she was so thin that she lost her appearance, and she put away the mirrors at home. Later, the relics were sorted out, but her favorite eyebrows were missing, and she could never find them. Xiaoxi, where did you find it?" Lan Fangyi asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, grandpa, there's a love letter from grandma here!" Ling Xiaoxi took out the envelope again.

Lan Fangyi hurriedly took it, but his eyes were clouded with tears, and the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't open it, or Yue Yang helped him pull out the letter.

asked people to turn on all the lights in the room, put on reading glasses, and just glanced at it, Lan Fangyi exclaimed again, that's right, it's Madame's handwriting!

Looking at it carefully word by word, Lan Fangyi was already in tears, but Yue Yang still found that when he read the last sentence, his wife was worried that he would be lonely and asked him to find another one, but he pouted his lips with a little disdain.

Reversing too quickly, capturing this expression, Yue Yang was a little puzzled, and gave Lan Fangyi a careful look again, combined with the moment, and finally gave a rare conclusion.

The old man must have been disturbed by his divine sense!

To use a superstitious parlance, the soul is not gone. Lan Fangyi and his wife have a deep relationship, and they have always been very affectionate after marriage, but they lost their wife in middle age and have not come out of their grief for a long time. Over time, they will dominate their consciousness to produce illusions.

At that time, he had career and family responsibilities and was very busy, and even if Lan Fangyi did not reject his own behavior, it did not have much impact. When you get old and are idle, you will indulge in it, and when you feel deeply affected by it, you will find that you can't get rid of it!

Ling Xiaoxi brought the things of the old man today, and there was a nonsense dream from before, Lan Fangyi saw it with his own eyes, and he was naturally convinced, and this was not conducive to his condition.

Lan Fangyi is Ling Ruohan's relative, Yue Yang can't sit idly by, nor can he come from Ling Xiaoxi, and said: "Xiaoxi, I saw that the cherries on the tree were ripe, and they were all as big as apricots. Then soak it in well water, take a bite, sweet and sour, cool, delicious and unstoppable!"

"Haha, I'm drooling when I say it, go eat!" Ling Xiaoxi jumped out.

"Be careful, don't fall. Lan Fangyi shouted lovingly, paused for a moment, and turned back to ask, "Yueyang, do you have something to say to me?"

"Old man, I see that your forehead is faintly dark, but your face is ruddy, and there are no other symptoms. Yue Yang said bluntly.

"I can eat and sleep, I should enjoy this life as if I didn't fall behind, now the children are older, and the grandchildren are all talented, and I don't have to worry. To put it mildly, even if you die now, you don't have any regrets. Lan Fangyi said calmly.

"There is a realm! However, who wants to die if he lives well? Presumably, grandpa has not lived a peaceful life in the past few years, and he is often disturbed, and maybe, he cannot be called a human being. ”

Lan Fangyi's body trembled slightly, rubbing the eyebrow box, and muttered, "Yueyang, are these really what you found in the old garden?"

"Video proof!"

Lan Fangyi waved her hand and sighed, "I don't doubt you, I know Madame's thoughts best." She wanted to leave a little more trace in this world, in case I found it there one day. It's just that the times are changing too fast, and the whole family has already moved to the city, and I have returned to Lanjia Village. Occasionally I go back to the old garden, and I sit in that place, but I don't think there are still things hidden inside. It's also my wife who can't wait, so she gave her dream to Xiaoxi, she is blaming me. Hey, wait until I go underground to see her, and then make amends. ”

"Grandpa is blessed with longevity and longevity, and he has a long life, so why should he feel sorry for himself and go against the laws of nature?" asked Yue Yang.

Lan Fangyi suddenly came to his senses, his eyes were full of light, and he had no regrets about dying now, that is to say.

"Yueyang, do you really see that I have lived a long life?"

"Grandpa should also be a little confident in this, right? If I guessed correctly, my ancestors must have been long-lived people, and they have the excellent genes of the family, so what is there to wonder!" Yue Yang said disapprovingly.

"Haha, that's true. In that backward era, my mother and grandmother both lived to be in their nineties!" Lan Fang Yi was happy, and it was true that he missed his wife, but he didn't want to go to the reunion so soon.

"However, if the current situation is not good, then the final result is not easy to say. Grandpa, tell me about you, in case I can help you!" Yue Yang said sincerely.

Lan Fangyi nodded, untied the knot in her heart, and the conversation box opened.

Lan Fangyi admitted that when his wife had just passed away, he had been hit hard by a single illness and often couldn't sleep at night. He often went to the place where the lady danced to look for traces of the deceased, and even secretly went at night, hoping to see her, even if it was a shadow.