In the quiet noon, the fat sparrow landed on the branch of the cherry tree, and the branch shook violently, and a few petals fluttered down. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Boom -

The explosion rang out, and thick smoke drifted out of the window.

The people were startled by the explosion, and soon calmly went about their own thing.

"Mom, what's that sound?" a child on the side of the street looked curiously at the smoking window with a small leather ball in his arms.

"Cooking next door, come here, don't choke. The aunt wore an apron, looked at the window and shook her head, and hurriedly came over and pulled the child towards her house.

"Ahem, ahem—"

The kitchen door slammed open, and thick smoke poured out, and the girl rushed out of the door with her hair in a mess, choking and coughing.

Brown Sugar glanced over here, and was very witty to hide far away early.

"No, no, ahem, that's what this book says......" Qianling straightened her messy hair and wrinkled her face as she held the recipe.

It's exactly what the recipe is, how can it explode......

She had a bitter face, a black and gray face.

A moist towel was handed in front of him.

She raised her eyes and saw Satsuki looking at her calmly.

"Wipe it. The voice was faint, and the silver eyes looked at her calmly.

Since Qianling found a recipe and started developing a new dish, the poor kitchen has never been at peace. She is very pursuing "innovation" and likes to add some new "seasonings" on the basis of dishes, so cooking accidents similar to magic explosions occur from time to time, brown sugar is used to it, Satsuki is used to it, and the neighbors are gradually getting used to it.

"I messed up again...... Qianling took the towel and buried her face in it fiercely, really, can't you succeed once?

Satsuki looked into the kitchen, and it was really bleak.

Smoking pots, pitch-black plates, slimy lumps of meat and vegetables, some of them becoming strange, others becoming colorful.

In a way, it's amazing to be able to do this......

"I don't have anything to eat today......" Qianling grimaced.

None of the meat and vegetables seem to be able to be improved or processed anymore, and the biggest problem now is ...... What to eat at noon?

Xiao Yue looked at her with a helpless expression.

It seems that I can only nibble on bread at noon today.

"Satsuki, let's go to the meatballs to eat!" Qianling looked at him very seriously.

Originally, she wanted to make a nutritious new dish to replenish Xiaoyue's body, but because of her negligence, not only did she not make up for the nutrition, but she didn't even have a normal lunch.

"Isn't she here?"

"Hmm, no, how do you know?"

"She's going to worship and sweep, you said yesterday. He looked at her speechlessly.

"Hey...... Did I say that? Oh yes, it seems like there's such a thing......" She looked like she had a sudden realization.

Speaking of which, Ellen is in the early summer festival recently, and people have brought bouquets of flowers to carry out tomb sweeping and ancestor worship activities.

Maruko Linchuan and she are both from the same place in Tianshui District, and every year at this time of year, she goes back with Maruko to worship and sweep.

This year, Maruko seems to have something to do, so I'll go back first.

"Xiaoyue, I have to go back in two days, do you want to come with me?" she wiped the ashes off her face, wiped her hands again, and tossed her messy hair with a comb.

"Hmm. He had a rightful expression, and did not hesitate.

It's been almost two months since he came here, and he's used to staying with her all the time.

"Then let's go buy flowers in the afternoon. She smiled and leaned over to him.

He turned and grabbed the rag and walked towards the kitchen.

"Wait, Satsuki, there's still smoke...... Huh?" she was surprised to find that the kitchen smoke had dissipated without a trace.

A fresh breeze swirls in the air, taking away all the smoke and dust.

With his silver hair hanging down behind him, he took a black plate and flushed it under the faucet, then wiped it with a handkerchief.

Suddenly, a pair of hands gently hugged him, and he turned his head in surprise.

Qianling's amber eyes clearly wrote the word "moved", as if she was about to burst into tears.

"Satsuki, you're so cute. She hugged him and rubbed it.

At such a young age, he knew how to help her with housework, and he didn't think the kitchen was dirty, and he took the initiative to clean up the mess.

There are also many five or six-year-old children in the neighborhood, but there are too few who are as sensible as Satsuki.

"Don't make a fuss, if you have time to help, come and help clean up. He stood helplessly in front of the sink, trying to break free, but his hands were dipped in water.

"Haha, I'll just come, you stay outside. She smiled and gently pinched his little face, and took the handkerchief and plate in his hand.

Looking at his silver hair like a waterfall, white clothes better than snow, clean as a small snowflake.

Pack up your kitchenware, especially this one that has been blasted...... It would be better for her to come.

"Oranges on plates in the living room and snacks on the table. She smiled and couldn't help but rub his silver hair.

Satsuki is getting more and more cute, and people can't help but want to be nice to him and want to give him all the best things.

"It's nice to meet you. The voice is soft, and the eyes are gentle, like the sun flowing.

He looked at her for two seconds, then lowered his head slightly and turned his face away.

Two days later.

Dandelion blooming grass slope, the wind blows gently, and the small white umbrella gently floats to the sky with the wind.

The morning light is faint.

There is a grave on the grassy slope.

Very simple tomb, in front of the earthen bag stands a long vertical stone, on which no name is inscribed, but the word "grandfather" is crookedly engraved.

Long green grass grew densely around the grave, almost submerging it.

Qianling reached out and tore off the weeds next to the grave to clear a clearing.

She gently placed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums on the grave, took off the panda bag she was carrying, and took out a few oranges, apples, and a bottle of sake.

Place the fruits one by one in front of the grave, take out a small wine glass, and fill it with sake.

White chrysanthemums tremble in the wind.

Qianling lowered her head and smiled softly: "Grandpa, I'm back." ”

It's been a year since I came back.

Grandpa, I miss you so much. Are you also worried about Xiaoling?

She sat down in the clearing, reaching out and gently caressing the stone with the words inscribed.

The morning light is soft, and the fingertips are slightly cool, but they are warm.

She remembered years ago when her grandfather sat in a chair drenched in golden sunlight, with blooming roses behind him.

The roses are bright and bright, but the grandfather is skinny. He looked at her and smiled, and gently extended his hand to her, his voice so old but so loving.

"Xiaoling, come, come here. ”

It was a sight in her memory, so far away and yet so clear.

It's like it happened yesterday.

"Grandpa, I've grown up and I'm no longer the little girl I used to be. I'm living happily every day now, don't worry, you have to take care of yourself over there. ”

The rain is gentle, falling on the shoulders.

She looked up, only to notice that there was a light rain falling in the sky at some point.

A transparent umbrella covered her head.

Satsuki stood beside her, her silver hair hanging down her chest, her eyes watching her quietly.

She gently pulled him to her side:

"Grandpa, this is Satsuki. He lives with me now, just like ...... Just like a brother," she smiled and stroked his silver hair, "a lovely little brother." ”

Silver eyelashes drooped slightly, and he leaned sideways to avoid her hand, bowing his head in silence.

The light rain is light, and the dandelions are gently swaying, stained with crystal mist.