Because she was injured and her body quickly lost weight, grandma was very distressed, thinking about buying her meat to replenish her body, but grandma couldn't find anyone who went to the town to buy vegetables after looking around, and grandma couldn't wait, so she had to walk to the town early in the morning.

In the morning, she smiled and told her that her grandmother came back to make porridge for her, but when she came back, she was carried back by the villagers.

She was stunned and at a loss. The people in the village gathered around and squeaked about the cause of the incident, and she learned that her grandmother was hit by a tractor at the intersection to the town, and the driver saw her grandmother fall to the ground and hurriedly drove away, leaving her grandmother lying on the ground alone. Fortunately, a kind passer-by sent my grandmother to the hospital in the town, and after many inquiries, she turned around and informed the people in Shanghe Village.

It's a pity that even if a well-wisher sends grandma to the hospital, she only has to be prepared by the doctor. I heard that my grandmother held her breath and ordered the villagers to send her home, and then she fell into a coma again.

It was said that grandma wouldn't last long before she went, but grandma was surprised and held on for almost ten days before she let go.

Xinyue thought that her grandmother at that time must have been unable to let go of her, so she would create a miracle that lasted for so many days. I have the impression that my grandmother basically spent her time in a coma after the car accident, and even if she could only move her lips in the short time she woke up, she seemed to have infinite words to say to her, but in the end there were less than ten words left for her.

In less than ten days, her grandmother left her, and no miracles happened.

And in less than ten days, grandma's tough body and bones seemed to be crushed by wind and frost, and she was more than ten years old.

When Xinyue thought of this, she almost couldn't stop her tears.

But this is not the time to think about this, Xinyue blinked her eyes and said in a milky voice to Grandma Gu, who was helping her button with both hands, "No need to go to town, grandma, my head doesn't hurt anymore!"

She remembered that she broke her head in early April, and she died in mid-April, not long after Qingming, and the death date of her grandmother was not much different.

If only Heaven had sent her back to where she was before she fell, Grandma wouldn't have to be so heartbroken for her now.

No, why did she still have her brain broken when she went to heaven?

Xinyue was still in a daze, Grandma Gu had already bent down to put on her shoes, and then took her into her arms with both hands, "Yueyue, don't be afraid, let's just go and see some medicine and come back, not spanking injections." ”

Her good granddaughter has never liked to cry, and she cried so sadly just now, how painful it was!

Grandma Gu is in her fifties, but her body is much tougher than her peers, and Xinyue was carried out by her in three or two steps before she could react.

The sun outside was just right, the warm sun shone on his face, and the new moon suddenly forgot what she had just tangled up with, and narrowed her eyes happily.

She found that the house she lived in now was the same brick house she lived in with her grandmother when she was a child, with two rooms on the left and right of the main house, and the empty space in the middle was used as a hall.

The row of three rooms outside the main house serves as a side room and includes a kitchen, utility room and bathroom.

The outer part of the house is surrounded by a high fence to form a large courtyard, divided into two courtyards, the front yard planted roses climb the fence and grow wantonly, occupying half of the country, and the red flowers are clustered against the branches.

In addition to the roses, there is also a longan tree in the yard.

The older generation likes to plant trees or other things to occupy the land, and my grandmother planted this longan tree early before she built this house, and in less than ten years, the original sapling has grown into a towering tree.

Hearing grandma say that this tree has grown for more than ten years and has not seen fruit, grandma has no expectations, just thinking that this tree can provide shade, but unexpectedly, in the year when grandma took her home, the tree began to grow longan, and the longan grew more and more year by year.

So the longan in the tree became her favorite snack when she was a child.

At that time, most families could barely afford to have enough food and clothing, so where did they have spare money to buy snacks for their children? Even those with slightly better conditions did not give up.

For her, a child who can eat longan wantonly every summer, other children are very envious.

Grandma often smiled and said that she was a blessed person, and she would definitely be a blessed person in the future.

It's a pity that grandma doesn't know that not only is she unlucky, but she is also called an unlucky person, and even the blessing on her tongue is gone after grandma leaves.

But now in heaven, she will definitely be the blessed person in her grandmother's mouth.

Crescent Moon looked around at the familiar door and bent her eyebrows in a good mood.

If this is heaven, then this paradise is so interesting that it can replicate the environment in heaven as well.

But is this heaven?

The crescent moon was lost in thought again.

Everything was so real, it wasn't like a dream, but it wasn't a dream, how could she see her grandmother, and she was still the same as she was before she was five years old? And her home was also the home she had before she was five years old, and when she came to see it before she died, the yard had been uninhabited for a long time, and it was overgrown with weeds, and the roses were gone, leaving only the old longan tree swaying in the wind.

If this is not a dream, then what is the power to make it happen?

The only thing on the crescent's mind is heaven.

But heaven, it doesn't seem right.

"Aunt Xiufang, are you at home?"

As the crescent moon broke, there was a knock on the wooden door outside the courtyard, and the woman's voice came in.

Xiufang is Grandma Gu's name, and Grandma Gu and Grandpa Gu have the same surname Gu, but Grandma Gu is not the Gu family in Shanghe Village, but she just happens to have the surname Gu. The children in the village always called her Grandma Gu, and others usually called her by her first name or added the title of elder after her name.

Grandma Gu hugged the new moon and responded lightly, "At home." ”

The woman's voice was somewhat familiar, and Crescent Moon blinked as she blinked from her musings, the strange feeling in her heart even worse.

Before she could think about it, her grandmother carried her to open the wooden door, and in front of the door stood two large and one small, the eldest woman was about thirty years old, with a strong body, dark skin, and black dirt between her fingernails, like every woman she had ever seen in the field when she was a child.

But this woman ......

Crescent Moon's eyes narrowed as she watched the woman.

She remembered the woman in front of her, who must have been less than seventy years old when she died, and who had seen her from afar when she returned.

Is this woman also dead? No...... No, surely it didn't happen that she died.

It's certainly not paradise here!

She was dead, but now she was alive, still when she was less than five years old.

What about the others? Are they like her?

She was sure that her grandmother was different from her, and if she was like her, she would not let her get hurt again.

Others...... Xinyue looked at the woman in front of her, this person was not like her nine times out of ten.

Because she was still lying on the bed in a daze as far as she remembered, the woman would have been shocked when she saw her.

As a new moon born in the early seventies, who doesn't like to read novels, is at a loss at the moment.

She didn't know that her current situation would be called rebirth in the web many years later.