[The last chapter and some chapters were not modified by river crabs, forgive me.] 】

On this day, Tian Sangsang was called to answer a phone call, and it was Jiang Jinghuai who came to find Jiang Jinghuai from the capital.

Tian Sangsang had no choice but to take the call, panicking as if he had received a bomb that was about to detonate at any time. She tried to keep her voice as steady as she could, and said, "Hey, hello. ”

At the same time as she spoke, there was also a voice, a soft and somewhat sad female voice: "Jing Huai." ”

As soon as the words fell, both of them were stunned and there was a brief silence.

Tian Sangsang held his breath, and the other party didn't seem surprised, but said in a heavy tone: "I don't care who you are, if you know Jing Huai, please tell him that his grandfather has passed away, and we have done the funeral." How far is there, let him not come back, after a while, we will find a way to transfer him back to the capital. ”

After speaking, before Tian Sangsang could answer, the other party snapped and hung up the phone.

Tian Sangsang was stunned and hung up the phone. Identifying the voice just now, it looks like Jiang Jinghuai's mother?

She was fine just now, did she speak carelessly, and would she leave a bad impression on her mother-in-law? Mother-in-law seems to be a little angry, why is she angry? It is inevitable that a person in the family is gone, and a little emotion is inevitable, right? It should not be because of her, after all, she just said hello, and she can't find anything wrong. And my mother-in-law shouldn't know about her existence. No, is that person really a mother-in-law?

Now is not the time to think about this, but ...... Jiang Jinghuai's grandfather died.

His grandfather died.

Tian Sangsang was not particularly sad, after all, she and Grandpa Jiang Jinghuai had never met once. But there is still sadness, the death in this world is always sad, and this person is also her grandfather.

It's a pity that neither she nor her son have seen his old man.

As I thought about it, I had a flash of inspiration in my mind. In fact, the current plot has deviated from the track of the original book, but it still can't be taken lightly. I have to guard against it. In the original book, Jiang Jinghuai's mother died, and then Jiang Jinghuai turned black. This blackening is not the blackening of the outward, but the inner becoming fierce and dark. Now that his grandfather has died, is he going to ...... too?

It's a terrible foreknowledge.

Tian Sangsang's mind was in a trance, in private she didn't want to tell Jiang Jinghuai the news, she was afraid that he wouldn't be able to accept the blow. But paper can't hold the fire, and it's not a way to hide it, he has to know sooner or later.

Recently, there are a lot of pheasants from the mountains at home, Tian Sangsang is boiling millet porridge with pheasant meat every day, and the millet porridge stewed out, the pheasant meat is torn one by one, it smells fresh and fragrant, and it is very delicious.

Prepare lunch and bring everything to the table. Tian Sangsang beckoned Meng Shuyan in, squatted down and whispered, "Yanyan, your father's grandfather has passed away." ”

Meng Shuyan tilted his head and blinked solemnly: "Is it my grandfather?"

"Yes. Tian Sangsang instructed: "Your father will be very sad, so when you wait for dinner, don't talk much, play by yourself after eating, try not to contact him, we have to give him a quiet environment to adapt to sadness." Remember, you have to be natural, not too deliberate, or he'll find out. ”

"Okay. Meng Shuyan responded, and scratched his hair suspiciously: "But shouldn't we comfort Dad?"

Tian Sangsang pressed his little shoulder: "No." "Some people, the more you comfort him for the feeling he makes, the more you think you are sympathizing with him, so the best thing to do is to do nothing.

But after a while, Jiang Jinghuai came back, I don't know why, he felt that the atmosphere today was a little different, his wife and son were honestly sitting there waiting for him to eat. Although this has been the case in the past, today ......

"I'm back. Tian Sangsang smiled at him and scooped him a bowl of millet porridge, "Let's eat." ”

Eating quietly, he felt the little eyes of his wife from time to time. Raising his eyes worriedly, he asked in a deep voice, "Sangsang, what do you want to tell me?"

Tian Sangsang was still thinking about his rhetoric, and he was asked coldly. She could only bite the bullet, and under his strong gaze, she hesitated for a moment, and then said softly, "I received a call from your home just now. ”

As he spoke, he looked at him, and his hand holding the chopsticks was about to burst into bruises.

It's really going to be blackened rhythm.

"It's a woman, it's supposed to be your family, and he said your grandfather died. She pursed her lips and asked, "Do you want to go back and have a look?"

Jiang Jinghuai's face was very calm, so calm that he couldn't see sadness.

After a long time, he spit out a sentence: "I've been very busy lately, even if I take leave to go back, I won't be able to see him, let's worship here ourselves." ”

Meaning not to go back, and the moment the call came, his grandfather had already closed his eyes.

She sighed, thought for a while, and said, "The people in your family also said that they would find a way to transfer you back to the capital after a while." ”

Jiang Jinghuai was silent, "Hmm." ”

Tian Sangsang was quietly picking up the rice, not knowing what to say.

"Sangsang," he called out to her suddenly, his voice low.

"Huh?" she tried to keep her eyes open to him.

"That's my grandfather, and it's your grandfather. My family, and yours. Pay attention to the rhetoric in the future. ”

"Good. She nodded.

While eating, he has been observing Jiang Jinghuai, and he is very quiet. But Tian Sangsang could feel his sadness, and after sharing the bed for a while, she could probably feel his emotions.

Moreover, he only ate a small bowl of rice today.

Then, Tian Sangsang didn't dare to take the initiative to say anything superfluous to him, only quietly observed him in the dark, occasionally he seemed to notice, cast a thoughtful look, she pretended to be calm and turned her eyes away.

She thought that time would heal the wounds in his heart and make his heart at peace, but what she didn't expect was that he became more and more silent, and his eyes that often looked at her were deep and silent.

If you don't explode in silence, you perish in silence.

Sure enough, his silence was all an illusion, and he broke out. That night, he was particularly rude, and after his son fell asleep, he carried her to the Westinghouse and pressed her to the kang. There was almost no foreplay, and I didn't have time to take off my clothes, I just unbuttoned them, threw the corset away, and gnawed at her breasts.

She had been bitten so painfully that she had rarely been treated like this, and her hand scratched red marks on his sweaty back. Without saying a word, he parted her legs and attacked her fiercely. The body is tense, sad and aggrieved.

He was sweating profusely in her hardship, covered in sweat, obviously it was difficult to advance and retreat, but he was still pressing step by step.

"Don't ...... Don't......" she could only plead pitifully. In the darkness I saw his faintly shining eyes, something fell on her shoulder, hot tears. She no longer resisted, and her heart softened when she remembered the hurt he had held in her heart these days.

Maybe he needs to vent.