Yuan Lang got along well with the owner and the old lady in his new home.

When the old lady's surname was left, it was said that she was the daughter of the landlord's family earlier, and she went to school, so it is no wonder that she looked very different from the ordinary old lady with small feet.

is older, and he is more delicate than Yuan Lang, a young man.

Yuan Lang saw the old lady Shi, when she got up in the morning, she had to take care of herself first, and facial fat and hand cream were indispensable.

A silver wire is also tied up in a bun and inserted into a quaint wooden hairpin.

It is said that the wooden hairpin on his head was given by the old lady's husband when he was young. Mrs. Shi cherished it very much.

"Yuan Lang, come over for dinner. The old lady set up a small square table in the courtyard and made exquisite snacks for three or four nights. Cut off the flowers in full bloom in the yard and put them on the dishes, which is chic and elegant.

The matter of eating, when it came to the old lady's hands, became a particularly enjoyable thing.

Not to mention, Mrs. Shi likes Yuan Lang very much, and almost takes care of her as if she is a granddaughter.

"Grandma Shi, you make so much delicious food every day, how can I give you enough rent. Yuan Lang took a bite of the sweet and sour tenderloin and sighed faintly.

"I'm going to go up a little bit more next month. Yuan Lang mentioned these words many times, but every time she said it, the old lady was unhappy.

No, the old lady had a straight face, "No, grandma has too much money to use up." ”

Not to mention, looking at the delicate life of the old lady on weekdays, you know that she is not short of money.

"Is Grandma Shi there?" said a young man's voice outside.

Grandma Shi was silent for a while, and only when the guy outside shouted for the second time did she come down.

After speaking, he slowly opened the door of the small courtyard and came back with a letter.

Yuan Lang saw sharply that the envelope was stamped with a returned stamp.

"The five hundredth letter...", the old lady's face was obviously silent.

The guy outside hadn't left yet, he shouted loudly into the yard, "Grandma, don't send it... The address on the envelope is wrong..."

When Yuan Lang saw it, the old lady's eyes were full of tears, and after hearing what the guy outside said, the whole person suddenly withered, as if she had lost a supporting spirit.

She stared blankly at the letter in her hand and muttered, "How can I not send it, what if they come back to look for me and can't find me..."

The next day, the old lady fell ill...

Yuan Lang gave the old lady Shi a second pulse, she was sick with a heart...

Yuan Lang thought that it must be related to the letter returned by the postman yesterday.

"Don't be busy... I know this body myself...."The old lady sat up and patted Yuan Lang's hand, her eyes slid over Yuan Lang's delicate face, "It's like..."

"You're very much like me when I was younger... Especially when laughing. ”

"He said he loved the way I smiled the most..."

The old lady seemed to be caught up in some kind of memory.

Yuan Lang sat quietly beside the old lady to accompany her, waited for the old lady to come back to her senses, and said with a smile: "Can you help me go and get the box over there?"

Yuan Lang looked in the direction of the old lady's finger, and on the dresser, there was an antique copper box, which was fastened by a small golden lock.

When it comes to hands, the weight is not light, and the strength on Yuan Lang's hands is already very strong, and he can't lift it with one hand.

The metallic color of the top layer of the box is a little light and smooth, and at a glance, you can tell that it is caused by being touched by people all year round.

The old lady rubbed the copper box, then took out a small key from under the pillow and inserted it into the copper lock.

Looking at the appearance of the old lady's baby, Yuan Lang thought that there was something particularly precious inside.

When the box was opened, it was filled with a thick layer of unopened letters.

There are new and old, and the old envelope paper is yellowed, and you can see that it has been some years at a glance.

Mrs. Shi carefully stacked the letter she had returned yesterday on the top layer.

"Forty years... I wrote 500 letters to them, some of them returned, some of them were not heard from... I don't know if any of them will get to them. ”

Yuan Lang listened quietly, and at this time the old lady only wanted a listener.

When Yuan Lang lay on the bed at night, she realized that she had insomnia.

The story from the old lady's mouth made her feel very uncomfortable.

It turned out that Grandma Shi had been waiting... She's waiting for someone to come back and make good on his promise.

I waited for forty years.

Every once in a while for forty years, she would send a letter to the address they had left her.

Except for the letter he wrote back at the end: Wait for me to come back and marry you....

After that, there was no news.

In the past 40 years, Grandma Shi has changed from a delicate girl to a silver lady... I'm still waiting....

Mrs. Shi did not have a family and had no children, and because of this hope, she rejected many people.

Her children and nephews wanted to take her in to take care of her, but she was unwilling, for fear that the man would not find her when he came back, so she would rather live here alone.

This house was originally very large, but when it was criticized, a large part of it was taken away, and the old lady worked hard to keep the part where she lives now.

When the old lady was sick for a few days, the old man next door sent the soup that had been stewed for several days to make up for the old lady's body.

"Lan Zhi, you're good, don't forget to drink the soup..."

Yuan Lang looked at the old man who was so anxious that he couldn't do it, but he pretended to be calm and funny.

The old man didn't seem to dare to step into the door of the small courtyard, for fear of being driven away by the old lady, so he handed over the soup bowl to Yuan Lang on time every day and left.

But across the courtyard wall, Yuan Lang inadvertently saw the old man set up a ladder on the wall, trembling on it, and when he looked inside, he was surprised.

The old man in his sixties and seventies is like a young man, and he is not afraid of falling into his old bones.

Yuan Lang dared to conclude that the old man next door cared for the old lady definitely not the kind of mutual care between neighbors.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Yuan Lang told Grandma Shi about the old man, and the expression on her face didn't look like Shi Wuyi.

But she didn't say anything, and the soup sent by the old man every day was still drunk little by little.

After a few days, the old lady was fine, and her face returned to smiling, as if the previous haze had been swept away.

But I still insisted on not letting the old man next door enter the door, and did not talk to the old man next door....

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"Elementary girl, you haven't been to the pharmacy for a long time, Zamosi and they are all asking where you are..."

Ye Qian brought some fruit and asked strangely, "Why don't you let me tell them that you live here." ”

Yuan Lang peeled an orange and ate it, and replied, "They are very noisy one by one..."

"I'll invite you over for dinner later. ”

"But now you're all too busy, and you still have the time to miss me?"

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