Because of the mention of the child, Teacher Song, who was originally interested in continuing to gossip, wrote his thoughts, and after chatting with Zhao Qingru for a few more words, he took the textbook and went to the classroom in advance. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Teacher Xiao Jin, who had no classes in the morning, quietly gave a thumbs up to Zhao Qingru. In this regard, Zhao Qingru only smiled faintly.

The trick is no longer old and new, just work. Of course, you can't use it often. After all, no one is stupid.

In the days that followed, the days seemed to calm down again. The weather is getting colder and colder, and Grandma Qian's body is not as good as day by day. Zhao Qingru didn't know if Grandma Qian would be able to survive this winter, and her mood was naturally a little depressed.

To say that these days have passed quite quickly. Speaking of which, I have known Grandma Qian for more than ten years. When we met, although Grandma Qian was living alone, she looked so tough. Not to mention secretly raising a dozen chickens, he also pickles pickles by himself.

"Ru'er girl, I'm afraid the old woman can't do it. On this afternoon, Grandma Qian, who had been chaotic, seemed to be much more conscious, and pulled Zhao Qingru's hand and didn't let go.

"Grandma Qian, don't say that, you will definitely get better. Didn't you say before that you would wait for Ohara to grow up and then marry a daughter-in-law? I've looked for this little daughter-in-law. Zhao Qingru's nose was sour. Compared with the Zhao family, Grandma Qian is more like a relative to Zhao Qingru. After all, when she first arrived, in addition to Lu Yingchun, the first sincere friend, it was Grandma Qian.

"No, I'm afraid my wife won't be able to wait that long. Grandma Qian stretched out her hand and touched Zhao Qingru's cheek very reluctantly, and shook her head slightly, "The old man, the old man, is coming to pick up the old woman...... Don't cry, girl. The old woman's life is actually quite worthwhile, when she was young, there was an old man who was hurting, and when she was middle-aged, she had a son who was filial, although her son and daughter-in-law were gone, but when she was old, she still had a girl like you, a granddaughter. Later, I asked the old woman to pick up a great-grandson for nothing, not a loss, it's really worth it. ”

"The old woman has thought about it, this yard and the old house at the other end of Fengyao Mountain County will be left to you and Xiao Yuanyuan. Girl, don't dislike the old house in the county, old and dilapidated, back then, my dead old man spent hundreds of dollars to buy ......it from the landlord Lao Cai," Grandma Qian, who was lying on the bed, slowly explained what happened to her.

The so-called fallen leaves return to the roots, according to Grandma Qian's meaning, when she leaves, she still hopes to return to her hometown in Fengyao County and be buried with her dead old man.

Because cremation is practiced now. So a few years ago, Zhao Qingru also accompanied Grandma Qian back to Fengyao County and moved Grandpa Qian's grave to the cemetery, of course, Uncle Qian and his family were also relocated at the same time.

"What about Wen Tao?" After intermittently explaining the arrangements in her heart, Grandma Qian looked around, and when she saw Zhou Wentao, she pulled out a faint smile.

"Yes, Grandma. Zhou Wentao hurriedly grabbed Grandma Qian's wrinkled hand.

"The old woman knows that you are not Tao Tao, but it doesn't matter if you are actually or not. You and Ru'er are both good boys, that's enough. It's just Wen Tao, the old woman knows that you are busy on weekdays, but you have to take some time out to accompany your daughter-in-law and children. ”

"Hey, grandma, I will definitely take more time to come back to accompany Ru'er and the children in the future. Zhou Wentao is not an emotionally exposed person, but he is inevitably moved at this moment.

"Yuan Yuan, Xiao Yi, Xiao An ......"

"Grandma ......" The three little ones in the family saw that Grandma Qian was calling them, so they all came to the bed.

"You have to listen to your parents, you are the eldest brother, and you have to help your mother take care of your younger siblings. ”

"Grandma ......" doesn't have much understanding of death compared to the two younger ones below, and Ohara has clearly understood what death means. Rao is Xiao Yuanyuan, who seems to be precocious and sensible on weekdays, and he can't hold back his tears at this moment, "Grandma, I don't want you to go." Don't leave Ohara alone. ”

"What are you crying, the old woman just went to find the dead old man of the old woman. "Grandma Qian hasn't seen Xiao Yuanyuan crying for many years, thinking of a milk doll as big as that year, raised little by little, and in a blink of an eye, she is a half-sized child, Grandma Qian is actually really reluctant. It's a pity that I really can't wait for this cute little guy in front of me to grow up, and then marry a daughter-in-law and come back.

"Go, go, go, go. The old woman is going to sleep. Grandma Qian shook her hand, panting slightly, and sent away the three little ones standing in front of her.

Zhao Qingru thought about it, and drove Xiao Yuanyuan and the three out of the room, while he stayed behind and stayed in front of the bed.

"Ru'er, I'd better stay with my grandmother. Zhou Wentao saw that Zhao Qingru had been guarding the bedside these days, and even at night, he had laid a simple bunk next to him, and he had hardly slept a peaceful night, so he was really worried about his daughter-in-law's body.

"I'm fine, really. Zhao Qingru, who had already asked for leave, carefully helped Grandma Qian stuff the bedding, "Wen Tao, have you always been strange, why did I pick up an old lady back then." ”

"Hmm. It's weird indeed. In the beginning, it should be kind-hearted. Later, I found out that it should be more than just because Grandma Qian is a lonely old lady. Zhou Wentao put a coat on Zhao Qingru's body, and then put his long arms in his arms and hugged Zhao Qingru in his arms, "It's cold, you have to be careful of your body." ”

"Did I tell you that I was forcibly asked by my father to go to the mountains and go to the countryside?" Zhao Qingru leaned on Zhou Wentao's body, and her thoughts seemed to slowly return to more than ten years ago.

"Although my parents are still alive, my grandparents are still on top, and my eldest brother is also by my side, I feel that I am alone. obviously has a good job, but he was told by his relatives that he would change it to Xue Yumin. Why?!Could it be that I, Zhao Qingru, really picked it up from the garbage dump?!For that job, I was almost beaten to death by Xue Yumin's little hooves. ”

"Later, I figured it out, even if he is capable of Commander Zhao, it is his, and everything has nothing to do with me. Isn't it just to go to the mountains and go to the countryside and endure hardships to be a farmer, it's not a big deal. It's just that I didn't expect that I would be saved by an orphan old woman who is not related by blood......"

"I understand, Ru'er, I really understand. "If you say it before, Zhou Wentao will still feel that the relationship between his daughter-in-law and his father-in-law is very delicate, and sometimes the relationship is not as intimate as Grandma Qian. Zhou Wentao only thought that this was his own delusion, after all, although he was careful, he was not a person who would delve into these small things. Now it seems that it is really not his illusion, those clues are really quite obvious.

Therefore, over the years, his father-in-law wants to repair his three children, especially the relationship with his daughter-in-law, his daughter-in-law, his daughter-in-law and two brothers-in-law always have an ambiguous attitude, respect and intimacy. Today's result is yesterday, thinking that when Commander Zhao was still a military commander that day, he would never have imagined that he would be in such a situation today.

On December 23, 1990, the seventh day of the eleventh lunar month, the second day of the winter solstice, and the day before Christmas Eve, Grandma Qian died peacefully in a courtyard in Yanjing at the age of 83. Even before his death, many things were prepared, but they really happened, and for Zhao Qingru, there was still a lot of excitement.

Although, Zhao Qingru knows very well that no one can avoid this day of birth, old age, sickness and death. But when it really comes, thinking about the things of this world, there is nothing more painful for those who are children than "the son wants to raise but the parent is not there".

"Mom, why is Grandma sleeping inside?When will she wake up and play with Xiaoyi?" Xiao Yi, who was wearing a long black cotton skirt and a linen coat on the outside, pulled the corner of Zhao Qingru's clothes, opened her big eyes, and asked puzzledly.

"Little one, grandma is just tired. Zhao Qingru bent down and gently rubbed her daughter's hair.

Xiao Yixu realized something, and suddenly cried out with a "wow". And accompanied by Xiao Yi's crying, there was a dispute in front of the mourning hall.

"Let me in! I'm the only relative of my dead wife in this world! Now that the old woman is dead, everything she has is mine!"

Zhao Qingru's brows were obviously furrowed, speaking of which, she has been living with Grandma Qian for more than ten years, but she has never heard that Grandma Qian has any relatives in this world. If there were really relatives, I wouldn't have lived so simply (poor) and simple (hard) back then.

"What's the trouble?!" Zhao Qingru went to the front of the mourning hall after throwing Xiao Yi directly to Zhou Wentao. Near the entrance of the hall, a middle-aged man who was forty miles away was about to rush into the mourning hall, but unfortunately he was directly stopped by the guards waiting nearby.

"You are Zhao Qingru. Qian Shuheng is my second uncle!"

Just when everyone present was confused and couldn't figure out where Qian Shuheng was sacred in the middle-aged man's mouth, Zhao Qingru knew it. Isn't Qian Shuheng the name of Grandma Qian's dead old man? If the person who came was really Grandpa Qian's nephew, so what.

But...... I can recognize her at a glance, and it seems that it really smells a little bad at it.

"Today is the day of Grandma Qian's funeral and cremation, if you come to see the old man on her last journey, I, Zhao Qingru, welcome, if you come to make trouble, no matter what the purpose, absolutely not!" Zhao Qingru's delicate face has long lost the usual easy-going and even gloomy and gloomy on weekdays.

"His father......" The middle-aged man obviously didn't come alone, and the woman next to him, who looked like a man's daughter-in-law, quietly pulled the corner of the middle-aged man's clothes.

"What are we doing?!Is it wrong for us to get our stuff back?!"

Wrong, definitely not, if it's really you. The problem is good, but also pay attention to the occasion.