The gray and gloomy days are three days, the tears are long gone, all the water pipes in the village were damaged by the earthquake, there was a lack of clean water, Xinlan just saved water for everyone, since she was rescued when the medical staff simply cleaned it once, she never touched the water again, sat unkempt, as if returning to the wandering appearance of begging in Shenzhen. The old grandmother didn't persuade her too much, because she had just received the news that several people had died in the disaster of her mother's family in the town, and she couldn't help but cry first.

Early in the morning, a five or six-year-old girl was sent from the next village, and when she saw the old grandmother, she cried loudly, and the old grandmother hurriedly went up to comfort her: "Orchid, what's the matter!" "Orchid is the grandniece of the old grandmother, her parents are both working in Guangdong, and she has been fostered in the town of her grandmother's house. Orchid cried loudly and said, "Grandma is gone, my grandmother is dead, my cousin is dead, and my grandmother, who loves me the most, is also dead." When Xinlan heard her brother's words, she immediately cleared up from her pain, and looked at Orchid with pity in her eyes.

The old grandmother swallowed and said, "Don't cry, don't cry."

"Second grandma, the orchid has become an orphan."

"Being foolishly said, don't you still have your parents?"

"No, no, my parents don't see each other once a year, and I'm an orphan without my grandmother." Orchid lowered her head to the ashes in her arms and closed her eyes and cried.

The young man from the People's Liberation Army who sent the orchid back said to the old grandmother: "Grandma, I heard that you are his second grandmother." ”

"Yes, thank you so much, what is the situation at her grandmother's house."

"The situation is very miserable, listening to the orchid, my grandmother can't run, and when she walks to the door and sees that the house is about to collapse, she pushes the orchid out, but she is crushed to death by the collapsed stones."

"Didn't his cousins all go to middle school? How! ”

"yes, the middle school was in session, and the school building collapsed." Isn't this here, the adults in his family are not at home, and they don't know how to bury them, and the orchid keeps crying, so she can't only bring it to her house to see if there are any relatives to take care of the child? I didn't expect her house to collapse, so I can only trouble you to persuade you to take care of the child, I estimate that the child's parents will come back soon.

"Hey, why is the family so unlucky!" The old grandmother took the urn in the hands of the People's Liberation Army and said to herself: "The urn, this kind of thing that only exists in the city should be taboo if you usually see it, my old woman has touched everything she has changed in her life in the past few days." ”

"That's right! Grandma, it is a blessing to survive in the face of this kind of natural disaster, where is there any taboo. ”

Xinlan got out of bed and went to the orchid, ready to take the ashes from the orchid's hand, the orchid opened her eyes and glared at Xinlan and said, "Don't touch my grandmother."

Xinlan explained: "Little sister, don't be afraid, my sister doesn't want your things, my sister must be tired when she sees you holding such a heavy box, so I want to help you carry it." ”

"I don't want you to touch it, I just don't want you to touch it, my grandmother doesn't like outsiders, as soon as you touch it, my grandmother's soul will be scattered, and then I won't even be able to see my grandmother in my dreams."

The arrival of the orchid made the mood that had calmed down even more sad, and the core orchid finally found a little hope for her to live, taking care of the emotionally unstable orchid day and night, maybe there is also an orchid in her name, or she has just lost her brother, so she sympathizes with the same disease, and she is still so young, and her parents are not around, she seems to see the lonely self in Shenzhen more than ten years ago. In order to dispel Orchid's vigilance, she made up the story of herself and the little beggar Ngawang into a fairy tale, and the listening Orchid forgot the pain for a while and repeatedly wanted to hear the ending of the story.

"Sister, how happened to those two little beggars after they got married."

Xinlan looked at the urn beside the bed and said with a wry smile: "In the end, the two of them lived happily together. ”

"Sister, did you give birth to a lot of children?"

Xinlan meditated for a while and said, "Of course, they have had a lot of children together, and the fairy tale is finished, so it's good." ”

"Sister, listen well! Those two little beggars are pitiful! It's just sister, a lot of stories have been told, right? ”

Xinlan squinted at her and said, "You little ghost, why are you so cunning, how do you know that you haven't finished speaking!" ”

"Sister, you won't be like my grandmother who forgot how to talk about it, so you lied to me."

"Monkey spirit, monkey spirit, lie to you that you have candy to eat!"

"Sister, I just think the story isn't over yet, you see that not a single bad guy in the story has been arrested."

Xinlan looked back at the orchid in surprise and said, "Is there one?"

"Of course, the bad guys in fairy tales will be arrested, you see that little beggar's ruthless parents and Blackbeard have not been locked up!"

Xinlan thought for a moment and said, "Wasn't that cousin killed?" ”

"Sister, you didn't say she was dead! Just that he was stabbed! ”

"Didn't I say he was out of gas?"

"If he is out of breath, it may be suspended animation, or it may be that he is holding his breath and pretending to be dead!"

Xinlan shuddered when she heard the word "pretend to be dead", and the hairs on her body stood up; I thought it wouldn't be such a coincidence! Xinlan seemed to see Zhou Zhenglong, who was walking towards her with a bloody face