Song Yuanhuan listened to what the second grandfather said, and immediately obediently took the remote control to help adjust the channel, and now the news broadcast has been on the air for several years, and the inquiry about the development of the country has also made the second grandfather, a hard-working and respectable old revolutionary, happy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was sitting in a chair at the moment, watching the news broadcast with a particularly focused expression, seeing tears streaming down his face, his expression was both satisfied and proud, and occasionally when he wiped his cheeks with those rough fingers, he even smiled, and he could see that he was very happy, and he cried with joy.

However, when the news broadcast was about to end, many villagers came to the Song family, everyone had more or less had dinner at this time, and they came to the Song family just to witness the charm of the big color TV, the second grandfather didn't like to deal with the people in the village on weekdays, and when he saw more and more villagers at home, he stood up tremblingly and asked Song Yuanhuan to send him home, but on the way back, the second grandfather's pace was unstable.

Because there were a lot of villagers at home, Xu Xiuxiu originally wanted to send the second grandfather home with Song Yuanhuan, but in the end he was dismissed by the second grandfather waving his hand, when Song Yuanhuan sent the second grandfather's house, the house was already full of villagers, and a group of children were even more excited to stand and stare at the big color TV, the lively scene was unprecedented.

"Brother Song! How blessed you are! The child buys a car and a big color TV, these are all big things, the first one in our village, amazing. Even the old village chief came to Song's house with a smile, looked at Song's car, and looked at the big color TV that was more than a little better than the black-and-white TV, and then praised it.

"Yes! Oh, yes! The Song family is really blessed! The village chief couldn't help but praise, and the people in the village naturally followed the praise, and the nice words were like pouring beans.

Although Song's father pretended to be polite a few times, he still couldn't resist the beauty in his heart after all, and his always serious face was laughing to the folds, and a group of villagers chatted and watched TV, talked about children, and also sighed with emotion about the development and development of the country, and compared with his own hard era, he saw that he was reluctant to go home at more than eleven o'clock at night.

Song's mother had eaten and watched the news broadcast and wanted to watch TV, because the villagers came, she, the old hostess of the family, naturally had to give full play to the enthusiasm of the virtuous heart, while gossiping with the villagers, she had to be busy serving tea and water to the villagers, and she had to add water to the tea in the cup after drinking.

Lying in the house of Songjia Village at night, Xu Xiuxiu leaned on Song Yuanhuan, listening to his steady heartbeat and the occasional chirping of earth dogs outside.

Because this place does not have the prosperity of the big cities outside, and naturally there is no competition from the big cities, if she is not used to the prosperity of the city, Xu Xiuxiu would actually sometimes prefer to stay in this quiet countryside for the rest of her life.

"Xiuxiu, the second grandfather is not in good health." Song Yuanhuan's voice was filled with too much emotion.

Xu Xiuxiu was stunned for a moment, how is the second grandfather's body, she has actually seen it, the kind of age, the sudden rapid aging speed is amazing, in memory, it seems to be a stiff and tough old man, today his overall state is good, but after watching the news broadcast, his body is obviously trembling and unbearable, it is a kind of decline in physical function.

"Xiuxiu, I'm actually scared." Song Yuanhuan turned his head sideways and buried his face in Xu Xiuxiu's neck and shoulders.

"Afraid of what?" Xu Xiuxiu took a deep breath and asked softly.

"I've seen too much life and death, and I've always thought that I'm used to blood, and I'm used to being indifferent." Song Yuanhuan calmly confided, how many thieves have been stabbed, and there are many who have been killed by a headshot, but in the face of the innocent little girl in the closet, and the second grandfather of the old revolutionary hero, Song Yuanhuan has to admit that life is too fragile, and it is even fragile.

When he left his hometown a few years ago, the second grandfather was still full of energy, but before he sent the old man home, looking at his trembling and dying old appearance, he was very afraid, afraid of facing life and death, afraid of losing.

"Everyone has to go through this time, sooner or later." Xu Xiuxiu is more open to life and death, just like the unexpected death of Xu's mother, isn't it sad? She was sad, but she cried far less often than Xu Jingjing, but she felt that the inner and external situations could be separated.

She is not afraid of facing death, she is afraid that she will leave with reluctance and regret. After all, she is reborn, and she also has a small space that ordinary people don't have, Xu Xiuxiu has always felt that she lived one more day and was happier than if she had stolen it.

"Hmm." Song Yuanhuan responded softly and didn't speak.

This winter's Songjia Village is very cold, yesterday's arrival at home was quite good weather after a night of invasion has been covered with dark clouds, and the outside has been covered with snow, this cold winter seems to be an extremely difficult day for the elderly, Xu Xiuxiu and Song Yuanhuan involuntarily mentioned death last night, early this morning, a huge cannon in the village shook down a lot of snow on the branches.

On the dining table, the Song family gathered around to eat, a moment ago was still sighing that there was a night of snow outside, no wonder people shivered in the second half of the night, this moment was shocked by the cannon that represented the death message of the person, because this cannon is specially made of gunpowder with earthen shotguns in the countryside, the sound is very loud, and it can be transmitted throughout the entire Songjia Village.

"Alas! It's about to be the New Year, why can't this person wait for these few days! This son is not going down to be a guest, but to suffer! Song Mu paused for a moment before speaking.

Because there is a custom in the countryside, this old man! Death can also pick a day, we don't have much chance on weekdays, but it will make people feel sad to die before this year, not to mention that future generations will have a restless life this year, and the most important thing is that there is a saying in the countryside that people who died close to the year ago are to go down to those who are able to serve as the so-called appetizers, and those who died in the next few days are guests who go to visit relatives and will be extremely well entertained, so Song Mu will know that after a person left in the village, there will be such a sigh of words.

"I'll go out and see!" Song Yuanhuan took the lead in putting down the dishes and chopsticks. (To be continued.) )