Since Chen Xiaoyu promised the Deng family's grandmother and received Wen Hui's salary, there is no reason not to do things well, her days have become very full and busy, she usually goes to the office in the morning to stare at the on-site decoration workers, goes to various government agencies in the afternoon to run procedures, and goes to Deng's house in the evening, Grandma Deng made dinner and waited for her to come back, first took it upstairs, while serving Deng Hongmei for dinner, while reporting today's work to Deng Hongmei, and discussing the next day's work, before going downstairs to have dinner with Grandma Deng, After eating, I went back to my grandmother's house to rest.

After a few days like this, there were fewer people going back to their own home, Chen Wenbin and Shao Lanyin were not very happy, and they couldn't help but secretly complain that Wenhui was not doing things well, and seeing that Xiaoyu insisted on doing this, there was no way.

Shao Lanyin even complained to Chen Wenbin: "You said that your younger brother, his wife is pregnant and doesn't care about the fetus, and he has become a shopkeeper, so that Xiaoyu is busy during the day and at night, and has become a servant in their family." If they were working somewhere else, they would have had time to get off work at night, and they would have been sold to them with the husband and wife. There is such exploitation of his niece. ”

He also said: "The old lady of the Deng family is here, and the family uses a nanny, can Xiaoyu go to their house every night?" You don't talk about Wen Hui, there is no such use of people. ”

Chen Wenbin was a little annoyed with Xiaoyu because of the job search, and made up his mind not to ask about her, and he was even more upset because his wife was noisy, and often as soon as Shao Lanyin opened his mouth, he raised his feet and went out.

Chen Xiaoyu sometimes listens to her parents arguing in the living room in her room, and suddenly asks herself if they are separated. What will happen?

is so noisy and disgusting with each other, they are always a pair of resentful couples.

Tired of listening to her parents' daily nagging, Chen Xiaoyu simply used the excuse that there were many company affairs and it was convenient to run back and forth, so she lived in her grandmother's old house.

Since Grandpa Deng died, a number of rooms are empty, usually only Grandma Deng and a nanny live here, only the son and daughter-in-law of the Deng family come back to visit her on holidays, Deng Yinan did not go abroad before, came back to live here.

Sometimes Grandma Deng would ask Xiaoyu to stay for dinner.

On the weekend, the dinner was cooked by Grandma Deng, stir-fried tomatoes, winter melon pork rib soup, mung bean lily porridge, braised pomfret bream, stir-fried spinach with garlic, and with the freshly bought flower rolls, meat and vegetarian matching, red, green and green, it is very good-looking.

Grandma Deng tried hard to let Chen Xiaoyu eat vegetables, and then watched Xiaoyu run for a day during the day, her face was sweaty, she limped to turn on the electric fan with a cane, and said with an apologetic smile: "Xiaoyu, I'm not afraid of heat when I'm old, and I can't usually think of driving this thing." ”

Chen Xiaoyu knew that she was afraid of the wind when she was old, so she hurriedly said: "Grandma, you don't need to open it, I'm not very hot, just fan it." ”

As he spoke, he ran over and turned off the electric fan, took a fan on the coffee table and fanned it in his hand.

Grandma Deng nodded, added another bowl of soup to her, and pushed it in front of her, "Drink more soup, "Materia Medica" says: This winter melon, clear the heart and fire, relieve the spleen and fire, relieve dampness and wind, reduce swelling and quench thirst, and relieve heat and heat." It's best to eat in the hot weather, you see that you have been running for a day, your hair is wet, and you are busy taking care of the red plum when you come back, so hard, hurry up and eat more. ”

Chen Xiaoyu obediently drank the soup obediently, put down the bowl and said: "Grandma Deng said something, I can't help at all, just serve the meal, by the way, talk about the work matter, and ask my aunt to take the idea." Thinking about it, he smiled and said: "I heard my grandmother say before, Grandma Deng, you used to understand Chinese medicine, and you took care of it, and my little uncle can rest assured." ”

Grandma Deng smiled flatly, her eyes slightly swept over the old photos hanging on the white wall opposite, and sighed slightly, "Where do you really understand, but I learned a little bit from my father when I was young, and then I got married, and I was busy with family chores all day long, so I let it go." ”

Chen Xiaoyu nodded, and with her gaze, she saw a black and white photo hanging on the wall, in the courtyard of flowers and trees, there was a large rattan chair, a white-haired old man, wearing a long shirt and horse hexagram, sitting upright in the rattan chair, and there was a young girl standing beside him, short clothes and long skirts, with a good face, upright and beautiful, and there seemed to be the shadow of Grandma Deng between her eyebrows and eyes.

The light of dusk was a little dim, and the little shadow of the setting sun fell on the glass of the picture frame, vaguely as if shrouded in the traces of the years.

Grandma Deng was distracted for a moment, then stood up silently and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

After the meal, the old lady poured her a cup of jasmine tea, which was fragrant and refreshing.

Chen Xiaoyu took a few sips, a thin layer of sweat, but her whole body was full of Tai, her skin was slightly cool, she gently shook the paper fan, and the soft breeze blew through her sideburns, which was naturally extremely comfortable.

Grandma Deng chatted for a while sorting out the change of clothes under the lamp, and told her a few interesting stories about her grandmother's past, Chen Xiaoyu never thought that grandma would be such a lively person before.

"Hey, the years are not forgiving, your grandfather and grandmother are gone, and our old man Deng is also gone, maybe one day I will have to leave. When people are old, that's it, watching you children grow up day by day, the wings are stiff, flying high, flying far, flying invisible, we are also old, time flies quickly, very quickly, in the blink of an eye is decades. ”

Xiaoyu couldn't say a word, her grandfather, grandmother, and Grandpa Deng, who taught her to write calligraphy, were all gone, and she didn't know where she came from, and she went out everywhere, so she couldn't help but sigh.

Grandma Deng looked at the tears in her eyes and smiled gently: "Silly child, there is nothing to be sad about, this is the inevitable law of human beings." However, we actually want to be able to live again, and the older we get, the more we fantasize about being able to start all over again, so that we can make up for our regrets. ”

Chen Xiaoyu nodded wistfully and said, "Yes, but people can't be resurrected after death." ”

Grandma Deng was silent for a while, and said, "Xiaoyu, I remember that you were still young, your father sent you back, and at night you had a high fever and fever to the point of convulsions, Mingfang was so frightened that her face was pale, and she ran here in the middle of the night, let me take a look, I still remember that your pulse image is very strange, it is not like any pulse image I have seen before......" After speaking, she raised her head and looked at Xiaoyu, and said meaningfully, "There are many bizarre things in this world that we don't know, and phenomena that cannot be explained so far, maybe." One day, you can really come back from the dead, right? ”

Xiaoyu's heart was pounding, her scalp was numb, her eyes were wide, her mouth was open, and she couldn't speak.