The Ye family's old house of less than fifty square meters had a little peace at this time because of Zihan's departure. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After hesitating in front of Zimo's room for a long time, Zheng Lan finally didn't dare to push the door in.

Over the years, Zimo and her have long been estranged, and this home is Zimo's post station at all.

Zheng Lan can't forget the summer of that year, Zimo knelt on the composite floor, crying and begging Zheng Lan to agree to her marriage to the boy. The boy lived deep in the mountains, his parents died early, and his grandparents worked hard to raise him, and not long after he went to college, his grandparents died of illness one after another, and he became an orphan with no one to rely on. He is talented and intelligent, and there are countless girls who fall in love with him in college, but because of the inferiority complex in his heart, he does not dare to cross the thunder pool by half a step, and the arrogance and coldness on his face make him more handsome and have a unique and elegant temperament.

In the Department of Architecture, these two people are undoubtedly two bright stars, and those boys who have a crush on Zimo can only be sad and depressed behind their backs.

Maybe it was Zimo's tenderness that infected him, they fell in love deeply, Zimo always took out more than half of his living expenses to buy him study materials and daily necessities, but he loved the jujube cake made by Zimo's mother, every time he went home, Zimo would always urge his mother to make a lot for her to bring.

Love is sweet, and two people who are both caught in love don't care what the future awaits them at all? When he was about to graduate from college, when Zimo told his mother about his thoughts, he was slapped on the head. Because, in the mother's opinion, love without bread is unreliable.

He left, in Zimo's silence.

Zimo stayed in school to continue her graduate studies, and since then, the door of her heart has been closed and her personality has changed.

After a long time, Zimo walked out of the room, and there were faint tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Zimo!" Zheng Lan finally tried to shout: "It's my mother, I didn't care about your sister!" I'll teach her a good lesson when I come back! It's just that can you let her stay with you temporarily, after all, the balcony is too hot......"

As soon as the words came out, Zheng Lan met Zimo's cold eyes, and then there was a muffled sound, and the neatly stacked books were all scattered all over the ground. This was followed by the screeching of high heels and the slamming of doors.

Ye Yongcheng stared at Zheng Lan in annoyance, shook his head, took the newspaper in his hand, and burrowed into a room of less than six square meters.

Zheng Lan lowered her head and picked up the book on the ground little by little, this is Zihan's medical book, there is no bookcase in Zihan's room, and Zihan's room is not allowed to have anything from Zihan. Of course, Zihan can't go into her room for half a step.

After cleaning up the mess, Zheng Lan entered the room, changed her clothes, took a small purse, and walked out without looking back.

"Where are you going?" Leaning his head on the head of the bed, half-lying on the bed, Ye Yongcheng asked.

"Go see your mother!" Zheng Lan didn't look back.

"You're back! Please, don't make any more trouble with this family, okay? Ye Yongcheng propped his head with both hands: "Can you take two blood pressure tablets for me?" ”

"I'll give you Valium tablets! Tell me, why did my mother live in the countryside? Is Zang Honghua unable to tolerate her? That's Mom's own house, how can Mom let her behave like this? Zheng Lan guessed Ye Yongcheng's words in her heart, threw down her handbag, rushed into the kitchen, poured a cup of cold boiled water, opened the small medicine box, and found a bottle of captopril.

Placed on the desk, Zheng Lan was silent.

"Lanlan!" Ye Yongcheng took Zheng Lan's hand.

I haven't heard such a title for many years, Zheng Lan looked at the man in front of her in a daze.

Ye Yongcheng didn't speak again, just rubbed Zheng Lan's rough hands and looked at her apologetically.

"Take Mom and Dad! It's just ......" Zheng Lan looked at his own dwelling and was speechless for a while.

Two people who are over half a hundred years old are silent with each other.

At this moment, Zihan is sitting on the hot seat, holding a tissue and constantly wiping his face, the bus to the countryside is not air-conditioned, sitting in it, it is like sitting in a steamer of several hundred degrees, about to be steamed.

The sweat-soaked face was scorching and painful, especially the left eye circle. And in my heart, I was even more painfully burned by anger.

The grandparents' house was rented out by the aunt at a price of 20,000 yuan a year, and the aunt's family in the new house of more than 130 square meters is now settled down by her own parents! If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zihan really couldn't believe that it was true, the palatial house had the hard work of Zihan's parents! The 80,000 yuan back then was enough to buy a 70-square-meter house, which was saved by my father and mother!

Now, the grandparents live in the house of the second grandfather in the countryside, the second grandfather was taken abroad by his only daughter to spend his old age, the house has been empty for several years, the surrounding environment is not bad, but few people take care of it, those flowers and plants are barren, and the look is bare.

Grandma stood hard by the edge of the well, facing an old well, trembling like a fallen leaf in the wind, holding the rope in her thin hands, and constantly pulling up.

Quickly putting down the bag in his hand, Zihan rushed to the well, grabbed the rope in his grandmother's hand with one hand, and pulled his grandmother to the side with the other. Then, quickly and forcefully scooped up the heavy object in the well.

"Grandma, you are not allowed to do this in the future!" Looking at the heavy big watermelon, Zihan complained distressedly.

"I heard that you are coming, and grandma has nothing to entertain you......" Holding Zihan's hand, grandma looked kind.

Carrying a big watermelon in his left hand, and holding his grandmother's thin hand in his right hand, Zihan walked heavily.

Grandma's back was obviously curved, and her face was like a wrinkled old tree, and the breeze blew, and the silver hair was sparse, exposing her white scalp.

The three brick bungalows were kept clean by Grandma, and although they were in poor condition, they were spacious and bright.

After putting away the big watermelon, Zihan quickly walked out of the door, the two bags were lying under the heat wave, and Zihan was worried about whether the food inside would be bad.

He took out the food from his bag and put it on the old table of the Eight Immortals in the hall. Only then did I notice that there was no refrigerator in the room. An old fan creaked.

"Grandma, where did Grandpa go?" Zihan is a little worried about his grandfather, who is almost eighty years old, and his health is not very good.

Grandma cut the watermelon, and then looked at Zihan's face: "Zihan, who beat you?" Quick, let grandma see! ”

"Who dares to hit me? Grandma, did Auntie bully you? Sitting on the narrow bench opposite his grandmother, Zihan held his chin with both hands and looked serious.

"No, your uncle's business is not very good, he has taken a lot of loans, and he has a new extracurricular tutoring class, and his money is a little tight, no, I will vacate the house for them, and I will calculate a little effort!" Grandma lowered her head and whispered.

"Oh! Grandma, is the house going to be demolished? Standing up from the bench and walking behind his grandmother, Zihan gently rubbed his thin back, feeling sour in his heart.

"Of course it won't be demolished! Zihan, what did you hear? Your uncle and they're fine, it's just ......" Grandma's voice was a little choked.

Zihan understands that the grandmother with old ideas has always been obsessed with her mother Zheng Lan not adding a boy to the Ye family. Therefore, my grandmother's only real estate was in my uncle's name, and my aunt made trouble for a while and got 50,000 yuan.

Grandpa walked in with a fan in his hand and a red face. Grandma entered the room, and she wanted to use earthwork to fix Zihan's panda eyes.

"I have YN Baiyao here!" Grandpa is sharp-eyed: "My little ancestors have grown into big girls, and they are still fighting with others!" Grandpa pulled out a small medicine bottle and put it on the table.

"Old lady, go, get some wine, I want to drink two glasses, Zihan, haven't you eaten? Grandpa served it to you. With that, Grandpa put his hands behind his back and walked slowly into the kitchen.

Looking at the wall clock on the wall, Zihan felt really hungry.

The food brought by Zihan is clearly grandpa's appetizer.

Only then did Zihan notice that he was lying at the bottom of the bag with a red envelope.

solemnly put the red envelope in her grandmother's hand, and Zihan clearly saw that her eyes were red.

Zihan turned his face to look in his grandmother's room, turned around, and looked at his grandfather: "Grandpa, grandma has trachoma, I'll go buy a bottle of eye drops." ”

"Granddaughter, leave her alone, old eyes are dizzy!" Grandpa stared at grandma faintly, and stepped forward to gently wipe away her cloudy tears.

"Dead old man, if you have the ability, you can tell me another word!" Pinching a dragon staff, grandma glared at grandpa angrily.