The bits and pieces about Huai'an slowly opened in front of Tu Ran's eyes in such a quiet afternoon. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The city was destroyed by artillery fire. Grandma said. That was many years ago.

At that time, Grandma's Abba was only an eight or nine-year-old child. There was a bang and a burst of gunshots, and he was almost stunned. Then, the rumbling car drove into the quiet old town.

The devil is coming.

Everyone is shouting.

The peaceful and tranquil atmosphere of the old town was shattered by such a surprise. It's like a pebble that slides into the middle of a lake, stirring up layers of ripples.

Then came the endless exodus. Constantly dodging guns and bullets, constantly starving, and constantly terrified...... But where is the destination? There was artillery fire everywhere, and the bodies of dead people were everywhere. Those who were beaten to death starved to death. Killed by explosions, died of disease, countless. When they finally fled to the mountains, the fighting stopped in a hurry.

After that, he settled in a strange place. During the escape, he was the only one in the family who survived. He married a simple local girl and began his ordinary life. In the first few years, he often dreamed, and his dreams were full of gunfire, and after a few years, his dream became Huai'an in spring, with pink and willow green, and kites fluttering under the clear sky.

In those years, he always wanted to go back to Huai'an. But once the roots are rooted, they are difficult to move. Sons and daughters were born one after another, and there were several more mouths to eat at once. He worked hard, trying to fill the stomachs of himself and his family, but he couldn't fight for God.

The three-year famine came. The youngest daughter starved to death, and his wife died soon after, and he was almost left alone again, just as he had been here. But he's no longer young. He is old, and this is the end of his life, and he can't dare to do it like a young man. The eldest son wanted to flee the famine with his family, but he waved his hand, indicating that he couldn't move anymore! He didn't want to run away, so be it. Where can they escape? It's a natural disaster and a man-made disaster!

The eldest daughter came home with a hungry cabbage yellow face. Originally, she was supposed to study at school, but the school was already so noisy that classes were no longer open.

He looked at his eldest daughter with a panicked face, and patted her on the shoulder lovingly for the first time. He began to tell her about his hometown of Huai'an, about that beautiful dream-like old city.

Girl, your roots are in Huai'an. More than once, he emphasized this to his eldest daughter of fourteen.

In the early spring of Huai'an, it always rains for two months. At that time, the white-walled bluestone pavement of Daiwa was covered with wet rain, and even the air I breathed was full of moisture. In this early spring rain, the grass is sprouting unconsciously. Maybe just one night later, you will see white apricot blossoms with rain sticking out of the original bleak courtyard wall.

The spring rain is intermittent, but the sky is always overcast. Fortunately, everyone has watched it for many years, and they don't think there's anything wrong, and they even think that the cloudy sky has a charm of ink and ink, adding a quaint color to the old city.

When the weather is fine, there is a little girl with delicate eyebrows and eyes carrying a basket of flowers through the streets. That's a visit to relatives. Huai'an custom, if you are invited to dinner, the children who are invited should carry a basket of flowers according to the custom. At the beginning of spring, the apricot blossoms are half-bloomed and slightly wet and rainy, and in the twilight of spring, they are delicate and fragrant peach blossoms. At the time of eating, the flowers in the basket had already been placed in vases.

With his whispered narration, the eldest daughter fell asleep quietly. He gently closed the door and walked out, trying to get something to eat.

He didn't say that in the second half.

If you are in Huai'an, what do you eat in spring? Stir-fried spring bamboo shoots, fresh fish soup and lettuce and meat soup. The fragrance, even through the rain through the curtains, can drift far, far away.

He swallowed his saliva and walked slowly towards Beishan. There was nothing to eat, and even the bark was taken down and cooked. There was nothing to eat for days. I heard that there was a kind of edible soil in Kitayama, and many people flocked to it. He was ready to try his luck.

Grandma's Abba ate Guanyin soil and died. Grandma survived after walking around the ghost gate. Her eldest brother took her to the mountains to escape. Grandma can't remember a lot of things after that. The memory of the first half of her life stopped in her father's intermittent narration of Huai'an.

The eldest uncle and the second brother are back, and the second uncle and the second uncle are also back. What recalled them was the grandmother's growing condition.

The aunts and ladies in the village all said that the grandmother of the Tu family couldn't survive this June.

Grandma's breath was short, and her eyes were open and scattered.

Grandma only said one sentence in the end.

She said: "My little sister came to pick me up with flowers~"

After saying this, the grandmother struggled for a while and then broke out.

Crying and messing up in front of the bed.

The mourning hall was arranged, the ringers were blowing, and the red, red, green, green, white, white, yellow and yellow wreaths were also put up. Grandma put on new clothes and lay quietly in the black coffin.

Tu Ran was draped in a white filial piety cloth, and Mu Ran poured tea and cigarettes for the mourners. Ma Xiaoyue held a heavy big kettle, and followed Tu Hou step by step.

In the days that followed, there was a lot of chaos in the house. At the beginning, as soon as others mentioned grandma to Tu Ran, Tu Ran couldn't help crying, and the person who provoked the topic would also be extremely sad with red eyes. Later, Tu Ran was also wooden, and the whole person floated around, wandering around like a soulless puppet.

The funeral ended in a noisy and hectic manner. Tu Ran was freed from his state of confusion and began a long and hot summer vacation. Ma Xiaolong hasn't come back yet, but Tu Ran can't wait to see him. She picked up the beautiful paper and tried to write a letter to Ma Xiaolong.

"I used to want to grow up quickly, but now I don't want to. Because I found that growing up was a sad thing. Before, I never thought that when I grew up, many people would be separated. But this year, you are in high school, Tan Xi has gone to the city to study, and grandma is gone...... I thought, if only I didn't grow up. That way we can play together all the time, and grandma won't get sick and die...... Do you have to grow up and be separated from what you like......

When my grandmother passed away, I was completely confused...... It's like having a confused dream on a summer afternoon, and when you wake up, your heart suddenly has a big empty ...... But you look around, but you don't know what you've lost...... That feeling of emptiness...... It's hard to feel ...... Can you understand that feeling, Brother Dragon? ”

Tu Ran wrote, tears fell unexpectedly, blurring the light blue ink. Talking about the death of his grandmother, Tu Ran is still uncomfortable and can't help himself.

I really want to cry happily, Brother Xiaolong! Tu Ran grabbed the letter and gathered it together, raised his head desperately, and closed his eyes silently in his heart.