"Arou, how about coming to Grandpa's place to rest?" The old man who called himself Grandpa Lu looked at Gong Baorou with a smile, and his words were full of words that could not be refused.

Gong Baorou also knew that if she didn't go on this trip today, she probably wouldn't be able to get out, so she didn't shirk and said to Qiu Niang: "Qiu Niang, you go to the village chief's house first, and tell the village chief and Second Uncle Li that Sister Arou is here with Grandpa Lu, if you don't go by the time you want to go, I haven't passed, you can come here to find me." ”

Qiu Niang nodded, looked at this Grandpa Lu with a little vigilance, and trotted towards the village chief's house.

Grandpa Lu smiled helplessly: "Let's go." ”

Grandpa Lu's house is not far from the village chief's house, it looks like a newly built house, there is a fence outside, a place is circled to plant some flowers and vegetables, and a few chickens and ducks are pacing leisurely.

"Come in and sit." Grandpa Lu beckoned Gong Baorou in, and Gong Baorou found that this house seemed to be the only one old man living alone, and there was no one else. Wouldn't his family be worried? It's weird.

Gong Baorou thought so, and did not drink the tea handed over by Grandpa Lu, but pretended to take a sip and put it down.

"Ugh." Grandpa Lu took a sip of tea and sighed, "If you live alone for a long time, you will inevitably feel very lonely." ”

"Yes, why don't you let your children stay with you?" Gong Baorou asked curiously.

"Children?" Grandpa Lu's face has changed from helplessness to sadness, "I have two sons and a daughter in my life, and now I only have one son left." ”

It sounds like another sad story. But as the saying goes: happy families are all alike, and unhappy families have their own misfortunes. Who in this world is not so unlucky?

"First of all, please forgive an old man for being rude to you, I invited you here, just to tell you a story, don't worry, this story is not long, but I hope you can listen to it." Grandpa Lu raised his eyes and looked at Gong Baorou with a little request.

"Listen up." Gong Baorou straightened her sitting posture.

Grandpa Lu nodded, took a sip of tea, as if he was recalling something, and his eyes were far away.

"I was born in the countryside and was a mud-legged man, but I was lucky enough to catch the ride of the times, so I was a little successful, and later I was fortunate enough to marry a virtuous wife, and I lived a very happy life. My wife gave birth to two sons in quick succession, and although we are happy, we are looking forward to a daughter. When my wife was in her 40s, we unexpectedly had another child, which I didn't plan to have, but the doctor said it was a daughter, so my wife had to keep the baby. Finally, finally...... It was indeed a daughter, but my wife only had time to see this daughter once. Grandpa Lu's eyes were a little red, he took a deep breath, poured a sip of tea, and continued, "My daughter has not been in good health since she was a child, so the two brothers take good care of her, especially my second son, who treats his sister as a treasure. ”

"That's supposed to be a good thing, isn't it?" Gong Baorou said softly.

"It's indeed a good thing," Grandpa Lu nodded, "My daughter likes to taste food very much, but because she is not in good health, she can't travel around, so my second son learns cooking from chefs all over the world, and then comes back to cook for her." Gradually, he fell in love with cooking himself and wanted to become a chef. ”

Gong Baorou was silent, she could hear that this old man seemed to be a little repulsive to the profession of chef.

"I don't want him to be a chef, but I want him to be able to follow his father's footsteps, at least have a career that others can afford." Grandpa Lu sighed and said.

I don't think there's anything to be looked down upon as a chef! Gong Baorou said this in her heart, but she also knew that in that era, cooking was not a respectable profession.

"I sent this son to England in the hope that he would study there for a few years, or maybe after a few years, he wouldn't want to be a chef." Grandpa Lu said with a wry smile, "However, my approach hurt my son and made him not want to come back, and I later tried to let him come back to see him in another way, but he refused, and he could only let him come back to see on the grounds that my daughter was sick, but gradually he didn't believe it anymore." That winter, my daughter was very ill, and I contacted him to hope that he would come back, but he thought I was lying to him and didn't get to see my daughter for the last time. ”

Gong Baorou was dumbfounded, I really don't know whose fault it is.

"He began to hate me, so he ran away from home, and he was gone for more than ten years, and he was never heard from again. My eldest son couldn't understand me and forgive me, and eventually, a family slowly fell apart. After saying this, Grandpa Lu looked much more decadent, "That place is no longer my home, it's better to move here and spend the rest of my life in peace." ”

Spend the rest of your life in peace? I'm afraid, there is no "An". Gong Baorou looked at the old man in front of her. He deserves sympathy, he deserves pity, but who can't say he's to blame?

"Do you regret it? Of course I regret it, how could I have done this if I knew there would be such an ending? Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and I shouldn't interfere too much......" Grandpa Lu said with some amazement.

Gong Baorou didn't make a sound.

"I've been looking for my son for a long, long time, and I hope to see him again, that's my last wish." Grandpa Lu's eyes were full of pleading, "He used to want to take his sister to find a quiet and beautiful small village to settle in, but now I have found this place, and I am waiting for him here." ”

Gong Baorou suddenly wanted to cry.

How should she answer? Such a small wish, how could she open her mouth to this old man and tell him, it was impossible to come true, just as she had longed in her heart thousands of times in her previous life to be able to see her mother again, and she could only dream back at midnight, in a trance, thinking that she would see her.

Quiet and peaceful little village? No, he didn't need it anymore, and neither did she, they had gone together to a place where they really didn't feel pain. No matter how long he waits, he won't show up.

Gong Baorou turned her head away.

This house is indeed very well decorated, from the outside, but, like other farm houses, there is no floor here, at most the floor is repaired, and the gray cement floor is scattered with fine stones and dust, which is extremely difficult to clean.

Happy families are all alike, and unhappy families have their own misfortunes.

Gong Baorou left here in silence, when she left, she didn't dare to look back, she was afraid that as soon as she turned around, she would see the lonely figure of an old man, and then she couldn't help but tell him, don't wait, he can't come, forever, forever.

The author has something to say: I cried when I wrote it...... I can't stand it anymore...... Cover your face......