Later, the Lin family had to look for it all the time, and found it in the most unlikely old shop, and the people present at that time were shocked to drop their jaws, where did they see two people who were half a hundred drinking a mess, not to mention, and hugging each other like children in pain......

Ahem...... Of course, the two old men who sobered up afterwards would never admit it.

In this way, the two Lin families were successful in breaking the ice, and there were more contacts, but Na Meifang never stepped into the gate of the Lin family again, and occasionally if she ran into Lin Shouren, she would bow her head and not know it.

After the divorce, Na Meifang was very haggard, grandpa saw it in his eyes, hurt in his heart, grandpa blamed himself for thinking that his daughter's tragedy was caused by him, and what was even more sad was that not long after that Meifang divorced, his wife also died of illness, grandpa looked for Mr. Lin to drink a night of sad wine, and finally put all the sadness into his stomach, and forced a smile to persuade his daughter to see it, if you meet someone who wants to marry, just say it, even if you want to eat, he will support it with both hands and feet.

This also caused why Han Donglin, a scumbag, was tossed around, and his grandfather endured it, not only did he endure it, but he also let his granddaughter Na Xiaomi, who was pulling by his side, endure it, just because he wanted his daughter to live better, not to mention that it was the girl who chose the man herself.

It's a pity that depression has a short lifespan, within a few years, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, the girl walked in front of her father, the grandfather swallowed blood and tears vigorously, and put all the love on Na Xiaomi, and the grandfather who was hit hard didn't fall down at that time, because he couldn't fall, because of the girl's blood, his little granddaughter was only ten years old and not yet an adult, so he couldn't fall, at least until ...... Na Xiaomi adult.

In this way, the old man has been holding up for more than seven years.

Until a while ago, he suddenly fell ill and died.

Old Man Lin poured his favorite burning knife, and a few cloudy tears crossed his wrinkled old face, and he sighed deeply for the second half of his brother's life.

And on the same night, Na Xiaomi locked the door when she got home, made two dishes that she and her grandfather both loved, and brought them into the house where her grandfather lived.

The house was very clean, there was only a simple wardrobe and tables and chairs, there was a small TV on the table, and a big thermos cup was placed next to it.

This thermos cup is still selected by Na Xiaomi, she remembers that her grandfather loves to drink strong tea to wake up, but as soon as she picks up the carving knife, she will forget the time, and the tea is cold before she wants to drink it, that Xiaomi feels sorry for her grandfather's body, so she used the New Year's money she saved to buy the most expensive one in the shopping mall in Yanling City and gave it to her grandfather, and later her grandfather also trained her to spend money indiscriminately, in fact, Xiaomi knew that if her grandfather went out for a walk on weekdays, he would definitely carry a cup in his hand, and he would show off when he saw people that his granddaughter honored him, or the most expensive.

Thinking of this, the tears in her eyes could no longer resist the call of gravity, and the dripping splashed on the table, soaking the old wood grain on the table, Na Xiaomi rubbed her face vigorously, turned around and walked to the bed.

The bed was single, covered with a layer of white cloth to cover the dust, Na Xiaomi gently uncovered the white cloth, sat down slowly, and looked up at the opposite wall.

There are a lot of photo frames hanging on the wall, but no matter how many photo frames there are, there are only three people inside, Na Xiaomi, Na Xiaomi's grandfather, and Na Xiaomi's mother Na Meifang.

Most of them are in color, and for more than seven years, a black and white posthumous photo of Na Meifang has been added, and now Zhang Naxiaomi's grandfather is hung up.

Na Xiaomi looked at these photos in a daze, until the room was completely dark, rushed downstairs and took out the candles that had been prepared a long time ago, starting from the door downstairs, lighting one upright and one upright, standing left and right, just like paving the road, from the door downstairs to the grandfather's last photo upstairs.

Today is the last day of the first seven, and it is said that before midnight after dark on this day, the dead will go home to see, but after death, the soul without roots is the easiest to lose the direction of going home, as a relative, you have to light a candle to guide the dead people, that Xiaomi is doing the guide for grandpa, hoping that grandpa can go home to see the last look.

Na Xiaomi dotted all the way, cried all the way, laughed all the way, and was extremely glad that she could be reborn, to have this place again, to have this small shop.

She still clearly remembers that in the previous life, she had already been driven out of here by scum, and even her grandfather's soul night was solved by burning paper at the roadside intersection, and she was accused by a nosy aunt nearby of destroying the public environment and aggravating pollution.

But today she is no longer in that situation, Na Xiaomi's heart is gradually getting stronger, and those experiences have become the best fertilizer for her to grow up quickly.

Na Xiaomi carefully followed the night when her mother lost her soul when she was a child, and followed the steps of her grandfather in her memory step by step, after lighting the candles, Na Xiaomi first gave her grandfather incense, and then lit a stick for her mother, put the prepared fruits, drinks and dishes on the table, sat back on the side of the bed, looked at the photos of her grandfather and mother and began to mumble to herself, talking endlessly.

Those who talk about friends, those who talk about oneself, those who talk about school, those who talk about neighbors, those who say that this life just happened, and those who say that the previous life has passed.

This quiet room is like the most reliable place to vent secrets, and Na Xiaomi can't help but pour out everything she wants to say in her heart, including the hidden hatred in the past, the tragic death, and the magic of her now......

Gradually, it began to drizzle outside the house, the rain in spring has always been like this, with the sound of dripping, Na Xiaomi unconsciously fell asleep on his side on the quilt.

In the dream, she returned to her childhood and became a little girl, happily frolicking, playing, and carefree with her grandfather and mother......

"Knock knock!"

"Knock knock!"

In the middle of the night, the sudden knock on the door woke up Na Xiaomi, who first felt the coldness on his face, and touched it with his hand, all of which were tears, but he couldn't care about it anymore, and the regular three knocks downstairs suddenly increased the force, and it was like knocking on Na Xiaomi's brain, and the corners of his forehead jumped in shock.

Na Xiaomi looked out the window, because it was cloudy and raining, it was still pitch black, and Xiaomi thought in a trance, it couldn't be grandpa coming back, right?

I was scared and surprised in my heart, and hurriedly went downstairs to open the door.

However, when his hand was already on the lock, Na Xiaomi suddenly woke up. Scare! In the middle of the night, she was thinking about something, even if her grandfather came back, she should have floated in through a wall, how could she knock on the door so properly.

But it's not grandpa in the middle of the night, so who is it? Han Donglin came to take revenge on her? No, he should be locked up in the bureau, is he a thief? It's not right, how could a thief knock on the door! Could it be a lonely ghost!!

The more Xiaomi thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her hand quickly took off the lock, three meters away from the door.

The people outside estimated that they saw that there was no movement in the house for a long time, and knocked on the door again, still three times.

Na Xiaomi trembled in fright, and stammered in a loud voice, "Who...... Who's that, big ...... ...... in the middle of the night I want to scare people to death...... O man! ”

Maybe Na Xiaomi's voice was really useful, there was no movement outside the door for a long time, and there was no knocking on the door.

Na Xiaomi's heart fell back into his stomach slightly, and he said loudly, "It's a ghost, you can go around and leave, the dark coins are all burned, it's okay to come back tomorrow if you don't have anything to do, hurry home and sleep in the middle of the night!" "It's a lot smoother this time, but it's good that I don't stutter anymore.

There was no movement for a long time, and Na Xiaomi secretly rejoiced, no matter if it was a human or a ghost, he should have left after being yelled at like this, tightened his clothes, and was about to go upstairs.

As soon as she turned around, she heard a small click at the door, and Na Xiaomi turned her head sharply.

The antique dark red double-opened wooden door slowly pushed open to both sides, and a gust of yin wind mixed with the smell of earth after the rain blew in, and two rows of candles went out one after another from the door to the direction of the staircase, because of the light of the candles, Na Xiaomi had already turned off the lights, and now with the continuous extinguishing of the candles, the house gradually became dark and gloomy, how to look at this scene in the middle of the night and how terrifying!

What's even more terrifying is that a white shadow suddenly floated in at the door silently, fluttering, and Na Xiaomi shouted "Ghost!! After that, their eyes rolled and they fainted gorgeously.

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It's a good day, quack...... Rolling and selling cute, all kinds of begging for feeding, meow......