The room was filled with a thick sadness, the aunt and the old aunt were the two people who cried the most, they went to Fengcheng when they were young, so many years, unless there is a holiday, there is usually a lot of time to come back, and after getting married, there are a lot of various things, even if you want to be an old lady, you can't help it.

They asked the old lady to go over several times, but the old lady was reluctant to go over, even if she barely passed, she would not stay for a few days and would come back, since the life here has improved, the old lady is even more relieved that Ye Ling and Ling Xiaoxiao are not at ease, afraid that they will be hungry if they can't eat, and they are afraid that they will learn badly if no one stares at them, so in so many years, I have only seen my great-grandson once after the New Year.

The aunt and the old aunt sat on the sofa and cried uncontrollably, I don't know if it was because the old lady was too filial when she was there, or suddenly realized that the son wanted to raise and did not wait for him.

Ling Xiaoxiao got up early the next morning to help Ling's mother entertain relatives and friends who came over. After one night, she was able to accept the fact that her grandmother had passed away and cheered up. Ling's mother has always been very haggard, which makes Ling Xiaoxiao worried, for fear that before the old man's posthumous affairs are finished, Ling's mother will have already fallen.

Ling Xiaoxiao was able to recover quickly, which made Ling Dad and Jiang Zizhuo breathe a sigh of relief at the same time, Jiang Zizhuo didn't have to stare at her, he could free up his hands to help Ling Dad buy some things to use.

Dad Ling booked ten tables of banquets in Qingfeng Building, and the tables, menus, and drinks also needed to be finalized. Coincidentally, Ling's father and Ling's mother have a lot of brothers and sisters, but most of them are not in Quanxian County, so they can only rely on themselves when they encounter this kind of thing that requires human help.

Ling Xiaoxiao cheered up to help Ling's mother inside, and Jiang Zizhuo helped Ling's father outside, so he could be busy for a while.

By the afternoon, most of the relatives and friends who had gone back to mourn had already returned, and the room began to be less crowded. Ling Xiaoxiao pressed Ling's mother on the bed and forced her to sleep.

She herself went to the spirit shed and followed Ye Ling to guard the spirit.

"Second sister, do you still remember, when you were in the third year of junior high school, grandma came back from Fengcheng and lived in your house first. I'll be jealous. "Talk about the past. Ye Ling's eyes were red again.

"You're embarrassed to say that you'll be as ignorant as you are, and you'll know how to go out with your classmates after school. If you don't write your homework and don't listen to your class, can my grandma and I not worry about it? Speaking of the past, the corners of Ling Xiaoxiao's mouth were full of nostalgia.

Ye Ling's big eyes swelled with a shallow doubt: "Second sister, you will be like a sudden change of person." He is old-fashioned in his words and deeds, and he knows to hold books and test papers every day. And always look at me to death. ”

Didn't she suddenly change someone, Ling Xiaoxiao added in her heart: "You are so naughty, if you don't look at you, you are not up to heaven." ”

"Stinky second sister. Don't forget to talk about me at any time," Ye Ling muttered: "Grandma's meeting is actually the most distressed for you, and your results have improved a lot every time you take the exam." Every time grandma listened, she would say that Yaya, this kid must have stayed up late again. Then I will think about making good food for you to replenish your body. ”

"I'm such an obedient and sensible granddaughter, who does my grandma hurt if she doesn't care about me." Ling Xiaoxiao had a touch of pride between her eyebrows, and when she saw the portrait of the old lady in the spirit shed, her eyes couldn't help but be slightly wet.

The two sisters fell down again, how happy the memories of the past were, and how sour their hearts were.

"It's cold, you two go back to the house, I'll take care of it here." The little uncle came over with a big cup of hot water.

"Okay, then it's hard uncle, we'll come over to replace you when we eat later." Ling Xiaoxiao sensibly took Ye Ling's hand and walked back.

There are a lot of people in the family these days, and dinner can't be ordered in the restaurant all the time, so you can only find someone to make it, Ling Xiaoxiao went into the kitchen as soon as she washed her hands when she entered the house.

In the kitchen, Jiang Zizhuo was helping Mother Ling chop vegetables, and when he saw her come in, he raised his head and glanced at her face a few times, before retracting his gaze.

"Your uncle went out to guard?" Mother Ling was carrying a palm-sized crucian carp in her hand and was scraping the scales diligently.

"Well, when we came in, I saw that my aunt also went out." Ling Xiaoxiao walked to Jiang Zizhuo's side, and saw that there were vegetables next to the sink that had not had time to wash, so she turned on the faucet.

"I'm relieved when they're outside, and there are no more people at home this day, I don't have time to go out to keep watch for your grandma, I have to go out to watch for a while after dinner, and tomorrow the spirit shed will be withdrawn, and I won't have a chance." Mother Ling was a little stunned, as if she still failed to accept the facts in front of her.

Ling Xiaoxiao is very familiar with this way of avoiding being immersed in negative feelings, and she also knows that doing so will hurt her body a lot, so she hurriedly followed Ling Ma's words and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you, let's send grandma on the last journey together." ”

"Count your grandma not hurting you in vain." Mother Ling disposed of the fish in her hand, and reached out to find another one from the bag.

"You go stir-fry, I'll cut these so that it can be faster." Ling Xiaoxiao pushed Jiang Zizhuo, Jiang Zizhuo's cooking skills are no one in the family, so it is most appropriate for him to stir-fry.

"I'll go out with you in the evening." Jiang Zizhuo put down the kitchen knife, obediently picked up the wok, and went to brush the pot to prepare for stir-frying.

Dinner was fairly simple, except for the braised crucian carp, which was the most complicated dish, and the rest was a light stir-fry, and some cooked food bought from outside.

It's just that even so, the people who eat still don't have much appetite, Ling Xiaoxiao barely ate half a bowl of rice and can't eat it anymore, no matter how Jiang Zizhuo persuades her, she refuses to eat more.

"You can't stand it with a body like this." Jiang Zizhuo always felt that it was extremely difficult to raise a little meat for Ling Xiaoxiao, every time he had just gained a little weight, he would encounter such and such things.

"No, I'm in good health now, don't worry, it'll be fine." Ling Xiaoxiao really didn't feel any discomfort.

Jiang Zizhuo persuaded him not to move, but he was thinking in his heart, whether to come back later to make some supper for her, Ling Xiaoxiao's face was not too good at all.

The night breeze was cool, Ling Xiaoxiao wrapped Ling's mother's coat, because it was the last night, most of the people came out to sit around the spirit shed, talking about family routines to pass the time.

Ling Fan gathered beside Jiang Zizhuo and discussed with him the biggest focus of the project.

"Brother-in-law, you see, our paper is stored in the zài number jù library, a paper is a byte block, and if you want to extract the small part you want from it, it is difficult not to bring out the other content."

"So we have to find a way to fragment the papers first, so that these articles can be stored in the way of entries before importing the data library, and then you can nest a few more layers of tags."

"But if it is fragmented, we need to develop a set of tools, and we also need an import script corresponding to this set of tools, otherwise, even if the paper is fragmented, there is no way to import the number of jù libraries." ……

The two of them were discussing technical issues as if no one was around, and Ling Xiaoxiao and Ye Ling were confused as they listened.

(To be continued.) )