Ninth Narrative: Hot noodles, breakfast as always....
"Ah, I almost forgot~" Grandma seemed to think of something and suddenly spoke.
Tae Hyunwoo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, opened his red eyes, looked at his grandmother and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”
Grandma smiled and didn't speak, just got up and walked out the door.
"Grandma?" Tae Hyun woo whispered to her.
"Good grandson, you just wait there, I'll be back soon."
With that, Grandma opened the door. It wasn't long before she walked in again, smiling as if she was still carrying something in her hand.
"What is this?" Tae Heung-woo had already guessed what it was, but he still asked.
Grandma carefully picked up the small food box and gently opened the lid, and the room was immediately filled with a strong fragrance, which made people's mouths water.
She took out her chopsticks and beckoned to Tai Xinyu: "Hungry~ Come and eat, this is made by grandma herself, how about tasting it." ”
As usual, Grandma brought the prepared meal to Tae Hyun Woo early in the morning. For two years, day by day, there was no break.
Tae Hyun-woo walked over and saw that the food box on the table was full of noodles, and there were five or six slices of green vegetables on it, and above the green vegetables, there was a heart-shaped fried egg.
His eyes were red, and he was almost about to cry, so he reached out and picked up the chopsticks and flicked them gently.
Sure enough, under the green vegetables, there are still a few pieces of fat braised pork, which are delicious at first glance, and people can't help but swallow their saliva.
Grandma always hid the meat until he was almost finished with the noodles and couldn't see the little surprise at the bottom of the bowl.
Tae Heung-woo also asked her why she did this, and Grandma smiled kindly and replied meaningfully, "Child, do you know? Sometimes, life is like this, when you look at it, you think that there are only a few greens, and the real meat has been hidden underneath. As long as you don't give up, you will definitely usher in a better tomorrow. ”
Thinking about it, Tae Sunny-woo's voice choked: "Grandma, thank you......"
Before he finished speaking, Grandma Anxin suddenly spoke: "Oh, it seems to be a little cold, why don't I go and give you a hot one?" ”
"No, no, that's just right." Tae Hyung-woo opened his mouth excitedly, picked up the food box, and then sat on the ground, like a homeless man who had been hungry for several days, and ate it in a bara bara.
Grandma looked at the little glutton, shook her head, and a happy smile appeared on her face.
"You kid, it's really~hey~ I can't do anything about you~ hahaha" She whispered a few words of blame, but her tone was so kind and spoiled.
Tae Hyun Woo didn't lift his head, sat cross-legged on the ground, gobbling up like a starving ghost.
This ordinary bowl of noodles was the most delicious food he had ever eaten in the world.
Even if he eats the same food every day, even if the taste is the same and the aroma is the same, he never feels bored. Because this is made by grandma herself, because in this noodle, there is a taste of love.
He could feel that in these noodles, his grandmother's care and love for him were hidden.
Although both parents are dead and he has been alone for more than a decade, Tae Hyun-woo is already very content. To meet such a good grandmother is already the best gift from God.
Heaven is not as cruel and ruthless as he imagined, at least when Tae Hyung-woo was most helpless, he met Grandma Anxin and met the person who really cared about him and loved him. It was the person who had always guarded him, the one who was always smiling, who pulled him out of the dark quagmire, let him see the light and hope, and feel the warmth of the world.
For Tae Hyun-woo, that's enough.
He was like a seven or eight-year-old child, munching on the noodles in the bowl, holding the food box tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that someone else would rob him.
I don't know, I thought my grandmother was hungry for a few days.
Somehow, as long as you eat the noodles sent by your grandmother, no matter what the occasion is, whether you are hungry or not, Tae Hyung-woo is like this, eating like a child, with a mouth full of soup.
Grandma shook her head, took out a few tissues from her pocket, and gently wiped her mouth full of soup, and the smile on her face became more and more kind.
She seems to have seen her grandson who died unexpectedly a few years ago, no, it should be said that Tai Xinyu is her grandson, and she is also her only sustenance in this world, and she is the most reluctant, the most uncontrollable, and the most worried person.
As she got older, my grandmother's condition became more and more serious.
A few days ago, while cleaning, she felt a cramping pain in her chest, and then coughed violently. It wasn't until she saw the bright red blood on the tissue that she realized that her time was running out.
She always knew that she had a heart condition, and her grandmother was not worried about death at all before she met Tae Hyun-woo...... But now, she didn't want to die, because she had another concern.
She was reluctant to leave this godgrandson, reluctant to leave him. She knew that if she left, Tae Heung-woo might be alone again, which was the last thing she wanted to see.
Unfortunately, she didn't know when she would close her eyes completely. In order to allow Tae Hyungwoo to live well, and to have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life, his grandmother made a will in advance, leaving all her property to this godgrandson who had been with her for two years, and wrote him a letter and put it on the cabinet in front of the dresser in her room.
The old grandmother knew that her time was running out, maybe today, maybe tomorrow, or maybe in the near future, she would suddenly die somewhere, and Tae Hyung-woo would be very sad.
She thought, to
If the godgrandson comes to the room to remember himself and sort out his belongings, he will definitely see the letter.
And in that envelope, there was also a six-soul hook jade that had been handed down from generation to generation.
There are two pieces of the Six Soul Magata, one is black and the other is white. They were originally a pair, but because they emit a huge amount of energy when combined, the grandmother's ancestral door has kept them separate for many years.
I heard that there is a powerful energy in this magatama, but so far, no one has been able to completely control it.
There is also a mysterious legend about this piece of jade.
It is said that when they merge, they will rotate and form a Bagua Array. If you pick it up and point it at the sun, you will see three small tadpole-sized dots of light swimming around in both magatama pieces.
Now the six souls of the jade, the white one has disappeared in that terrible incident along with the grandmother's own grandson, and the black one has been preserved by her.
Tae Heung-woo didn't know how his grandmother's own grandson died, and he didn't know that he, like his parents, was killed in the serial bombings at Cheng'an Bridge......
Grandma has never hidden anything about him, but this is the only thing that has never been mentioned.
She was afraid that Tae Heung Woo would be sad, afraid of evoking his sad memories, she just wanted Tae Si Woo to live happily. In this way, it is enough,
"Grandma??"
Tae Hyung-woo felt that her expression was a little strange, and called out in distress.
Although Grandma Anxin was smiling, tears were rolling in her eyes. In those red eyes, I don't know how much sadness, how much reluctance, and how much helplessness are hidden.
But Tae Heung-woo didn't know anything about all this, he only knew that his grandmother was about to cry.