In the cold winter, in a quiet classroom, a group of students were studying on their own, and suddenly the classroom door opened.

The teacher wearing black-rimmed glasses stood by the door and looked into a corner, "Yan Xiaoyou, come out for a while." ”

Yan Xiaoyou in the corner didn't know why, put down the pen for writing homework, walked out of the classroom, and looked at the end of the corridor, the teacher didn't look back.

Entering the office, Yan Xiaoyou knocked on the door very politely, "Teacher, what's the matter?" ”

The teacher pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and glanced at Yan Xiaoyou, "Go home, your grandmother ......"

Yan Xiaoyou was most afraid of hearing her grandmother, and she didn't say anything to the teacher, she pushed open the office door and ran out of the school gate without even taking her schoolbag.

An Jingjing's heart became rapid, and Yan Xiaoyou felt scared like never before.

The wide road was covered with a layer of white snow, which was stained by the crushing of vehicles and dirty mud.

Back in the village, the village is very quiet, usually there are children playing with snowballs on the road, why not today?

In the courtyard, a funeral tarpaulin was hung, and a thin layer of snow fell on the green pine and cypress leaves on the tarpaulin.

Some of the scattered snow was falling and fell to Yan Xiaoyou's feet, instantly turning into nothing.

Someone saw Yan Xiaoyou and hurriedly came over to pull her, she was the grandmother who had the best relationship with her grandmother in the village, "Xiaoyou, you're back, go in and take one last look at her." ”

There was crying in her words, her hands and feet were trembling, and Grandma Li's tears rolled down.

Yan Xiaoyou thought it was a lie to her, but when she went to school, her grandmother was fine.

The hall was full of village aunts and uncles, grandparents and the like, and a few children were playing by the fire, with candy in their mouths and muttering something indistinctly.

Two lines of tears slipped through the corners of Yan Xiaoyou's eyes, she didn't know how to get back, her feet were weak and weak, and her whole body was cold.

Grandma Li was standing next to her, and when she saw Xiao You like this, she gently pushed her arm, "Go ahead, otherwise there will be no chance in the future." ”

Yan Xiaoyou looked back at her and glanced at her, "Grandma, did my grandmother say anything?" ”

"It's just to make you happier, and follow my aunt to the city to study in the future." Grandma Li wiped away her tears and sighed.

Yan Xiaoyou usually has little contact with her aunt, but her relationship is not very bad.

Grandma was lying there, still as kind and kind as usual, with a smile on her eyebrows.

Yan Xiaoyou knew that she no longer had a family, and now she had an aunt, and she was also a child with a family.

On the day of the heavy snowfall, after her grandmother was buried, Yan Xiaoyou was crying, crying many times.

The aunt wore linen and filial piety, looking at Yan Xiaoyou like this, her heart was hardly a taste, she looked at the sky with red eyes, and poured back her tears.

On the day of entering the earth, there was no heavy snow flying all over the sky, and there was no heavy rain and cold wind, but it was an exceptionally mild wind, a refreshing day.

The snow has also melted, only the muddy road surface remains, and the bushes and jungles next to it are tied with a lot of thin red ropes, hanging on the treetops, and when the wind blows, it is especially like the red silk that her grandmother used to braid Yan Xiaoyou.

My grandmother often talked to her, and the sentence I remember the most is that I tied up Xi'er with a two-foot red head rope......

Yan Xiaoyou stood in the mountains for a long time, looking at every inch of land that her grandmother took her through, every flower she picked, and every green grass......

Yan Qin walked over, her cold hand gently pressed on Yan Xiaoyou's shoulder, her eyes looked into the distance, and she said softly, "In the future, we will depend on each other!" ”

"Auntie," Yan Xiaolan looked up at Auntie, who still had tears on her face, "Auntie, where are we going in the future?" Will it be back? ”

"I'll be back," Yan Qin said, looking at this piece of mountains and forests, carrying a lot of indelible memories.

In the cold winter, it should be a beautiful day to prepare for the New Year with a smile on your face.

Jiang Qiu took pictures of people who needed to be put on the shelves, repaired them in the studio, and there was a "buzz" in his trouser pocket.

Skillfully pressed the answer button, the mobile phone was pressed to his ear, and he was still busy selecting pictures in his hand, "Xiao Lonely, what's wrong?" ”

Here, Jiang Lonely hurriedly ran to the house, pushed open the door, and raised his tone by several decibels, "Dad, come back soon, grandma has an accident!" ”

As soon as he heard this, his shoulders shook, the phone fell to the ground, and he jumped back a few times, Jiang Qiu took the information in his hand, ran to another studio and gave it to Lin Ren, "Brother Lin, something happened at home, I'll go back, and I'll leave it to you here!" ”

Lin Ren nodded hurriedly, "Okay, don't be in a hurry on the way back, take a car, don't drive yourself." ”

Jiang Qiu said "um", got out of the clothing store, stood on the side of the street for a while, and waited for a while before a taxi came.

I got into a taxi, turned to the bus, and was very anxious all the way, wishing to close my eyes and return home.

Lu Tantan stayed up late to play cards for a long time, had an irregular diet, poor sleep quality, and due to the heavy snowfall, the road was full of snow and mud.

On the way back, I slipped and fell, and the ground was full of snow and mud, so I couldn't see any sharp stones on the ground.

Lu Tantan fell headlong, his eyes were straight open, and his breathing was weak.

It was the neighbor who helped her into the house, and after rummaging for a long time, she couldn't find the key, so she had to kick the door.

Jiang Lao learned that he ran home while informing his father.

I saw a room of people, gathered in a circle, and in the middle of the bed lay the unconscious Lu Tantan.

When Lu Tantan was unconscious, he saw Jiang Lonely, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and his hand was raised with great difficulty, pointing at Jiang Lonely.

Jiang Lonely has not been cared for by Lu Tantan since he was a child, and now that he sees her like this, he also releases his suspicions, Jiang Lonely walked over, sat on the edge of the bed and took Lu Tantan's hand.

It was a thin, age-spotted wizened hand, with well-trimmed nails that were yellowish.

Lu Tantan looked at Jiang Lonely, and it was rare to have some inconspicuous smiles on her face, "Xiao Lonely, I'm sorry!" ”

Jiang Liao knew why she apologized, held her hand, looked at her quietly, and said nothing.

Lu Tantan looked at the people around her, all of them were neighbors who didn't want to see her before, and a hint of apology appeared on her pale face, "I'm sorry, I was such a bastard before, and now you still come to see me!" ”

"It's all neighbors, as it should be!"

"Hold on, the ambulance will be here later!"

“……”

You say everything you say, as if the previous conflicts and quarrels had never happened.

No one took it seriously and wrote down the trivial quarrels and trivial contradictions with Lu Tantan.

Jiang Lonely had nothing to say, and even Wang Qiran next to him had something to say, but when it came to his mouth, he rolled back into his stomach.

Lu Tantan just smiled lightly and patted Jiang Lonely's face gently, and at that moment, she regretted it......

Jiang Liao watched Lu Tantan's hand fall softly from his face, and he caught it, and could feel the temperature of the residual heat gradually disappearing in her body.

There was a smile on Lu Tantan's lips, and his withered yellow hand was in Jiang Lone's little hand.

The ambulance sounded outside the door, and it was more than an hour late due to rain and snow.

Jiang Liao didn't dare to cry, just like when Yan Xiaoyou's grandmother passed away, he and Lu Kuan received the news and went everywhere to inform adults.

At that time, Lu Kuan called the head teacher to tell him that when Yan Xiaoyou's family had an accident, Lu Kuan stammered very much, and he fell a few times while walking.

Now it was his turn to do this hard thing, and the last trace of Lu Tantan's temperature disappeared in his hands.

With a glimmer of hope that he didn't dare to give up, he sent Lu Tantan to the hospital, and Jiang Lonely didn't dare to believe the ending.

Jiang Lonely stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at Lu Tantan, who was pale, with a lifeless face, and no longer smiled so gently at him for the first time.

Wang Qiran watched from the side, couldn't stand it anymore, walked to the side and called to ask where Jiang Qiu was!

The New Year is approaching, there are countless buses on the road, and there is a traffic jam for more than two hours in a row, Jiang Qiu was trapped on the national highway near the county seat, and after answering the phone, he made up his mind to get off the bus.

Running wildly in the rain and snow, Jiang Qiu arrived at the hospital in the middle of the night, his front foot stepped into the hospital gate, and the back foot was goose feathers and heavy snow.

It was still the pungent smell of disinfectant water, Jiang Qiu rushed back, saw the lifeless mother, and then saw the mother-in-law and son who were crying silently.

There was a quiet desolation floating in the air, the silence of the cold winter wax moon, like a silent hammer knocking on the door of his head, how Jiang Qiu walked to the hospital bed, he didn't know, only knew that the moment he went up, he already knew the grief of his mother before she died.

In the mourning hall, Jiang Qiu sat motionless at the big threshold, only the cigarettes in his hands were one after another, in the smoke, under the warm yellow incandescent lamp, in the smoke, he saw that Jiang Qiu's face had been bad, coupled with the cold of winter, so that a thick cotton jacket could not cover his sorrow.

In the dark and dreary room, Jiang Lonely stood aside and watched, holding a cup in his hand, and in the cup was a cup of warm boiled water.

Jiang Lonely looked at the silent night, the heavy snow outside was flying, and the slanted snow water was blowing into the house with the cold wind.

The room was filled with boundless cold, and the strong smell of tobacco, and the desolation brought by a faint sorrow.

There are only two people left in this family.

Jiang Lao looked at his father who was smoking, and wanted to step forward to stop it, after all, he never smoked, because his mother didn't like the smell of tobacco, the smell was very pungent, and his mother would vomit and be disgusted when she smelled it.

What, did Dad forget his promise to Mom?

The moment Jiang Qiu looked up, he saw his son's surprise, and smiled reluctantly, "You say, why didn't mom and grandma come back to talk about me?" ”

Jiang was stunned, the cup in his hand became more and more cold, and it hurt to the heart.

He shook his head and poured the water from his cup out of the courtyard, and the water he had just poured instantly solidified into ice in the cold wind.

"Dad, where are we going to live?" Jiang Lao asked.

This question stopped Jiang Qiu, Jiang Qiu extinguished the cigarette butt, and stared at Jiang Lonely with a pair of fiery eyes, "Go to the city with Dad." ”

It's almost the New Year, and every household has lost the joy and enthusiasm of the past, just because Yan Xiaoyou's family lost their grandmother, and Jiang Qiu's father and son also lost their loved ones, no one wants to sprinkle salt on the wound and poke people's sore spots.

The surface of the river is covered with a thick layer of ice, and the bottom of the river is clearly visible pebbles, green moss, and the remains of fish and shrimp flowing.

On the branches of every bush and jungle tree on the roadside, those thin red ropes still floated, adding a touch of color to this silent day in the wind.

Jiang Lao looked at the newly added soil, with the snow-covered soil, piled up into a small spiky pile, which might soon grow very green grass or beautiful wildflowers.

The wind next to him blew a smell of tobacco, choking Jiang Lonely coughing, he covered his nose, looking at Jiang Qiu who was approaching, lazy and lazy, Jiang Lao suddenly felt that his father was beginning to be decadent.

Jiang Lao walked over and glanced at his father and asked, "Dad, can you not smoke?" ”

Jiang Qiu was unknown, still smoking, and it wasn't until the pack of cigarettes was finished that he threw away the cigarette case, including the lighter.

They were all thrown into a nearby stream, and although there was a thin layer of ice on top of the stream, it sank to the bottom with a thud under the sudden impact, and in a short time floated up and drifted away with the wind.

Jiang Qiu looked at Jiang Lonely, glanced at it silently, spat out softly, and said lightly, "Xiao Lonely, it's only you now, Dad won't smoke in the future, and you won't allow it, okay?" ”

Jiang Qiu's words, Jiang Lonely deeply remembered in his heart, and when he saw his father's sorrow, he stopped talking, but just accompanied him to see the scenery in the mountains.

The helplessness of Dad when he smoked, Jiang Lonely didn't understand, but he understood it.

After a quiet year, Jiang Qiu, who had been decadent at home for a long time, packed up his simple luggage and went to his mother-in-law's house to pay New Year's greetings, and by the way, it was also goodbye.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang Qiu and Jiang Lonely got on a bus to another city, in the car, Jiang Lonely leaned against the window, his eyes kept looking back, and he saw his grandmother who was like tears like rain, and his grandfather with a rickety back, and the crutches were especially memorable.

I'm afraid that I'm going to go, and I don't know when I'll come back, Jiang Lonely is actually distracted, here is a childhood memory with Dai Hui, the best memory.

Lu Qi followed unhurriedly behind, watched the vehicle slowly drive away, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Jiang Lone: Remember to find it.

There are no other words, no other parting emotions, in their hearts, they still only remember how Dai Hui is doing now, and whether he has been bullied in the city?

In the end, he stood still, looking in the direction of the car, and had a thought in his heart that one day he would get out of here and go to a farther and more beautiful city to study, and he would get more unexpected surprises.

The scenery outside the window was slowly moving, and then it was speeding up, and I saw the figures of the two good friends behind me slowly blurring, slowly turning into a small black dot, until it was invisible to the naked eye.

Reading the messages sent by Lu Xuan over and over again, he didn't want to know Dai Hui's whereabouts, he remembered calling his second aunt a few times, and the answer he got was always that Dai Hui was taking a nap or had rested.

After an eight-hour journey, after stopping at the terminal.

Jiang Qiu stopped a taxi, put all his luggage in the trunk, and sat in the back seat with Jiang Lone.

When the car door closed, Jiang Liao seemed to see someone, and hurriedly cast his eyes out of the window, but the figure disappeared in an instant in the noisy and noisy crowd.

Jiang Mo always thought that the familiar back was Dai Hui, but after seeing a phantom, he realized that he was looking at the flowers.

Dai Hui and Dai Zhao walked at the intersection of the taxi and got into a bus, in the crowd of vehicles and pedestrians, she noticed a very familiar gaze, she subconsciously looked back, and all she saw was the back of the endless flow of vehicles and the people anxiously going to and from work.

Dai Zhaomian reluctantly accepted Dai Hui, and was sitting in the car seat with her hand at this time, contacting Jiang Xiaolan in the hospital.

After Jiang Xiaolan's relationship with Dai Hui improved a little after Dai Zhao came back, her temper of being irritable and suffering from gains and losses was much more restrained.

Jiang Xiaolan's mood is improving, and the atmosphere at home is improving.

But how can life be so peaceful?

Someone will stab you in the back to let you know that the world is still a mix of good and bad.