Grandma has been struggling for a long time, this old man who has been strong all her life, but she wiped her tears again and again with her words, she was reluctant to give up this poor granddaughter, complaining about the ruthlessness of her son and daughter-in-law, and on the other hand, she was deeply reluctant to her.

In the blink of an eye, Yancuo graduated from elementary school, she refused to go to junior high school again, no matter how the old man persuaded her, the old man was very helpless, and deliberately scolded her angrily, she was not annoyed, and still served her as usual.

It is said that there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, and since the old man was sick, Yancuo's parents have only come a few times, and they all came and left. Yan Cuo could see the disgust in their eyes, and he only felt a little numb in his heart.

Such ruthless two people, they have long been used to it, and they are as ruthless as them, and they are not worthy of a little more hope.

In the golden autumn of September, the weather gradually cooled, this day looked no different from usual, Yancuo got up early, fought, and prepared to wipe the body of grandma, walked to grandma's room, but saw many people crowded there.

There are so many people, Yan Cuo has never seen so many people appear here together, and she has some bad premonitions in her heart, she hurriedly ran over and saw a few uncles and uncles guarding her grandmother's window, and several big men also shed tears at this moment.

Yan was startled, and the basin fell directly to the ground, making a loud noise. Many people turned their heads to look at her, their eyes reddened. He stepped forward hesitantly, looked at the person on the bed and shouted blankly: "Grandma? ”

The old man's consciousness was already a little chaotic at this time, and he couldn't speak clearly, but he just stretched out his hand towards her, and hurriedly grabbed her hand. Grandma's hands were so cold, as if they were about to disappear. Yan hurriedly exhaled to her, trying to warm up the hands.

How many delicious meals have been cooked for themselves by these hands, and how many dirty clothes have been washed, are now full of wrinkles, and cold and almost cold.

Yancuo's tears fell suddenly, she didn't make a sound, just cried silently, and kept looking at her grandmother, who slowly stretched out her hand to wipe her, her mouth squirmed and said something, her voice was too soft, and she couldn't hear it clearly.

She leaned closer to listen, only to hear her grandmother say with difficulty: "Don't cry, we don't cry, we are good children." ”

Yan was holding her grandmother's hand and kept crying, she could feel that this time her grandmother was really going to leave her, but she was so scared, so sad, sad to die.

The old man moved with difficulty at this moment, his eyes looked in the direction of Yancuo's parents, and they hurriedly stepped forward.

"Mom, you say." Yan Bing grabbed the old man's other hand and listened patiently to the old man's words.

"You, you want, talk to Yan well, she is still young, you are her parents." After the old man finished speaking, tears couldn't help but fall from the corners of his eyes, and he looked at his granddaughter beside him.

Yan Bing and his wife were holding the old man's hand at the moment, and swore a promise: "Don't worry, we will definitely treat Yan well, treat her well, and let her grow up happily like other children." ”

The old man just looked at them, and then put their hands together vigorously, his eyes full of reluctance, and his eyes kept looking at Yancuo.

Yancuo kept crying, as if the tears had lost consciousness, and she watched her grandmother get weaker and weaker, and finally cried loudly.

"Grandma, grandma, open your eyes, don't leave me alone, what should you do if you leave me alone?"

Yan Cuo rushed forward and hugged the old man tightly, feeling her body getting cold a little bit, and her heart was full of fear.

In the end, the hands also drooped, and the old man kept his eyes closed and could no longer hear.

The world seemed to be silent all of a sudden, and she couldn't hear the screaming people, nor the adults crying sadly at her grandmother.

Those people who are usually rarely seen all year round, but at this moment, they all seem to have lost the whole world, and they let out an earth-shaking sorrow at the old man.

Yan Cuo looked at her grandmother, she was already so thin, like skin and bones, and she couldn't see a little flesh on her body. She has been fighting the disease for so long, she must be very tired and hard, she has been holding on, just worried about herself.

This kind old man all her life, for herself, worked hard until she died, looking at her pair of hypocritical parents, who were also crying in the crowd at the moment, she only felt extremely ironic.

What a burden I am to them, and how worried I am about what to do with myself.

Just like before, it will be more than ten years to throw it away, and I don't care how I am doing.

Yan Cuo had already died to them, and the promises they made to their grandmother were a joke in their own eyes.

In the future, even if you are alone, you will never have hope for them again.

Yan Cuo's eyes were red and he looked in their direction, his eyes waveless, as if he were looking at a stranger. Yu Hui just raised her head at this moment and met her eyes.

She was a little shocked, she had ignored this daughter for more than ten years, and now she had reached such a strange point.

She wanted to go to her side, but Yancuo directly crossed her, stubbornly came to her grandmother's side, and wiped her body with a towel, not daring to be sloppy at all.

Grandma loves cleanliness, even if she leaves, she must also walk cleanly.

Everyone present was a little moved, and wanted to persuade her, but they didn't listen to anyone, so they stubbornly wiped.

She wiped for an unknown amount of time until someone pushed her away, and then she saw many people with their mouths moving, not knowing what they were saying, and then she looked at many people, doing something around her grandmother.

Until, grandma was changed into that shroud, until she couldn't catch her anymore.

Yan Cuo just stood at the door, watching the adults inside busy coming in and out. Her eyes were empty, her eyes were very astringent, but she couldn't shed a single tear.

She raised her head and looked at the sky, her eyes were so painful that she raised her hand to wipe it, but she shed tears again.

God, do you have to do this, take away my only thought?

Those days were the most gloomy days in Yancuo's life. Every day, she could see many people gathered around the courtyard, mouthing words she didn't understand, and then she could see them busy going back and forth.

Then, she found that her grandmother had been put into that cold coffin, and her face was kind. It's just that she will never open her eyes again, no longer look at herself and laugh, and comfort herself to cry.

It's just that she can't wake up again.

Then, the house was hung with a black and white photo of my grandmother, a simple photo, as if it was my grandmother's life, a lifetime of hard work, and I still couldn't give up.

In the photo, she is smiling, as if she has looked at herself countless times.

I thought countless times, the fate of their ancestors and grandchildren is also the best gift from God himself, she has been working for herself when she was alive, and now, it is time to go to find her grandfather. There can be someone to tell the difficulty of life, and there can really be someone to rely on.

It's time for her to become the brightest star every day, looking at herself all the time, kind and gentle.

After grandma left, Yan Cuo watched the relatives around her disperse one by one, and watched this place become deserted again. Then looked at the pair of parents, quickly divorced, and told themselves that it was inconvenient for them to take themselves.

Yan Cuo didn't cry and make a fuss, watching them change from hypocrisy at the beginning to cold words later. She didn't say a word, just looked at it, as if she wanted to remember this moment in her heart.

After a long time, she only heard herself ask, "Why did you give birth to me if you didn't want me?" ”

The two people in front of him didn't speak, and looked at themselves in surprise. Then Yu Hui suddenly asked Yan Bing in disbelief: "That's how your mother taught her?" What did you teach her to be? I gave birth to her, am I still wrong? ”

Yan Bing's expression was also very ugly, and his face sank: "Yancuo, how can you talk to your parents?" ”

Yan looked at them expressionlessly: "From the moment you all don't want me, you are no longer my parents." Grandma is my dearest person, and you don't deserve to mention her. ”

After saying that, she walked forward, ignoring the sharp insults of the two behind her.

Walking to her grandmother's room, she locked the door and lay on her grandmother's bed, and she felt a sense of relief.

She clung to the bed, as if it still had the breath of a grandmother, and lay there in a daze, slowly closing her eyes, she was so tired, she didn't want to face these hypocritical adults.

If there is any way to get grandma back, she is willing to exchange everything she has.