The moon sets and the sun rises, and the stars shift.

In the quiet of the village, the chirping of magpies can be heard.

In a cheerful cry, the girl lying on the bed, her bloodless baby face wrinkled, slowly opened her eyes a little worried, lay down for a while, turned over, supported her elbows on the bed covered with a red quilt cover, and gently sat up against the head of the bed.

The long, black hair was scattered like a ribbon, parted in the middle, obediently draped down the cheeks, and fell halfway down the waist.

A groggy pain spread around the temples, and after a long time, hazy memories flashed through my mind, like a videotape, and began to rewind, vivid figures, dreams and illusions intertwined on the edges.

Didn't she die, on the hill where she had lived in a villa for a few years.

Thinking of the vicissitudes of life, the bottom of my heart is fermenting, the person's voice and smile are still clear, she is in a dream, after waking up, everything will disappear.

The familiarity of the furnishings in front of her made her thoughts clearer and clearer.

"That's good." Muttering to himself, Fu Xiao heard his voice hoarse with a crisp, indescribably pleasant ear.

She fell to her death, and when others were hurt by love, most of them were killed, and she was considered to have died well, at least by being jealous to death, she was really stupid to death by herself.

After getting out of bed, I pushed open the door of the room and walked out of the living room, and the pear tree that had passed the flowering period was imprinted into my vision, this pear tree was planted by my grandfather when my father was a child, and the early summer wind had a refreshing refreshment.

At this time, it seemed that she was in her third year of junior high school, and she took a week off and ran to her grandmother's house.

The reason why she took leave was because she had always been in good health and would not get sick for a year and a half, but she didn't know how she fell seriously ill.

At the same time, she was pressed to take a small needle for a week, and did skin tests every day, as well as a bunch of white, red, and green medicines.

Those days made her remember deeply, and they could be regarded as miserable.

At the time of seven, seven, eight, or eight, she didn't care if she was sick or not, and dragged her weak body to her grandmother in a car.

The furnishings are all in their own memories, but what about the people in their memories!

"Grandma, grandma..."

The front and back of the house turned around, and there was no missing figure, Fu Xiao was anxious, probably she was dreaming, or now she is just a soul, but it is a miracle that she can still dream when she is dead.

"Xiaoxiao, are you still dizzy when you get up?"

A kind, concerned voice interrupts the man who is lost in thought.

"Grandma, where have you been?" Fu Xiao looked closely, and his stunned eyes were full of surprise, she was really a grandmother.

As he spoke, he rushed towards the old man's house, carefully holding his grandmother's left hand, and his smiling face was a little more bloody.

Although I don't understand the reason, she may have really been reborn after the catastrophe, and her grandmother, who she hadn't seen for many years, appeared in front of her!

"Don't you like to eat stuffed peppers, I'll cut some leeks, wait for the meat to be chopped, and stew the old hen too, and make up for you."

In the past, her granddaughter was fleshy, but now she looks weak, and the old lady is distressed.

Fu Xiao looked at the crutch made of yellowed bamboo on her grandmother's right hand, tears welled up in her eyes, and the handful of green leeks on her left hand was even more dazzling, and in an instant, she was full of happiness.

"Grandma, I'm fine, don't worry, I'm healthy like this, if I'm too fat, I should worry about whether I'll be three tall at a young age."

I took the leeks and knives from my grandmother's hand, smacked my eyes with my hand, wiped away the tears that rolled out of my eyes, and smiled slightly, which is so good.

In the short memory of her life, her grandmother has always been very partial to her, and anything good will be left to her.

Grandma seems to have had a cane to support her from the time she can remember, and I heard that grandma worked hard when she was young, and she was tired a lot, and when she was old, her back was hunched down.

"Nonsense, it's too thin, it doesn't look healthy, it's still a little meat."

Fu Xiao nodded, said yes again and again, and asked about the dish in his hand:

"Grandma, this is going to be a dish for lunch, have you eaten breakfast?"

"Tell you to eat, you don't get up for a long time, your uncle is going out to do something, I have eaten with him, you put down the leeks and go to breakfast, the rice is still hot, I'll go and heat up the dishes now."

The old lady said one sentence after another, and slowly walked to the burning room, where the stars were dotted, and the faint flames were still burning.

"Grandma, I'll heat the dishes, you can sit down first." Helping grandma to do it on the square stool made by someone, Fu Xiao went to fetch water and wash.

When she came back from washing, the old lady was already hot dishes, and grandma was idle, and basically everything would be arranged for her.

"Grandma, you sit, I'll come." She also doesn't have much appetite, and after so many years of being outside, she basically skips breakfast.

In the countryside, no matter whether it is windy or rainy, or icy and snowy, or hot in summer, it is three meals a day, and thunder cannot be moved.

After cleaning up the hot dishes, washing the pot, making a bowl of rice, sandwiching a bunch of vegetables, leaning on grandma, she began to ask sweetly:

"Grandma, when am I going to school, I am confused every day, I have forgotten."

Nearly ten years ago, where to remember, she doesn't remember well.

"It's going to school the day after tomorrow, you see if you should go back to your parents tomorrow, so as not to get up so early the day after tomorrow." The old lady folded the firewood and put it into the fire, and the red sparks were strung on the pot of boiling water, like a dancing girl, unpredictable.

The old lady's face was a little spotted, and when she said that her granddaughter was going to school, she was reluctant.

"Grandma, can you go back in a few days?" Fu Xiao leaned back against the old lady, and her feet were dangling on the stool for a long time.

"Your mother was afraid that you would forget, so she called in the morning and asked how you were doing, saying that you should not forget about going to school, and also read books, and know how to play all day long."

"Grandma...", the elongated tone is full of coquettishness, Fu Xiao's voice is sweet, she generally speaks, as if she is coquettish.

The old lady sighed and sighed: "I'll go and see the greens by the river, and go get some and fry them for you to eat." ”

"Grandma, I'll go too, you wait for me, wash the dishes, I'll go with you, and wash the clothes by the way." At this time, Fu Xiao is a fart, wherever grandma goes, she will follow, to say something unpleasant, she really follows her ass when she goes to the bathroom!

When the old lady heard her words, she looked at her granddaughter in wonder, and her granddaughter got up from sleep as if she had changed people.

In the past, the granddaughter didn't do anything at home, and there was nothing she needed to do, and she had never washed clothes at home, so she actually said that she was going to wash clothes, and the child was really sick.

"You're sick yet, so don't go, eat, and rest."

"Grandma's ......" couldn't stand her granddaughter from being coquettish and cute, so she took it with her.