Chapter 52: Mourning is silent

Lan Zexun disappeared from Class 131 in this way, and has not been heard from since, there are many people, whether the relationship is good or bad, sometimes a goodbye is goodbye, and it will be difficult to see each other again. In the years that followed, I realized that day, oh, it turned out that that day was the last time we saw each other.

Li Hansheng went to tutor English grammar as usual in the evening, and after the tutoring, he was about to leave with the assigned homework.

"Wait." Huang Qiulan stopped him and took out fifty yuan and handed it over.

"Teacher, what does this mean?" Li Hansheng asked hesitantly, but he had a guess in his heart.

"This is what Lan Zexun asked me to transfer to you before leaving, saying that he borrowed fifty yuan from you earlier." Huang Qiulan blinked and showed an approving smile, "Also, he said, 'Thank you!'" ‘”

"Tsk! It's really insincere to say thank you without saying it to your face. Li Hansheng took the money with a big grin, "However, thank you I received it." ”

"Teacher, class is over, enjoy your face, I invite you to eat."

"Huo, Li Hansheng, are you bribing me?" Huang Qiulan looked at him with a smile through her glasses, and saw that he wanted to explain, "Okay, I'm kidding you, I know what you want to say." “

"Let's go. The teacher invites you to eat. You might as well save this money and spend it slowly. ”

But in the end, Li Hansheng still rushed to pay, Huang Qiulan didn't insist anymore when she saw that she couldn't grab it, anyway, it was just a matter of a few yuan, and it would be good to ask her back later.

Lee Han-sung put the bag on his wrist, holding a cone in one hand and a spicy strip in the other, and walked around the playground. Li Hansheng watched the teacher eat a mouthful of sweet cones and spicy strips with relish, and rarely showed a little girl-like expression, it turned out that the teacher was only 25 years old this year. is usually so strict, and her classmates treat her as a middle-aged woman.

"Li Hansheng, how do you feel? Can I score more than 100 points in English in this mid-term exam? Huang Qiulan finished eating the cone and spicy strips, took out a tissue and wiped her mouth, took out another one and handed it to Li Hansheng, looked at him and asked.

"I feel okay, but I'm still not sure if I score more than 100 points, and I should be sure that I will score more than 90 points." Li Hansheng thought about it, didn't brag, and truthfully said his thoughts.

"It's okay, do your best, you haven't been studying for long." Huang Qiulan nodded, looking up at the stars in the sky, "Li Hansheng, you are very good." “

"What?"

"Nothing." Huang Qiulan smiled brightly, "The teacher hopes that you will study hard and be admitted to a good university, and I will do my best to help you." ”

Li Hansheng was stunned, looked at her sincere gaze, moved in his heart, did not speak, just nodded heavily.

I thought that I could take the mid-term exam so calmly, but Li Ziming's sudden arrival broke this peace.

When Li Hansheng saw his father come to the door of the classroom, he was not happy, only a sudden sadness. Looking at the white cloth wrapped around Li Ziming's waist, he knew in an instant that it was his grandmother who died.

How he wished that his intuition was fake, but when Li Ziming personally said the news that 'your grandmother died', his brain went blank at that moment, he had never hated his intuition so deeply.

Then there was involuntary crying, first a small cry, a cry covering his mouth, and finally a howling cry. Obviously, my grandmother's health had improved when she came here last week, why did she pass away after only a few days?

Crying all the way back, when I arrived at my grandfather's house, I saw a heavy coffin in the middle of the hall, which was one of the two coffins placed on top of the cowpen, which I used to see when I went to see the cows, and now one of them stood here, and in it lay the kind and somewhat stubborn old woman. Only the coffin was left alone. remembered that his grandmother joked that she was lying in this coffin when she died, and then looked at the black and white photo in front of her, the person in it smiled slightly, as if looking at him, and suddenly felt like her heart was being caught, and her breathing was a little uncomfortable.

Before I could see my grandmother for the last time, I said another word, and when I came back, it was already yin and yang.

"Ho, ho, ho," he made a strange sound in his throat, and fell to his knees, kowtowing his head indiscriminately. It was as if the tears had dried up on the road, and only sadness spread in my heart.

Even if the old lady is preferred, even if she is not, but his own grandmother, who has taken care of him for five or six years, has a voice and smile, and a lot of warm memories, which can only be seen in memories since then.

Li Xiaosong's eyes swollen into walnuts, and he reached out to pull Li Hansheng up from the ground and pull him to the bench outside to sit down. She happened to be at home for the past two days, and she cried heartbreakingly, and now she is a little calmer.

Li Xiaosong patted Li Hansheng's back and whispered in his ear: "Grandma went when she was sleeping at night, and grandpa got up in the morning to wake up grandma, only to find that grandma had already gone...... No one could say a word to her, and Grandpa still didn't say a word, neither ate nor drink, just sat there. ”

"Go and see grandpa, the eldest brother is too far away and hasn't come back yet, you persuade him, no matter how sad he is, he has to eat something."

Li Hansheng was silent for a long time before he spoke hoarsely, "Is there any food now, bring one over, we will send it to grandpa and persuade him to eat." ”

"Yes, it's all hot." Li Xiaosong quickly brought a meal, and Li Hansheng poured a bowl of tea on the table at the door of the hall and walked to the house first.

The old man sat on the edge of the bed like a sculpture, his eyes staring at the ground, dazed and unfocused, holding the cigarette stick that never left his body, and took a few puffs from time to time, but the spark in the cigarette stick had long since disappeared. Less husband and wife come to the old companion, the old wife goes, he feels that his heart has also gone, and his soul has been lost, how can he live the rest of the days alone?

Li Hansheng stood at the door for a few seconds, walked in, put the bowl to the old man's mouth, and said softly, "Grandpa, let's have a cup of tea first, and then eat some food. ”

The old man's blank gaze turned and saw that it was his grandson who had returned, and his eyes finally had some focus, but he just shook his head lightly, stubbornly refusing to open his mouth.

"Grandpa, if grandma has a spirit in the sky," Li Hansheng felt a heart-wrenching pain again, "I definitely don't want to see you like this." ”

Seeing that the old man was still silent and did not speak, Li Hansheng sighed, put the water aside, squatted down, put his hands on his shoulders, and looked into his eyes, "Grandpa, grandma went, we are all sad." I don't advise you to mourn or anything, just drink saliva and eat some food. Otherwise, Matsuko and I will accompany you without eating or drinking. ”

"Yes, yes, grandpa, if you don't eat it, we won't eat it either." Li Xiaosong nodded hurriedly in agreement.

Grandpa's gaze wandered between the grandchildren a few times, and finally nodded slightly.

Li Hansheng fed his grandfather a few mouthfuls of water, and then took the food from Li Xiaosong's hand and wanted to feed him, but the old man waved his hand, took the bowl, and ate it slowly.

The two looked at each other, turned around and walked out, there was still a lot of work to do.