Liu Zhiye walked into the house by himself, but when he turned around, he saw An Luan looking at him stupidly and not following, he looked at her strangely.

An Luan walked over slowly.

Liu Zhiye has been adjusting the stage.

I don't know what stage he likes, obviously An Luan has heard the voice of the armored warrior he likes, but he still transferred the stage away.

An Luan raised his head and looked at him strangely.

He kept watching TV and didn't know what else to look for.

Liu Zhiye raised his mouth and smiled, "There is a pig monster falling from the sky." ”

After hearing this, An Luan raised his head, and sure enough, there was a pig monster falling from the sky.

In my ears is the joyful sound of a pig Bajie falling from the sky in the cartoon.

But An Luan's heart was silent and flustered, and she was worried about her grandmother.

She finally spoke: "I'm going home, I'm going to see my grandma." I, my grandma is sick, and I'm going to take a good look at her. ”

An Luan said that he turned around and ran out without looking at him.

"Hey, wait for me, I'll go with you."

Liu Zhiye hurriedly closed the door.

An Luan squatted beside her grandmother's bed, still holding her hand and rubbing her face.

Whenever An Luan felt the temperature from his grandmother's hand, An Luan felt so relieved and happy.

Grandma looked down at her with difficulty.

An Luan smiled at her.

"The skin on my hands is not slippery, it will hurt you." Grandma actually said such a wise word.

An Luan looked at her grandmother happily.

She didn't dare to ask her grandmother if she remembered her, for fear of hurting her. How relieved An Luan was at this moment.

Liu Zhiye walked over, found a stool, and sat on his grandmother's lap.

He looked at his grandmother with a pair of eyes.

Grandma looked at him curiously.

Liu Zhiye had doubts in his eyes, and after a while, he changed to a smiling face.

Grandma's hand was raised and pointed at him, "Who is he?" ”

Also, grandma has forgotten herself, how can she remember him.

An Luan always asked her grandmother if she remembered herself, she was always silent, and An Luan secretly held some hope; Now grandma actually asks who Liu Zhiye is, Liu Zhiye often plays with himself, and grandma has such a good impression of him before. Now I don't even remember, An Luan doesn't want to admit it, but the facts are getting clearer and clearer, grandma has amnesia, or rather......

An Luan's throat seemed to be blocked, and she was a little difficult to answer her grandmother's words.

"Hello! My name is Xiao Ming. It's a child from a mute family. ”

Grandma still looked at him suspiciously.

Grandpa came over and sat in front of the hall door with a bench in his hand to bask in the sun.

An Luan smiled and said, "Master, tell us a story." An Luan looked back at Liu Zhiye with a smile, "My father is the best at telling stories." ”

"I also tell stories. But I prefer to listen to my grandfather's stories. When Grandpa finishes speaking, I'll tell you the story I know. ”

"What story would you tell?" An Luan looked curious, a little unconvinced.

"Why are you looking at me like that? A look of disbelief. Didn't I tell you a story? Liu Zhiye asked strangely. He thought An Luan wouldn't have such a bad memory at a young age.

An Luan rolled his eyes and thought about it, as if there was really such a thing, he had told himself a story and it was very exciting.

He told himself that he was telling stories from Yunxiang's textbook, but no matter what, it was very exciting, and An Luan listened attentively. It's really exciting.

An Luan thought about it and suddenly became excited, "Okay, my master will talk first, and then you will talk." Then I wonder if I have any stories to tell you. An Luan's eyes looked at her grandmother gently.

In fact, An Luan likes to listen to grandpa's stories the most, even if grandpa's narration is not good, she also feels very enjoyable, not to mention that grandpa's narration is really good.

Whenever Grandpa tells a story, An Luan can be brought in.

Grandpa said that he had a friend who had a cheerful and lively personality, and he always loved to tell jokes to his friends.

Friends are amused by his jokes every time.

My best friend suddenly fell ill and was terminally ill.

Grandpa went to see him with his things, he was already too thin to look good, but his eyes were very bright.

Grandpa sat on the edge of his bed and asked him how he was.

He laughed and said that he couldn't get up from flying a kite under the bed.

"What does it mean that you can't get up from flying a kite under your bed?"

"It means that he can't get up anymore."

"Is he okay in the end?"

"Finally died."

"Ah~!"

"But he still lived hard for five years, and he didn't work back then."

"It seems that it is still important to have a good attitude."

"I can't get up from under the bed with a kite. I can't get up from under the bed with a kite under it. Grandma's voice murmured in the midst of the sighing silence.

An Luan looked at her grandmother suspiciously, and then the eyes of the three of them were secretive.

Liu Zhiye also began to tell the story, and the story he told this time turned out to be unfamiliar to An Luan, because the story he told An Luan before had been repeated more than twice with relish.

When he was telling stories, An Luan always asked questions with golden eyes.

It's important to make the story clear.

Liu Zhiye was also happy to answer her.

An Luan's eyes always glanced in the direction of his grandparents from time to time, and when he saw that his grandparents were also attracted, An Luan felt more interesting and happier.

So An Luan became more excited and lively, and she wanted to shroud it all in happiness.

"Where did you hear this story?"

Liu Zhiye smiled embarrassedly, "I'll sort out Sister A Feng's book and flip through the stories I saw casually." His eyes sparkled like a baby.

"It's you who want to read your Sister Afeng's book, so you peek at it in the name of sorting out the book for her." An Luan's eyes glanced at his grandparents, and they were really amused by themselves, and they smiled beautifully and happily.

No wonder the weather is gloomy today, and some people want to have a heavy rainstorm.

Looking at her sister An Luan, who suddenly appeared in front of the door and called her name, she opened her mouth in disbelief and thought it was a dream - how did she come when her sister came, and it seemed that she was alone behind her.

My sister didn't know that the road here was the first time she came, which was really surprising to An Luan.

My sister was still on the bicycle, looking at An Luan.

There was panic in her eyes about being in a strange world.

"My sister is here." An Luan said to his grandfather who was hiding behind the door.

"Your sister?" Grandpa didn't know for a while that it was the sister of Luanluan, and no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't imagine that it was Sister Xuanxuan.

Grandpa said and looked out, and thought for a while before he realized that this was An Luan's stepfather's child.

So he smiled and walked over and beckoned, "Come into the house." Hurry into the house. It's hot outside. ”

My sister lowered her head and slowly parked the bicycle in the yard, her eyes kept looking at An Luan, a person she was familiar with, and she felt more at ease like this.

An Luan looked at her fearfully, afraid of her arrival, An Luan wanted to run immediately, shrinking into her grandmother's arms to seek protection, but An Luan couldn't, she couldn't be willful and had no willful habits.

"Luanluan, I'm here to pick you up." My sister stood in front of her and said.

An Luan's tears were about to fall, and her nose was rushing, and she was busy lowering her head.

Her sister's hands rested on her left and right shoulders.

"Let's eat peaches." Grandpa washed two peaches and came over to give one to my sister and another to An Luan.

An Luan didn't want to take it at all, she didn't want to eat her favorite peach anymore.

"What's your name?"

My sister smiled and said, "My name is Xuan Xuan." ”

"Xuan Xuan, are you coming to us alone, what about your mother? Didn't she come with you? ”

"Where is my aunt, she pointed the direction here and asked me to come and pick up my little sister."

"Oh. You sit down for a while and I'll go cook, you're hungry, eat and then leave. Grandpa got up and walked away.

An Luan immediately panicked, as if something was missing.

My sister came over and took her hand and held it in her hand, "Little sister, have you been thinking about going home these days, missing me?" I miss you and want to play with you, Peng Peng and Liu Hui came to play with us, and they weren't so happy to see you. ”

An Luan's heart was so bored and uncomfortable, "I, go out, go out, I want to go to the toilet." Her voice was a little hoarse.

An Luan ran out and stood on the road beside her house, and in her obscured eyes she saw and heard the group of friends who were happy together.

An Luan envied them in his heart, envious that they could stay here.

An Luan takes care of them so much, An Luan feels that they are so kind every moment.

"Come and play! If you don't have marbles in your house, take them out and lose them to me. Hahaha! Lose to me. ”