She is a descendant of martyrs, her parents went out on a mission when she was 4 years old and never returned, and her grandparents raised her in middle age.

However, her grandparents were old tea people, and every time they went to other places to collect tea, they would not return home for several months. Xu Ye's family is not short of money, in the early 80s, when materials were originally scarce, Xu Ye relied on the pensions of martyrs' relatives and the money from his grandparents to make tea, and he did not lack food or clothing.

In order for Xiao Xu Ye to be taken care of, grandma gave a sum of money to the neighbor Liu every month, and when it was time for the meal, Sister-in-law Liu would bring a sumptuous meal with a smile, and if the clothes were torn, Sister-in-law Liu would also sew them carefully. But this still can't fill the gap in her childhood memories, she doesn't like to talk, and she doesn't like to play with the friends in the yard, and her peers treat her as a weird child after a long time.

Only her parents' comrades-in-arms will come to care for her every now and then, Xu Ye is very sensible and always shows a very reassuring appearance. After the adults left, she would sit alone behind the curtains, staring out the window with her usual dull eyes, and she waited for her parents the last time they went out on a mission. She looked at the geese in the sky coldly, flocks flew from the south to the north, and then flew from the north to the south, the sun rose and sunset outside the window, and the stars shifted, but the only thing that remained unchanged was that she was alone all year round. She thought that she was the only one in the world who was a lonely goose, and the rest were in pairs or flocks, and at that time, she envied the other geese.

Every time my grandparents came home, it was the busiest days of her life. The room was full of Xu Ye's favorite snacks and flower clothes, his grandfather played chess with his old neighbors, and his grandmother sat under the light knitting sweaters, everything seemed to be no different from other families. Such days pass the fastest, and disappear as soon as the smoke slips away, most of the time, Xu Ye's life is only Sister-in-law Liu who knocks on the door on time and an empty room. Before the weather was windy and rainy, Xu Ye turned on all the lights and covered his head with a quilt until dawn.

To the relief of the elders, Xu Ye's homework has always been among the best, and when she pasted the award certificate of the city's three good students on the wall, Aunt Liu touched her head with satisfaction and said, "Brother Xu and Sister-in-law Xu can rest assured underground." ”

On Xu Ye's tenth birthday, she received a savings card that her grandparents helped her do, and there was already a five-figure deposit in it, but Xu Ye didn't know how to spend it, so she carefully hid the card in the crack of the drawer.

This year, Aunt Liu's family bought a big house and moved away from the familiar military compound, which means that Xu Ye's life is even more lonely, and often after returning home from school, there is no one to talk to. At a young age, she began to learn to chop, wash, cook, and wash dishes. At first, the rice she cooked was either mushy or raw, and the vegetables were always fried and burnt, and she ate it correctly, and this situation lasted for about half a year, and Xu Ye had learned several specialty dishes.

When she went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, the nearby vegetable vendors knew that she was the daughter of a martyr, and out of sympathy, they would always deliberately send more vegetables or charge less money, which came from the warmth of the market.

When the grandparents came back from collecting tea, Xu Ye cooked a table of dishes by himself, and the grandmother wiped her tears and said, "Baby, it's hard for you." Xu Ye smiled nonchalantly, "Grandma, I'm actually pretty good." Xu Ye is really doing well, she gradually likes to live alone, from that time she knew that a person would either fall tragically and be swallowed by boundless loneliness; Or swallow loneliness and grow into your own difference.

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