Hospital.

"Aunt Ann ......"

His vision was a little blurry, and he looked at the frail old man on the bed gently, "I'm here." ”

"Aunt Ann...... I couldn't hold on...... I'm sorry, I can't do what I promised Uncle Jiang. ”

An Xian was a little stunned, and finally smiled at her, "It's okay, Xiaoyue, for the past fifteen years, thank you for accompanying me." ”

When Wang Yue heard this, she seemed to be relieved, and closed her eyes with a smile.

An Xian didn't know how he got out of the ward.

Ai'an and Aixian were crying, but she was beating her spirits, "What are you crying about!" You godmother's funeral, you must arrange it for me! If something goes wrong, see how I clean you up. ”

Ai'an Aixian, who is almost forty years old, hurriedly wiped away her tears and arranged Wang Yue's afterlife.

After Jiang Zhizhou died, Wang Yue moved in with them, and to some extent, Wang Yue was no different from their own mother.

"Mom, are you alright?" Aixian helped her sit down and asked with some concern.

An leisurely shook his head.

She was sad for a while, but she was actually fine.

Wang Yue is over eighty years old, which can be regarded as a long life.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, she has already seen through it.

A month later, Ai Xian took a long vacation, and took her son and An Xian's great-granddaughter to the Jiang family to accompany her.

In the end, it was Anxian who drove them away by himself.

When they left, the room was empty.

She went to the storage room and took out several photo albums.

An Xian wore reading glasses, looking at the photo, tears slowly overflowing from his eyes.

"Mistress, are you sad?"

An Xian said to the family housekeeper who has been with her for more than 40 years and has been escalating: "No, I'm just missing." ”

The housekeeper stopped talking.

It has a high IQ, but it still doesn't understand human emotions.

An Xian looked through and saw that in the evening, Ai'an came to the door with his wife and children.

"Mom, my son has a meal today."

An Xian glanced at him, "You have come to rub rice with a big bag and a small bag, and you really made a profit." ”

Jiang Ai'an smiled, "Eating with my mother, that's not my son's earnings." If you don't look outside, how many people want to eat with you? ”

An Xian was amused by him, and couldn't help but nag: "They are all looking at your father's face, your father was amazing......

Next, Balabala made a pass, all of which were the words of the boat of the river.

Her sons and daughters-in-law, including grandchildren, have listened to it many times, but they are still listening very carefully at this time.

Their father/father-in-law/grandfather has been a legend all his life.

And they are lucky to have a relationship with the legendary him.

"Oops, it's rambling again." An Xian glanced at them fearfully, for fear that they would think she was verbose.

"Where, Mom, we all love to hear it." Daughter-in-law Lin Huaian is a very gentle person.

When Ai'an married her, An Xian said to Jiang Zhizhou worriedly: "Ai'an likes such gentle girls, is it because I'm too fierce that he has a shadow on girls?" ”

Jiang Zhizhou had already adapted to her brain circuit, and at this time he just said, "Who said you were fierce?" ”

An Xian didn't know that in the eyes of her husband and her children, she was a very gentle person.

When the murderer is killed, he is the legendary milk murderer.

It is precisely because of this that the three of them are willing to spoil her.

An Xian was very happy to be coaxed by Lin Huai'an's words.

Lin Huaian looked at the seventy-year-old lady in front of him, and he couldn't hide the envy in his eyes.

She is very envious of her mother-in-law, she has the unlucky experience of crossing over, but she is so lucky.

has a husband who loves her for decades, and children who love her.

When she didn't marry Jiang Ai'an, she told her friends that she was so pitiful.

Isn't that pitiful?

After thirty years, her husband is so much older than her.

The result?

The people who think she is pitiful are probably really pitiful.

During the meal, An Xian said to Ai'an: "Son, in another month, it will be the fifteenth anniversary of your father's death, and you and Ai Xian should not forget it at that time." ”

Ai'an nodded and said softly to her mother, "Okay, Mom, I won't forget." Qingcheng Mountain is ready, and our family can go and live for half a month. ”

An Xian hesitated a little, "Do you want to live for a month?" ”

Lin Huai'an was a little anxious, for fear that Jiang Ai'an would agree.

Their company now has a business plan, and Jiang Ai'an has to follow up personally.

can spare half a month, it is already squeezed and squeezed.

At this time, she felt a little resentful of her mother-in-law, so she didn't know how to care more about her son?

Jiang Ai'an glanced at her at this time, making Lin Huai'an quickly lower his head, aggrieved and scared.

Ai'an didn't care about her, and said with a casual smile at An, "Mom, you live there for half a year every year, what is this half a month." Besides, at this time, it is cool on the mountain, and half a month is the limit. ”

An Xian's face was a little hot, and his son's words seemed to be reluctant to be separated from Jiang Zhizhou.

She gave him a blank look and said, "That, it was your father who gave me a dream, and I had to say that I should go to the mountains to accompany him, and I would go." Not what I wanted to go on my own. ”

Jiang Ai'an just laughs, he loves to laugh very much, and when he doesn't laugh, he is five points like his father.

"Okay, okay, it's my dad who misses you."

An Xian lowered his head and ate obediently, a little annoyed, feeling that he had lost face in front of his son.

The old lady sulked.

Jiang Ai'an coaxed for a long time, and promised her that she could go to Qingcheng Mountain to live for seven months every year, and the old lady was happy.

Lin Huai'an looked at it on the side, and his heart was sour.

I just feel that there is no happier person in this world than an old lady.

The husband died, but the children were still filial.

I have to say that Lin Huai'an is jealous.

After leaving the old lady's house, Jiang Ai'an pulled her, "Let's talk." ”

Lin Huai'an was a little scared, she knew that her attitude towards the old lady just now was very wrong.

But she is human, and if she is human, she will have times when she can't help it.

"You-"

"I was wrong." Lin Huaian looked at Jiang Ai'an sincerely, "I shouldn't look at my mother like that!" ”

Jiang Ai'an: "......"

After Lin Huai'an finished speaking, he felt comfortable.

She felt she was right.

After all, it is a good thing that her husband is filial to her mother, and secondly, her mother-in-law has not been easy in her life, and she has never been tortured by her.

The more she thought about it, the more she blamed herself, "I'm sorry, I just didn't know much about my brain at that time." ”

How can she only think about herself, forgetting how much her mother-in-law and father-in-law love each other.

My mother-in-law wants to get along with my father-in-law more, why do I think she is wrong?

She felt the urge to cry because of shame.

"I don't blame you." Jiang Ai'an sighed and hugged Lin Huai'an, "I just wanted to explain to you, Huai'an, we have been together for more than ten years, what kind of person you are, will I not know?" ”

Lin Huaian raised her head and looked at her husband in surprise.

In fact, being able to marry Jiang Ai'an, Lin Huai'an is inferior.

She is just a small employee of Jiang Ai'an's company, and she likes Jiang Ai'an silently, but she doesn't know why Jiang Ai'an confesses to her.

She was so confused, happy and careful for a long time.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Ai'an blamed herself even more, "Just now my mother pulled me aside and said something. Those words are mainly related to you, I'm sorry, I didn't know I had ignored you for so many years. ”

Lin Huai'an was stunned and couldn't help crying, "Mother-in-law, she ......"

In fact, she didn't have a few contacts with An Xian, not once.

It was only because her husband respected her and her children loved her that she learned.

In essence, Lin Huai'an is a paying character.

But she didn't expect her mother-in-law to ......

She looked at the clear sky in the distance and said to Jiang Ai'an: "Ai'an, let's come back to see Mom more in the future." ”

"yes, okay." Jiang Ai'an hugged his wife, and remembered what his father had said to him after showing her a photo record of her mother when she was pregnant.

- Jiang Ai'an, you have to know the greatness of you/mother, she has suffered a lot of grievances for you.

Obviously when he was a few years old, Jiang Ai'an still remembers it.

He glanced down at his wife, who was no longer young in his arms, and smiled slightly.

His wife also suffered a lot for him as a child.

- Dad, I will take care of my mother, take care of my wife, take care of my children, and be a child who makes you proud.

*

After the son's family left, An Xian turned on the TV and watched "Roman Holiday".

In my mind, I remembered the scene when I got along with Jiang Zhizhou, and I only felt that my nose was very sore.

"Mistress, you're upset." This time, the housekeeper said with certainty.

An Xian didn't say no sad this time, she said: "Yes, I'm sad, I'm very sad, I miss him." ”

"I've only been alone for fifteen years now, and I can't stand it anymore. And he, waited for me for thirty years. ”

Instead of crying, she laughed, "I will live well and settle the thirty years, and I will not owe him anything in the future." ”

The housekeeper, "Don't you love the male host after paying it off?" ”

The housekeeper doesn't understand what love is, and this sentence is just a very simple doubt.

An Xian pursed his lips and smiled, but did not answer.

She didn't turn off the TV, but just looked at the photo album she had watched once before.

Each one is a memory that belongs to her and Jiang Zhizhou.

She remembered an old cell phone she had stumbled upon when she was thirty-five years old.

Strangely, the phone is at least 30 years old, but its owner still charges it.

She couldn't hold back, turned on her phone, and ...... Password required.

She was a little angry, there was only one family at home, and two little children who were just over four years old, who was this password for?

She couldn't hold back, snorted coldly, and casually used her birthday ...... Unraveled!

Hee-hee.

An Xian was instantly happy.

After opening it, she found that there were few functions in the phone, and she opened the album without hesitation.

Then I found that the album was full of her photos.

"Xiaoxian, you ......"

An Xian turned around, pulled Jiang Zhizhou, dragged him to the side of the bed, pushed him down on the bed, pressed on her and asked about the mobile phone.

"It's been a few years, this phone."

Jiang Zhizhou blinked, "You bought it for me." ”

An Xian: "......" her eyes fluttered, a little weak, "In this way, I said why is this mobile phone so familiar." ”

Jiang Zhizhou laughed, his voice was a little hoarse, but it was not unpleasant.

An Xian lay down to the side, side by side with Jiang Zhizhou, "That, how many photos are there here?" ”

Jiang Zhizhou was silent for a while, "More than two thousand." ”

"Concrete numbers."

Jiang Zhizhou was helpless, sat up, leaned on the head of the bed, and hugged her into his arms, "Two thousand one hundred and fifty-one, of which one thousand two hundred and twenty-two were taken secretly by me, and there are twenty-five photos of us after marriage." I've taken the rest for you in two years. ”

Listening to him say this, for some reason, his nose was sour, a little uncomfortable, but he could only say, "It's worthy of Professor Jiang." ”

Jiang Zhizhou didn't seem to notice that her mood was wrong, took the phone, pointed to one of the photos and said.

"This is a photo of you sitting in a bubble tea shop drinking milk tea, I remember when I took it, you found out, and you still told me ......" Saying, Jiang Zhizhou chuckled lightly and said with a smile, "Hey, boy, what are you doing with candid photography, this big beauty is taking pictures for you openly." ”

Leisure: ≡ ̄_ ̄≡

No, she didn't believe it, how could she have such a two-to-two time.

Wrong!

"Isn't the point that you have a crush on me??? When we met at the school gate, wasn't it the first time we met? ”

Jiang Zhizhou smiled but did not speak.

Of course not.

*

The old lady pointed to a photo, as if talking to herself, as if she was talking to someone, "This photo is taken by Ai'an, when Ai Xian was six years old, when you secretly took me to the game city." ”

"Ah, I was thirty-seven at the time, why did I still look so beautiful? Of course, my natural beauty is the most important reason, and your good photography skills are also a reason for it. ”

……

"And this one, when Ai'an Aixian was eight years old, he liked to watch anime, you specially bought a ticket, and the family went to the comic convention."

"You play the role of a powerful and gentle duke of the Blood, and I am a beautiful and simple human girl imprisoned by the duke. Ai'an Ai Xian is a small blood clan that plays soy sauce. ”

Speaking of this, the old lady couldn't help laughing, "Thinking about it like this, I always feel a little weak-hearted, you obviously treat your son and daughter as grass and me as a daughter." ”

……

"There is also this photo, Ai'an Ai is an adult, one was admitted to Mizuki, and the other was admitted to Beijing University."

"As a bonus, we gave them a suite for each person, and you rebuilt a cloakroom for me by the way."

"This photo was taken in the cloakroom, but you really don't have any talent in decoration, the cloakroom design is too high, and it's not easy to hang up the clothes."

……

An Xian was silent, she felt that her heart was sweet, but she always wanted to cry.

She walked over to the cloakroom, which was full of clothes that belonged to her.

Even if many of them are outdated, and because they are too bright, they are not suitable for an old lady like her, but she is not willing to throw them away.

"How willing to give it up, you bought it for me."

Man's birth is parting, and man's death is reunion.

She can't get together with her lover anymore, and now the time she lives alone is a gift of love.

An Xian did not forget that she was not "An Xian", but she was so grateful to "An Xian" that she had this period of life.

Perhaps the floods, the fires, and the more advanced technology will wipe out all the traces of her and his existence, and all of them will be burned in the long river of time.

She also feels that in this life, she is satisfied.

……

Fifteen years later, lying on the hospital bed, Anxian was breathing hard.

[World 22 has been repaired——]

【Reward the main terminal manufacturing technology of the world】

A strange and familiar voice sounded in his ears, and An Xian's warm eyes became condensed.

[Rubik's Cube Rotation——]

[Coming soon to the 17th world-]

She felt her soul drift out of her body.

For some reason, she controlled her body and floated out of the ward, looking at the children and grandchildren who were crying sincerely, the corners of her lips suddenly rose, and there was a trace of warmth in her eyes, even if it was not enough to dispel the cold.

But, in the end, there is something to be gained.

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