Uncle and Wang Daochang were startled by such a roar, and the two of them bounced away at the same time. When the uncle looked back, it turned out to be Jiang Qiao, and the words of scolding his mother came to his lips, and he swallowed it alive.

"Little Joe, why are you here?"

"Miss Jiang, why are you here?"

"Do you know Little Joe?"

"Do you know Miss Jiang?"

Uncle and Wang Daochang said in unison, the two glanced at each other, and then looked at Jiang Qiao.

Jiang Qiao stared at his uncle with his eyes, and asked word by word: "Uncle, grandma is not dead yet, how can you do this, my mother?" Where's my mom? ”

Uncle panicked and avoided Jiang Qiao's eyes, and said hesitantly: "Grandma is dying, so I prepared first." Let's go home first, and then we'll talk about it. ”

"Where's my mom?" Jiang Qiao didn't give up, and asked tightly.

"Xiao Qiao, don't get excited, Sister, Sister, she went up the mountain to collect medicine and fell down the mountain, and no one has been found yet." Uncle took Jiang Qiao's hand and said hesitantly.

"Liar, how could my mother go up to the mountain to collect medicine, she can't even recognize all the vegetables in the vegetable market, and she called me that day and said that she was going to come back, and it was impossible for her to go to the mountain to collect medicine." Jiang Qiao spoke, tears gathered in her eyes, she inhaled hard, held back her tears, pursed her lips tightly, took out her mobile phone and said, "Is it not, is it that my mother found out that you are going to give up grandma." So, so you quarreled, and then ... And then what did you do ... If you don't say anything more, I'm going to call the police. ”

The more Jiang Qiao spoke, the more scared he became, and in just a few seconds, he made up a thriller movie on his own.

"You kid, what are you talking nonsense, she's my sister, what can I do? Uncle, I was really afraid that you would worry, so I didn't tell you the truth. Uncle feigned anger, waved his big thick hand, and slapped Jiang Qiao lightly on the back of the head.

"That day, Sister Ah did say that she was going back. Later, I didn't know what was wrong, I insisted on going up the mountain and said I was looking for something, and I was busy with other things, and I never saw her and thought she would come back by herself and go home. I saw her luggage still there this morning, and I realized that she had never come back from the mountains. ”

"But..." Jiang Qiao was about to ask something, but was interrupted by his uncle's words.

"Oh, don't do it, let's go home first, Wang Daochang is still standing and waiting." The uncle was about to walk to the village with Wang Daochang, and when he saw Jiang Li walking over with his luggage slowly, he asked Jiang Qiao, "Who is that, your object?" ”

"Mr. Jiang? You're here too? Wang Daochang turned his head to look, oh my mother, I met my peers, and my eyes were immediately full of vigilance, is this the rhythm of grabbing jobs? Wang Daochang's daughter looked at Jiang Li and Jiang Qiao, but did not speak, and raised her eyebrows to say hello.

Where did Jiang Li know the os in Wang Daochang's heart, he smiled habitually and nodded, but did not speak, but his actions were even more suspicious in Wang Daochang's eyes.

Jiang Qiao thought about it, and he couldn't say it clearly on the way, so he said thank you to Ah Le, and then carried his luggage and walked to his uncle's house together.

When he arrived at home, his uncle asked Wang Daochang and his daughter to sit in the foyer for a while, and then asked Jiang Li to arrange Jiang Li's room, and then directly took Jiang Qiao to visit his grandmother who was in a coma.

As soon as she entered her grandmother's house, Jiang Qiao felt goosebumps all over her body, and a strange feeling crawled all over her body, making her shiver. It was obviously a west-facing room, but now it was the time of the sunshine in the West House, and there was an afterglow of sunset in the house, but Jiang Qiao couldn't feel any warmth.

Jiang Qiao looked at the room, it was still the same as in his memory, neat and clean, a large wardrobe, a table, and a portrait of his grandfather was still on the table, and his grandmother was lying on the bed by the window. Jiang Qiao called out to her grandmother and walked over slowly.

As soon as she saw her grandmother on the bed, Jiang Qiao's eyes immediately turned red, and she immediately understood why her uncle was looking for a cemetery.

The grandmother on the bed had obviously reached the time when the oil had run out, and the impression of the grandmother's kind and kind face was now sunken to the point that it was not human, and the blue skin tightly wrapped the shriveled and thin body, as if she could lift the small body with one hand. The eyes that were originally full of love were tightly closed, and there was no blood on the lips, if it weren't for the faint invisible breath of her grandmother, Jiang Qiao would have mistakenly thought that her grandmother had gone.

"Your grandmother has her last breath left, she must miss your cousin, she is abroad, it seems that she can't come back to see her grandmother for the last time." The uncle was behind him, and his voice was a little choked.

"Grandma's condition is so serious, why didn't she go to the hospital, why didn't my mother tell me, and uncle, you didn't inform me, I almost didn't see her for the last time." Jiang Qiao couldn't stop crying as he spoke.

Although Jiang Qiao has only seen her grandmother once since she was a child, her mother often tells her about her grandmother, this old woman, who has dedicated her life to her children and this village, as the wife of the previous village chief, her grandmother treats every villager as her own family.

It seems that it is understandable for my uncle to find a cemetery in advance, and it is only a matter of the past few days to see my grandmother's appearance, Jiang Qiao walked to her grandmother's bed, touched her wrinkled cheeks with her hand, tucked the quilt up, and put her grandmother's exposed arms like dead branches outside the quilt into the quilt.

Jiang Qiao turned around and apologized to his uncle embarrassedly, and his uncle waved his hand, patted her on the back of the head and said, "Alas, it's all because my uncle found out late, and it was delayed just to pick up Wang Daochang, I have already asked people to find it, and there should be news soon." You go back to your room and rest. ”

Jiang Qiao nodded obediently, and glanced back, her grandmother, who was still in a coma, followed her uncle to the room where she was staying, and Jiang Li lived next door.

Jiang Qiao waited until his uncle left, and hurriedly flashed to Jiang Li's room. Jiang Li didn't lock the door, he was sitting on the bed looking at the room, and when he saw Jiang Qiao's eyes were red, he rushed in with a nervous expression, and asked, "Why are you here, don't spend more time with grandma?" ”

"Grandma is really dying, but I found something, I found this in my grandmother's hands!" Jiang Qiao mysteriously took a hand out of her pocket, she opened it, and a white hair lay in her palm.

"This hair is so long, it can't be my grandmother's. This hair is still attached to the scalp, you see, this scalp hair still seems to be very fresh, as if it has just been ripped off by her, but she has been in a coma for so long, how can her hands still grasp things. ”

Jiang Qiao frowned, and took the white hair in her hand to Jiang Li, the white hair was still shiny, she compared the length, and was surprised to find that the owner of this hair was at least knee-length.

Jiang Li ignored the hair, held Jiang Qiao's shoulders with both hands, and pressed her face without saying anything, Jiang Qiao's heart was beating so fast that his first reaction was to close his eyes.

What am I doing?

Why do you close your eyes?

Within a few minutes of closing his eyes, Jiang Qiao was shocked that something was wrong, and immediately opened his eyes, and the two fists were ready, just waiting to press Jiang Li's face. Unexpectedly, Jiang Li had already straightened up and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Extremely embarrassing.

Jiang Qiao felt red from her head to her toenails, if there was a box at the scene, no matter how small it was, she could stuff herself into it and never come out to meet anyone again.

Fortunately, Jiang Li didn't seem to see anything abnormal, and asked with a solemn face, "Where have you been?" Why did you come back with such a heavy ghostly anger? ”