132 likes to sprout quietly
In the blink of an eye, it was the third day of junior high school.
During the winter vacation, my grandfather came to my house for the New Year and carried two small pear trees.
It took him hours to get the hoes up and down in my backyard.
Looking at the planted pear tree, he advised: "Remember to ask your mother to water it on time, this pear tree will be three years old, haha, then you can pull the rope in this backyard to dry clothes." ”
I nodded, looked at the pear tree about the same height as me, and looked forward in my heart, little tree, grow taller and grow taller, I will hang a rope on your branch and swing.
The weather in spring is often sunny and the breeze is not dry, except for the morning when the weather is a little cold, the rest of the time is very comfortable.
Last week, an unexpected incident happened, my grandfather came to Lingnan Middle School to see me with a bag of fruit and crutches.
At that time, I was shocked, an old man in his seventies and eighties, walking swayingly, carrying such a heavy fruit for more than ten miles of mountain roads, how tiring it was.
And he didn't have a cell phone, there was no contact between us, and I couldn't imagine how many passers-by he asked to find me in this classroom.
I only knew that a girl in the class smiled and said to me: "Ling Yue, just now an old grandfather asked me if I knew Ling Yue when he saw someone, and he said it was your grandfather, do you want to take a look?" ”
"Huh? My grandfather, oh my God, where is he? "I was ecstatic and chased him all over the campus.
Old man He is really old, and his body is not good, the weather is too cold and hot, and he is prone to illness.
With trembling hands, he handed me the fruit and said with a smile, "I can be regarded as finding my granddaughter." ”
"Grandpa, why are you here?" I took the fruit from his hand, sprinkled it with a smile, and asked.
"Of course I miss you, I'll take a bus from here to see your mother." He wiped his sweat and said.
The two of them talked for a while in the shade of the tree, chatted about family life, and at the end, I handed him the soft banana, bought him a few bottles of mineral water, and sent him to the car.
When people are old, they are lonely, their children are not around, their children are older and they become a family, how should their parents' generation work or how to work, not at all because of raising a few children, life is simpler and happier.
It's just that I didn't know it at the time, and this was the last time I saw him.
During a big recess, the head teacher called me to the back of the classroom, he looked at me seriously, and whispered: "Your mother just called me and said that your grandfather left last night, and you don't have to go to today's class, your parents have asked you for a few days off, and your father will come to pick you up later, don't be too sad, mourn." ”
From the moment I heard the word "gone", I felt my head blow up and I didn't know what was going on. I couldn't hear what he said later, it really seemed to be rumbling.
I stood stunned and asked like a fool, "What did you say?" Say it again? ”
My grandfather, who came to see me last week, suddenly came to ...... this Thursday Is there no more?
It's not April Fool's Day, but I can't believe what he said.
"Hey, birth, old age, sickness and death, mourning by the way." The boss sighed and said.
I turned around in astonishment, and there was a blur in front of me, and I don't know when the tears came down.
"Bang Bang" fell down.
I didn't sob, I just couldn't stop crying. Back in my seat, I lay on my stomach on the table, muffled, and cried quietly.
There was a lot of discussion among the classmates around me, and they were all curious about what was wrong with me. Suddenly, I felt a hand poking me in the back.
I couldn't open my swollen eyes, wiped my tears with the back of my hand, looked up, and didn't see who it was.
I found that there was an extra folded piece of paper next to my elbow.
When I opened it, the familiar font came into view: "What's wrong with you?" You okay? ”
It turned out to be a note stuffed by Duan Chenrui, so didn't the other students see it just now? For a while, some strange feelings came to my heart.
I picked up my pen and wrote down a sentence: "My grandfather left yesterday and I'm sad." When I was a child, I was brought up by him......"
Taking advantage of the fact that others were not looking, I turned around and threw the note to him.
After a while, the note came to my hand again, and it was still in a familiar font, looking very reassuring, and it read: "By the way, although I don't know how to comfort you, but the first time I saw you crying, I was really sad."
I'll take notes for you to keep when I go back, you helped me a lot at the beginning, and I thought about seeing if I could help you. ”
These words are really not comforting, but at this moment, I was a little moved.
But the emotions are still very out of control, and all that lingers is that my grandfather handed me the apple, a mouth with only a few teeth, grinning so big, eyes narrowed into a slit, and under the sun, this picture is forever fixed there.
"Ling Yue, your father just called me and was waiting for you at the school gate, let's go."
The old class stood at the door and shouted at me.
In a panic, I casually packed up a few books and walked out of the classroom.
Passing by the place where my grandfather stood last week, the tears finally flowed more unbridledly.
Life is impermanent, and we never know which goodbye is true and never added again.
Seeing the vicissitudes of my father's appearance, it is estimated that he didn't sleep well last night.
I tried to squeeze out a smile, walked up to him, and shouted, "Dad, I'm coming." ”
He took the schoolbag in my hand, tied it to the motorcycle, and said, "When I see your mother later, remember to comfort and comfort her more, crying is almost gone." ”
My mom is crying like no one anymore?
yes, she doesn't have a dad anymore.
Thinking about it like this, I couldn't help crying again. Hurriedly wiping away tears, I got on the motorcycle.
The more chaotic it is, the more chaos it is, I can't add to the chaos, I want to be strong, I can't cry, my mother needs me.
But I, after seeing the scenery along the way, the tears were dried by the wind and flowed out, which was worse than trachoma.
The main thing is to endure not crying, and my heart is blocked, like a long wooden plug blocking the place where I can breathe, so I hold it back, and vent all my sad emotions at once.
Maybe it was because the pressure of the high school entrance examination was too great, and I encountered such a sad thing, so I lost control of my emotions.
But the more I deceive myself like this, the more I can't deceive myself.
I wasn't mentally prepared, really, I didn't know how to face that cold old man, and that emaciated mother.
I haven't grown up yet, and I can't really understand responsibility and life and death.
I can only look at the appearance of adults, mimicking happy or sad emotions.
But today's incident is really uncomfortable, the first time I experienced it, I don't want to experience it again. The heart hurts so much that I can't breathe, it turns out that this sentence is not a deceptive joke, it really has this kind of pain that is close to suffocation.
I haven't grown up yet, and I haven't been able to honor you properly, so heaven and man are separated forever.
I hope that my grandfather will not get sick in your days in heaven, and you will not have to take injections and medicines, nor do you have to cut down trees and farm fields, and you can live without worry and fatigue at all.
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