Chapter 297: Family Immortal 7

Finally, one time, my mother couldn't help it, and she stopped at the door early one morning. Don't let Daddy out.

"Grandpa, why do you like other people's children and don't like me?" Mom stood on the high threshold and questioned Daddy.

Grandpa hugged Xiaomi, bent down, and said to the young granddaughter with a smile: "Hey, how can you say that? Of course grandpa likes you, you are grandpa's heart! She's not like you, and grandpa likes her. It's another kind of like. You'll find out later. ”

"Liar! Like is like, what is another kind of like! "Mom couldn't understand what Daddy was saying and thought Daddy was lying to her. She spread out her hands, but they weren't long enough to reach the door frame on one side and some distance on the other.

Grandpa quickly slipped out of the gap that Mom couldn't hold.

Mom looked at her father's back in the distance, and tears rolled down her eyes with anger.

But when my father came back, he found my mother and grimaced and said, "Are you still angry with me?" ”

Mom ignored him.

He patted his pocket and said, "Come and see what I have in my pocket?" ”

Seeing that his pockets were much bulging than usual, his mother reached out to touch his father's pocket, and when he touched it, he touched a few hard things wrapped in plastic paper. Mom smiled. She knew that it was a very rare candy at that time. At that time, candy could only be eaten a little during the New Year, and ordinary people would not buy these things.

Mom touched the candy in his pocket, then peeled one open and put it in his mouth, and a sweet taste spread in his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Daddy asked.

"Delicious!"

"Are you still angry with grandpa?"

"Don't be angry!"

"Hahahaha!" Grandpa happily lifted my mother up and lifted it very high.

My mother later recalled that in that era of material scarcity, it was very difficult to get candy on ordinary days, and I don't know where my grandfather got those sweets to comfort her at that time. Grandpa must have spent a lot of effort and thought to get these things.

After I was born, every time I returned to Thrush Village, my uncle lifted me up and lifted me very high. My mother said that my uncle was like my grandfather, and I was like her.

When I grew up, the people in Thrush Village said that I was a bit like my grandfather.

Time is like a cycle. Watch the scroll go by, but it never seems to change.

In the days when my father picked up and dropped off millet, my mother often got sweet sweets. While taking care of Xiaomi, Grandpa also has to take care of his little granddaughter's feelings.

Zhu Yuzi was very idle during that time, except for a cigarette with his grandfather every day, he disappeared without a trace, and he didn't know where to go. When there was a rat plague in other people's houses, my grandfather's house never had a rat plague. Formation of liver skills.

After picking up and dropping off for a long time, Yan Yulan had objections. She didn't say it herself, and asked Feng Junjia to tell her father that there was nothing abnormal in Xiaomi during this period of time, and she would see if she could pick it up like this in the future. After all, Xiaomi is their daughter≀ and when she was taken over by her grandfather like this, it is inevitable that some people will say a lot of rumors.

Dad asked, "What do you say?" ”

Feng Junjia said embarrassedly: "What do you say Xiaomi is actually your daughter or something......

"What a bastard!" Daddy said angrily.

"Actually...... Yan Yulan herself is unwilling, she misses her daughter too much, she often has nightmares at night, dreaming that millet came to knock on the door to find her, saying that she was unwilling to spend the night in Thrush Village. Feng Junjia said.

"And what's going on?" Daddy was surprised. Others talk nonsense, there is no way, and they can't stop people's mouths. But Yan Yulan dreamed that Millet said that she was unwilling to spend the night in Thrush Village, which surprised her father very much. Some dreams are meaningless, while others may be dreams. Grandpa thought to himself, could it be that Millet was tired of running between Thrush Village and here like this, and said such things?

So, Grandpa asked Feng Junjia: "Can you tell me the details of her dreams?" ”

Feng Junjia said that just a few days ago, Yan Yulan suddenly couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams. She often hears movement in the house at night and hears the sound of millet. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Xiaomi standing beside her bed, looking at her with a pair of bright black eyes. She saw that Millet was a few years older than her daughter, but even in a daze, she clearly felt that the person standing by the bed was her daughter Millet.

When Millet saw her wake up, she muttered, "Mom, I don't want to spend the night in Thrush Village, I'm coming back." ”

Yan Yulan's heart was suddenly very sour, and she cried so much that tears flowed out.

Feng Junjia woke up when he heard Yan Yulan's cry, and hurriedly asked if he had dreamed of something.

Yan Yulan said: "I dreamed of millet, she was standing here, saying that she was going to come back for the night, and she didn't want to be in Thrush Village." I guess she's recognized, right? Otherwise, let's talk to Ma Xiucai and tell him not to take Xiaomi away again, right? ”

Feng Junjia comforted: "It's just a dream, Ma Xiucai wants to bring Millet to Thrush Village, naturally he has his reasons." He calmed Yan Yulan and calmed down, and then continued to sleep.

Feng Junjia thought that this was over, but he didn't expect that in the next few days, Yan Yulan woke up every night and cried when she woke up. She even cried, "It's not a dream! It's the soul of millet that has come home! She begged me not to let Ma Xiucai take her away, she wanted to stay at home! ”

"You just miss your daughter too much, it's all a dream." Feng Junjia comforted.

Yan Yulan shook her head and said, "I can't tell if it's a dream or a reality!" I could see her clearly, I could feel her! It's so true! Maybe it's really her soul coming! ”

Feng Junjia said: "How could her soul run back? I guess it's your hallucination. Because of the previous incident with Liang Shangxian, Feng Junjia thought that his wife still had a shadow in her heart.

Yan Yulan cried and said, "Anyway, you can talk to Ma Xiucai, don't take Xiaomi away again." She's the meat that fell from my body, you don't know the bitter ...... of being a mother."

"But ......," Feng Junjia was embarrassed, "not to mention how much Ma Xiucai paid for Xiaomi when you were pregnant, will it hurt his heart to say this." Even if Xiaomi stays at home, we may not be able to protect her! I almost let Xiaomi go home last time, did you forget? ”

Yan Yulan almost collapsed, grabbed Feng Junjia's clothes and cried: "Why don't I know these truths? But my heart is like a knife now...... She's my child, but she can't stay with me......"

Feng Junjia was chilled by her, so he had to compromise: "Okay, okay, when Ma Xiu comes, I'll find a chance to tell him." ”

After listening to Feng Junjia, Grandpa already understood seven or eight points in his heart. This must be Xiaomi's boldness. She deliberately came here secretly at night, so that Yan Yulan couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams, made Yan Yulan collapse, and let Yan Yulan force her grandfather to stay here, and she had a chance. Grandpa remembers the hateful look in her eyes when she left Xiaomi's body for the last time. Maybe then she knew that her grandfather was going to expel her, and she knew that she couldn't resist, so she temporarily backed down and waited for an opportunity to retaliate later.

Grandpa didn't tell Feng Junjia and Yan Yulan about driving away Xiaomi's soul and moving it into Xiaomi's soul, so Yan Yulan thought that it was Xiaomi's soul that came to the house. She didn't know that it was just Xiaomi's spirit. Grandpa is not good at explaining the situation, and it is not good to refuse Yan Yulan directly, after thinking about it, he is in a dilemma. After all, Xiaomi is now their child, and Grandpa himself has no identity or reason to keep Xiaomi by his side.

Feng Junjia saw that his father was silent for a long time, thinking that his father was angry, so he changed his tone and said: "Ma Xiucai, I don't mean anything else, it's just that the child's mother can't stand it." Or you might as well take her at night and send her over during the day. ”

"It's not a long-term solution." Grandpa sighed and said, "Since this is the case, then it will be as Yan Yulan's wish." But I'll have to stay at your house for a few days, and stay near the millet. ”

Feng Junjia immediately replied, "That's no problem!" ”

But my father knew in his heart that picking up and dropping off was not a long-term solution, and borrowing here was not a long-term solution. In case Xiaomi's spirit doesn't appear during this time, it doesn't look like he lives here, not to mention that there is still Shang Ruoran at home who will point fingers. But at the moment, there is no other choice but to do so.

Sure enough, after Xiaomi spent the night at Feng Junjia's house, for several days, Yan Yulan did not have that dream that seemed to be real and illusory.

Xiaomi's spirit is very clever. She knew that her grandfather was still guarding Feng Junjia's house, and she couldn't come out immediately to retaliate.