Qian Fengying left with her child, Wu Qingmei was the most reluctant, but what made her happy was that the old lady changed her mind and decided not to go to S City.

Meng Youyou thought about this result, but when she said those words at that time, she only felt that it should be unlikely, so she didn't have any hope at all, but she didn't think that there would be unexpected surprises.

"There are 9,500 yuan in it, and there are also those ancient books and calligraphy and paintings that I sorted out, and you have donated them for me when I turn around, and as for where to donate, you can do it," the old lady took out an envelope from her pocket, pointed to a large pile of books next to her, and said.

"Donate? What are you donating for? Before Meng Youyou could speak, Wu Qingmei was surprised first, "These things are your lifeblood, donate them like this, are you really willing to do it?" ”

"What's there to be reluctant to give?" The old lady smiled silently, "These things didn't belong to me originally, but they came into my hands by chance, and after so many years, I was fortunate enough to have the opportunity to look through them." ”

She knew that if she sold these things, she would definitely make a lot of money, but she had lived to this age, and the amount of money and the amount of money did not seem to matter so much to her.

"Just donate the money to the student aid activity you started for me, I see that you have recently advocated for the importance of women's education, I think it's very good, and it can be regarded as a part of what I can contribute," the old lady turned her head to look at Meng Youyou and said with a smile.

"In addition, after I die, there is no need to do any funeral for me, everything is simple, just a few of you come to my grave to pay respects," the old lady said and patted her head in annoyance, "Look at my memory, I'm afraid it's inconvenient for you to be pregnant, just take a look." ”

Wu Qingmei didn't want to hear these words, so she hurriedly said, "Look at you, this old lady, you are really becoming more and more taboo, what are you talking about?" ”

She always felt that this was entrusting the future, so she didn't want the old lady to say this, "Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to eat hand-rolled noodles?" I'm going to do it for you. ”

Wu Qingmei said that she was about to go out, and Meng Youyou also followed, but was stopped, "Your mother is a kind woman, she really loves you two sisters, and you must be filial to your mother in the future." ”

Meng Youyou frowned and responded, "Don't worry, we will definitely do it." ”

"Let's go out, let Qingmei make the noodles and bring them to the courtyard, I'll eat there," the old lady said with a wave of her hand.

Meng Youyou glanced at the old lady several times and wanted to say something more, but when she saw her get up and go inside, she could only turn around and walk out.

Not only Wu Qingmei felt strange, but Meng Youyou was the same, the money from the sale of the house was now used according to the old lady's spending in the past few years, and almost all the rest was taken out, she looked at the envelope in her hand, turned around and took a step back, but paused again.

Since she is still talking about eating hand-rolled noodles, it should be fine, Meng Youyou walked out of the yard with a trace of worry, but she didn't expect that what she was afraid of still appeared.

Wu Qingmei finished the noodles, first served a bowl to Meng Youyou, and then went to the courtyard next to her with the dishes and chopsticks, but no one came out, and seeing that the noodles were about to be lumped, she approached the door and shouted twice.

After waiting for a minute or two, there was no movement inside, so she could only knock on the door again, but there was still no sound, Wu Qingmei intuitively felt that something was wrong, pushed open the door and walked directly inside, looking at the person lying on the bed, she had a faint guess in her heart.

None of them thought about the old lady's death, and even Wu Fusheng and Wang Feizhi couldn't believe it when they heard Wu Qingmei's cry and ran over.

It's obviously someone who met and said hello in the morning, why don't you say it's gone?

Meng Youyou was stopped by Wang Feizhi outside the second gate, and Wu Qingmei came out with her, looking at her crying and unable to speak, she could only try her best to comfort.

"Mom, the old lady must have expected this for a long time, so she took us all away, for her, maybe she has been looking forward to this day for a long time, let's not be too sad," Meng Youyou didn't know what to say, so he could only say.

The relatives around her have left, leaving the old lady alone to live in this world, every day can do, willing to do only lying on the recliner, while basking in the sun, while remembering the deceased person, such days, day after day repeated, it is too bitter, so you can leave, maybe this is also the old lady's last wish.

"Yoyo, here's a letter," Wang Feizhi came out of the room, holding a piece of paper, her eyes clearly crying.

He has lived for most of his life, and Wang Feizhi has never seen anyone who can clean himself up, put on clean clothes and lie on the bed to die, his eyebrows are peaceful, his face is calm, as if he is specially welcoming death.

She thought that the old lady just didn't like to talk to people on weekdays and was not good at dealing with people, but she didn't want to just have nothing to say, because the people she wanted to listen to were no longer there, Wang Feizhi thought of this, and tears fell again.

Meng Youyou took it, unfolded it and took a look, and the tears flowed down uncontrollably, but when she saw Wu Qingmei watching from the side, she read in a choked voice.

"Comrade Meng Youyou, there is no need for a funeral after my death, everything is simple, but I need to be buried with my relatives, and I attach the specific address at the end of the letter."

"Life for decades, there is not much joy, but the grief is too much, death is also a relief, I have been looking forward to it for a long time, please tell Qingmei on my behalf, no need to feel sorry for me, crying is enough."

In just a few words, but it has exhausted a life of loneliness and helplessness, perhaps God is not enough to care, to be able to come to the world, has exhausted all luck, so a person is lonely and old, I really don't know if this is being punished.

"But she said she wanted to eat hand-rolled noodles, but she still didn't eat it......" Wu Qingmei covered her face and cried bitterly, "If I made it for her yesterday, it would be fine......"

Even if it wasn't yesterday, even if it was this morning, if she came to the store and thought that she would make the noodles for the old lady first, then at least she could eat a bite before leaving, Wu Qingmei was full of regret in her heart.

"How do we know about this kind of thing...... Wang Feizhi's tears couldn't be stopped, but he still held Wu Qingmei in his arms, "You are good to the old lady, she knows it, otherwise how can she tell you not to feel sorry for her?" ”

The old lady said that Wu Qingmei was a kind person, so why shouldn't she herself, if she didn't have a thought in her heart, she wouldn't be at ease with the living.