"Can Mom really hear what I'm talking to her?"

On the way back, Nuan Nuan still kept asking, worried that her father was lying to her again.

"Of course it's true, didn't you see the burning paper embers being swept into the sky by the wind? That is to transmit your thoughts about her, your voice, to heaven. Song Ci lowered his head and patiently explained.

"It's the same as making a phone call?" Nuan Nuan asked innocently.

"Yes, it's the same as making a phone call."

"Then why can't I hear her?" Nuan Nuan asked again.

"Uh......" Song Ci didn't know how to explain it for a while.

"Is it because the phone is broken?" Nuan Nuan asked innocently again.

This time, Song Ci did not answer this question, but bent down to pick her up, but was pushed away by Nuan Nuan's little hand.

"I'm going on my own, I'm already a big kid." She said.

Then he let go of Song Ci's hand and walked forward alone.

"It must be a broken phone that I can't hear it."

She answered her own questions.

"Nuan Nuan~" Song Ci shouted.

"What's wrong?" Nuan Nuan turned around and asked with some puzzlement.

Only then did Song Ci notice that she was pulling a dog's tail grass on the side of the road.

"It's nothing, I just want to say, do you want me to help you get it down?"

"Okay." I was feeling the hard work of Nuan Nuan with a happy face.

Song Ci stepped forward and easily pulled up the dog's tail grass by the roots.

Because it was about to enter winter, the dogtail grass was already full of withered yellow, but Nuan Nuan caught it in her hand, her face was still full of happiness, and she kept sweeping around Song Ci's legs, saying that she wanted to tickle him.

Seeing her so happy, Song Ci couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As soon as Song Ci came down from the thatched mountain, he met Song Haitao who came up the mountain, he still had a cigarette in his mouth, swallowing clouds and spitting fog along the way.

"Haitao ......"

Song Ci hurriedly greeted, a little delighted, but also a little rusty.

"Little words?" Seeing Song Ci, Song Haitao was also a little surprised.

Song Ci looked at the paper money he was carrying, and said with some confusion: "Who are you?" ”

"I'll go out to work tomorrow, I'll go up the mountain and burn some paper for my milk." Song Haitao was disapproving.

"Your milk?" Song Ci was a little surprised when he heard this.

"Well, I fell half a month ago, and I didn't carry it." Song Haitao took a deep puff of his cigarette and spit out a circle in the air.

"Hug ...... Sorry......"

Song Ci's voice was a little stiff, he didn't know about it at all, and no one had told him about it at all.

Song Haitao, like Song Ci, is a left-behind child, raised by his grandparents since he was a child, but his grandfather died many years ago, it can be said that Song Haitao was raised by her grandmother, so the relationship between the two is naturally very unusual.

Song Haitao shook his head and didn't speak, suddenly remembered something, took out a cigarette and said, "Do you want one?" ”

Song Ci shook his head, looked down at Nuan Nuan, who was leaning his neck, and looked at them curiously, "I have quit." ”

Song Haitao looked at Nuan Nuan and said with some emotion: "It's so cute." ”

Song Ci then remembered, and hurriedly asked Nuan Nuan to call people.

"Hello uncle."

"You're okay too."

Song Haitao dug it out of his pocket and said with some embarrassment: "I don't have anything on me." ”

"You're still doing this with me?" Song Ci is subconsciously authentic.

Song Haitao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said with a smile: "Yes, what is there to be polite to you." ”

As he spoke, he threw the cigarette butt into the ground and crushed it with his foot.

"I'll go with you to pay homage to grandma." Song Ci picked up Nuan Nuan and walked back.

"No...... No. Song Haitao hurriedly said.

"You don't have to stop me, you know that my parents have gone to my place, so no one told me about it, otherwise I would have to come back." Song Ci is a little sad.

Song Ci and Song Haitao are young, and naturally they are also very familiar with Song Haitao's grandmother, and I remember that when I was a child, I often ate food cooked by his grandmother at his house.

"It's a pity that I didn't buy anything empty-handed."

"My grandmother would be glad if you could come." Song Haitao said with a smile.

"Don't talk about this, how are you now, what do you do?" Song Ci asked as he changed the subject.

"Doing a flooring business, running business behind a boss, what about you, what are you doing now?" Song Haitao asked rhetorically.

"Me, I drive an online car-hailing service, and sometimes I also go to deliver food." Song Ci said.

Song Haitao's eyes widened when he heard this.

"What's that look on your face?"

"Haha, you said you, you were finally admitted to a university, but now you are running to drive a taxi and deliver takeaways, do you want to your parents to death?" Song Haitao was happy.

Seeing his happy appearance, Song Ci was not angry, and most people would say comforting after hearing about Song Ci's recent situation.

Only a true friend would laugh at it so unscrupulously.

The two of them talked all the way and continued to move forward.

Nuan Nuan is very well-behaved, and has been playing with the dog tail grass in her hand.

"Now that I think about it, it's incredible, how can you have such a beautiful and lovely daughter?"

"Get out." Song Ci was not angry.

"What about you, when are you going to talk to someone?" Song Ci asked rhetorically.

"Object? If you don't have a house or a car, who wants to follow you? Also talk about the object, the object is still the same. ”

Song Ci didn't react at first, he was stunned for a moment, and then he understood, his eyes couldn't help but fall to his lower body, and the person quietly moved to the side.

"Damn~, I just said this casually, what do you mean?"

"Haha~"

As the two teased each other, that rustiness seemed to fade away.

Song Haitao's grandmother's tomb is exactly in the opposite direction from Yun Chuyao's tomb, no wonder Song Ci didn't see it when he came over before.

Otherwise, a new grave would definitely attract his attention, after all, the cemetery here is buried with people from Songjiazhuang, all of whom he knows.

"Grandma, I'm coming to see you~"

Song Haitao walked to the grave with a big grin and lit the paper money in his hand.

"Alas~"

Looking at the familiar face of the old man on the tombstone, Song Ci couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Song Ci didn't see her soul, thinking that she should have returned to the sea of souls.

After burning the paper and worshipping the old man, the two turned around and went down the mountain again, but this time both of them were in a much heavier mood, and neither of them spoke.

When he was about to reach the intersection at the bottom of the mountain, Song Haitao suddenly said: "Do you remember when I was a child, I often stole my grandmother's money? ”

Song Ci nodded, of course he knew about it, and he was still following behind with a lot of light at that time.

"Later, I asked my grandmother if she knew I was stealing her money."

"You know what my milk says?" Song Haitao looked at Song Ci.

Song Ci shook his head.

"My grandma said she knew."

"I said, you know I stole your money, why don't you hide it somewhere else."

"She said she hid in another place, afraid I wouldn't find it."

When Song Ci heard this, he felt very uncomfortable, and Song Haitao's eyes were also red.

"But now, I can't find my milk."

Song Haitao rubbed his eyes and turned around.

"Gone." He said very happily.

But Song Ci still heard the choking in his voice.

"Goodbye." Song Ci shouted at his back.

Song Haitao beckoned without looking back.

His shoulders shrugged, and Song Ci knew he was crying, but he didn't want to show him.

"Let's go too." Song Ci picked up Nuan Nuan.

"Uncle seems to be very sad." Nuan Nuan said suddenly.

Song Ci was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Well, he misses her grandmother." ”

——

Song Ci stayed in his hometown for one night with Nuan Nuan, and the next afternoon, in the reluctance of several old people, he took the little guy back to Jiangzhou City.

As the car gradually moved away, seeing that the grandparents did not get into the car, Nuan Nuan began to ask.

"Where's grandparents? Why didn't they get in the car......"

"Don't drive anymore, grandparents haven't gotten in the car yet......"

"Hurry up and drive the car back and let the grandparents get in the car......"

Song Ci glanced in the rearview mirror, saw Nuan Nuan sitting in the child seat with an anxious face, struggled hard, and said helplessly: "Didn't I tell you before?" The grandparents have to stay in the countryside to take care of the grandparents. ”

The little guy was stunned when she heard this, although she had heard Song Ci tell her before, she didn't care at all, or she didn't know what was going on.

But at this time, she was separated from her grandparents, but she felt it firsthand.

Her little mouth began to tremble into waves, tears began to roll in her eyes, and seeing that Song Ci's car had no intention of stopping at all, she finally couldn't help it, and she cried loudly.

Then he writhed frantically in the children's chair.

"I want grandparents...... I want grandparents...... Wow......"

Song Ci could only helplessly stop the car on the side of the road.

——

"Then let's just say it, don't cry."

"Hmm."

Nuan Nuan answered, but the mood still didn't seem very good.

Song Ci coaxed for a long time, promising to take her to the amusement park tomorrow afternoon, and there were grandparents on weekdays, so she slowly stopped crying.

Probably tired of crying, before Song Ci's car passed Huaqiao Town, the little guy fell asleep on the chair, with tears still hanging on his white cheeks.

Song Ci turned off the music in the car, and the car was quiet for a while.

By the time I arrived in Jiangzhou City, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was about to set.

The orange sunlight shone in through the car window, bringing a sense of warmth, which made Song Ci, who had been driving, a little sleepy, but he still fought hard.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a warm and quiet whimper from behind the car, which made him refreshed, completely sobered up, and hurriedly looked in the rearview mirror.

Nuan Nuan didn't wake up, thinking that it was a nightmare, so that she subconsciously whimpered.

Song Ci thought about it, but decided to wake her up.

"Nuan Nuan, get up, we're about to go to grandma's house."

Song Ci screamed a few times in a row, and then she rubbed her eyes and woke up in a daze.

"Daddy, I'm going to pee ......"

Song: ......

Song Ci is numb, I already knew that I wouldn't call her, I can't go to the village before, I can't go to the store later, where is there a toilet for her to pee.

So when the car arrived at the door of his grandmother's house, as soon as it stopped, Song Ci rushed out of the car, hugged Nuan Nuan down, and hurriedly rushed into the house.

Leaving at the door ready to greet them, Yun Shiqi and Kong Yumei were messy in the wind.

PS: It's the end of the month, ask for a monthly pass~

(End of chapter)