Out of the Interstellar Cemetery, several vehicles with white flowers sped back to the summer garden in the setting sun.

After a few days and nights of wind and rain, the courtyard of the summer garden was already in a mess, the gardener worked hard to save it for a long time, and there were many potted plants scattered aside, the pots were broken, but the plants were fine, waiting for new pots one by one.

The two plum trees have been crooked together, and even the unparalleled swing has been blown to the ground, which is a rare wind and rain in S City for decades, so why not for the Xia family?

When Wushuang entered the door, he saw Xia Jingshan sitting on a rattan chair, his old eyes looked at the remnant sun hanging in the sky in the distance, and the last bit of afterglow before the west sank was scattered on his body without hesitation, and his hair and eyebrows, which had turned a lot gray in just a few days, and the sparse beard was plated with a layer of faint gold, the old man and the sunset, the picture was very beautiful, but it was so embarrassing.

"Grandpa......"

Wushuang's heart sank, and he called softly, disturbing the old man who seemed to be admiring the beauty of the sunset.

"Coming back? All taken care of? ”

Xia Jingshan retracted his gaze from the canopy in the distance, looked at the little couple who came to each other, and asked.

"Yes, it's all taken care of, the temperature outside is too high, grandpa should go inside."

When Wushuang approached, he found that a thin layer of sweat had overflowed from Xia Jingshan's forehead.

"It's cold in my heart, let's take a dip." Xia Jingshan's old and thin finger pointed at the remnant sun, and said, "Shuangshuang, do you think grandpa is very similar to him?" I don't know how many times I can watch it sink westward, take advantage of the opportunity to take a few more looks, if it sinks, you won't see anything. ”

The man next to him clenched her cold little hands and said to Xia Jingshan, "Grandpa, grandpa said that he hadn't come out for a long time, and he probably came back to Xia Garden for a walk in the past two days, I looked at the yard in a mess, I was afraid to urge the gardener to clean up, I remember that grandpa liked the camellia planted by my grandfather, so it was a pity." ”

Hearing this, Xia Jingshan's dim eyes finally flashed a faint light, and he straightened up, "The old chief is coming?" We spoke on the phone not long ago, but we didn't hear from him. ”

"I'm afraid I'm going to surprise you."

In fact, Mu Baichuan didn't say that he wanted to go out, but Mu Jinchen looked at him and his mood was too low, so he had to stabilize him first, and turned around to tell Mu Baichuan that he should come over to comfort him.

After a while, Xia Jingshan's eyes darkened again, "It's better to let him don't come over, it's not in line with the etiquette, there is something white at home, don't bump into him, let's talk about it after a hundred days." ”

"Grandpa, the family doesn't pay attention to this."

Xia Jingshan still waved his hand, a little lacking in interest, "Let's talk about it." ”

At this moment, Xia Ziwei came back, still holding Xia Jinrong's black and white portrait in both hands, and her filial piety clothes had not yet been taken off, she walked up to Xia Jingshan and shouted in a low voice, "Grandpa......"

Xia Jingshan glanced at her, and his eyes quickly crossed the portrait, Xia Jinrong in the photo looked younger than when he left, so vivid, so gentle......

Xia Jingshan trembled and stroked his old hand, and quickly turned his face away and waved his hand, "Send it to worship." ”

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