Yuan Yuan walked out of the room sadly, she walked to her grandmother, who was enjoying the shade, and whispered: "Grandma, Uncle Ye over there in Hejiang is gone, and he died last month." ”

"Huh? Yuanyuan, what are you talking about? Grandma stopped the fan she was shaking in her hand, stopped the homely work she was playing with Uncle Wang's wife Aunt Xiao, and asked loudly in disbelief, and a star crossed leisurely in the sky, as if Grandma's voice had fallen.

"Dad's good friend Uncle Ye fell ill and passed away." Tears welled up from his round eyes again.

"Ouch, Ye Hanhua? What a wonderful man! Why ...... you just do" Grandma choked up in pain, seeing Grandma pursing her lips and shaking her head with that painful expression, Yuanyuan regretted a little, she shouldn't have told Grandma this sad news. Aunt Xiao, who was sitting on the side, asked with concern, "Which relative is gone one by one?" ”

Grandma took a deep breath and said: "It's a good friend of Zhuo'er, they met in a hotel, they were in their early twenties at that time, the bed in the hotel didn't seem to be enough that night, the two of them squeezed into a night, the two chatted, talked very happily, later, the two of them came and went like brothers, Zhuo'er called him brother when he was three years old, he also came to us during the Spring Festival last year, every time he came he had to buy a lot of things politely, he was quite good, alas, it was really a good person who didn't live long." After grandma finished speaking, she lifted the corner of her clothes and wiped her eyes.

"This disease, there is no way to get rid of it when you have to get on it, people often say that the disease is like a mountain, and there is really nothing wrong with it." Aunt Xiao sighed.

Yuanyuan saw that someone was talking to her grandmother, so she walked back to the house, picked up the letter and read it again, the words on the letter were written smoothly, the pen was vigorous, I remember that when my father was at home, I often praised Uncle Ye's eldest son, (It should be Ye Yuming who wrote the letter, right?) In order to motivate Yuanyuan to study hard. Dad once said during a meal, and said that his handwriting is very good, such as writing a "of" word, he will write one stroke at a time, Dad said, and used the chopsticks to dip a little vegetable soup on the plate, and wrote it to Yuanyuan on the table. Dad also said: "Not far from their door is a threshing floor, he doesn't watch movies on the threshing floor at night, they are studying seriously, your Uncle Ye, is also a good father, his son is studying at home, the weather is hot, he fanned his son at home, poured water for his son to drink, that is really ......" Speaking of which, Dad couldn't find the best adjective, so he had to stop. Dad's words were silently remembered in my heart.

At this moment, these iron-painted silver hook-like words in front of her made Yuanyuan ashamed, and the news in the letter made her unacceptable. Yuanyuan remembered that on the thirteenth day of the first month of last year, it was the day to register for the school, because her grandmother had a cold in the New Year, and the money was spent a lot, and when it came to the beginning of school, her father still didn't make up enough for Yuanyuan's registration fee, Yuanyuan was so anxious that she scratched her ears and cheeks, so she had to let Yu Xiumei take her quilt to school with a bicycle first, and she waited for the tuition fees to be made up before she could rush to the school. Even Uncle Ye rode his bicycle to her door, and she hung her head and let her tears fall silently to the ground.

"Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan, Happy New Year!" Uncle Ye stepped out of the car to greet Yuanyuan, and when she heard the words, Yuanyuan raised her head helplessly, she wiped her eyes, and saw that it was Uncle Ye, so she greeted: "Uncle Ye, you have a good New Year!" Politely stepped forward and took the pastry gift from Uncle Ye's hand, Fang Guangzhuo also limped out of the hall at this time, and couldn't help but say: "My brother, I haven't bothered to give you a New Year's greeting yet, you just see that my brother is coming, how many times have I said it?" Don't break the bank, people are good and water is sweet. It's not easy for your children to go to school and ask for money! ”

"It's okay, it's okay, brother, I know you're busy, what about me, the boss is now graduating and working, and I'm much easier." Before Uncle Ye finished speaking, Grandma came out of the kitchen and greeted Uncle Ye warmly: "Hanhua, how about the New Year?" Are all the relatives in the family okay? Uncle Ye stepped forward, shook his grandmother's hand and said, "Mom, your body looks quite tough!" The spirit is also good. Seeing that the adults were talking enthusiastically, Yuanyuan went into the kitchen, ready to give her grandmother a hand, and picked up the spinach, and she always blushed shyly when she saw outsiders, and she was very uncomfortable.

Uncle Ye ate breakfast the next day and was anxious to go home, because it was about to be the Yuanxiao Festival, and Dad tried his best to keep Uncle Ye after the Yuanxiao Festival and then go back, Uncle Ye said: "I picked up a few more acres of cotton land this year, it's spring, I have to prepare seeds, fertilizers, and a lot of miscellaneous things, brother, you have time to play with my mother and them." Dad nodded and said, "Okay, okay, I must go and see my old mother and sister-in-law." Brother, you walk slowly. Seeing that Uncle Ye really couldn't be kept, Dad let go.