The important thing for a woman is not how to love vigorously, but to have a simple marriage, a simple man, a simple love, and then a simple life, so it's good.

That's it.

Lan Ruohao pursed her lips and smiled sarcastically.

For lunch, Lan Xianshu sat beside her grandmother and ate one bite at a time.

Grandma sat there, leaning sideways at Lan Xianshu, looking at her with such gentle eyes, after she finished eating a bite of rice, she put a vegetable in her bowl, and then smiled and watched her eat the dish little by little as if she were tasting.

She eats slowly, and she watches seriously.

"You used to eat like this, when you were a child, you were disobedient, and your grandmother could only stare at you and eat one bite at a time......"

Lan Xianshu's hand holding the chopsticks tightened, lowered her head and pursed her mouth and smiled, "It's my grandmother who dislikes me for eating less." ”

Grandma held the chopsticks and began to struggle with which dish to hold, her eyes looked around the table, and then turned her head to look at Lan Xianshu, her eyes were more gentle, mixed with the storage of time, as rich as wine.

"Yes, at that time, you ate very little, like a cat, just eat a little bit, grandma looked distressed......"

In order to hide her emotions, Grandma turned her face and pretended to pick up vegetables.

After eating a mouthful of rice slowly, Lan Xianshu held the chopsticks and waited quietly.

"You, you always don't take care of yourself, you eat and go, and you're still so skinny......"

Speaking of thinness, my grandmother's eyes lit up, she stood up slightly, and went to pick up a plate of braised pork not far away.

The meat is boiled red, with a thick steam, which is very attractive.

Sandwiched a piece of braised pork mixed with fat and thin and put it in her bowl, and soon remembered that Lan Xianshu didn't like to eat such fatty dishes, grandma smiled and pushed the meat into her rice, "Eat, be obedient, eat more." ”

Eat, be obedient, eat more.

It was something she used to say, like a repeater, repeating it in her ears over and over again.

Later, long after, after she left, in that strange so-called home, such an empty place, a long table, but she could no longer hear such warm words.

Lan Xianshu nodded confusedly, leaned down and began to deliver food to her mouth, along with the meat.

Grandma frowned when she saw it, and knocked her bowl with chopsticks, her figure was slightly stern, "What are you doing eating so fast, be careful of choking." ”

After saying that, he stood up again and hurried to find water.

Lan Xianshu raised her head and turned to look at her grandmother's stumbling steps, but she still couldn't hold back her tears.

It still hasn't changed, everything is still the same as before, even if the roads here are no longer dusty, the sky here is no longer the blue of memory, and the houses here are no longer as low as they used to be, the emotions here are still the same.

Her grandmother is still the same.

Even though she was old, her hair was all gray, and she walked slowly, she still loved her like that.

In the past, she was always complaining, grandma's selfishness, grandma's arbitrariness, grandma's everything, and then left, after a long time, when she began to learn to find warmth in her memories, what she missed the most was her grandmother's side.

It's like a person who has been alone in the vast university for a long time has found a thatched hut that is temporarily sheltered from the wind, and the dim light is lit, but the heart is still so bright and warm.

This is the grandmother she remembers.

Lan Ruohao pinched the chopsticks, raised his eyes slightly, and looked from between the bowls, looking a little obsessed.