Chapter 166: Love

The wine that Lin Xuan drank was the most peculiar wine in the Immortal Wine Sect, seven emotions and six desires.

This wine is brewed in a special way, and anyone who drinks it will instantly realize the various states of life, which can not only stabilize the mind, but also improve the realm.

In fact, he has a lot of emotions, but only family affection is missing, not that he lacks these, but that it has been too long, so long that he has forgotten it.

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When Lin Xuan came back to his senses, he appeared in front of a child of six or seven years old.

Although he could see the child in front of him, the other party could not see him clearly.

The child wore a bun on his head, a wide cloth robe, and no expensive jewelry, and it was clear that the family was not very wealthy.

"Xiao Ming, my mother is going to borrow some silver from a friend's house in the capital, and I will send you to my grandmother's house later, you have to listen to her and don't mess around!"

Behind the boy stood a young woman, who rubbed the child's head dotingly, her eyes a little complicated.

"Your grandmother is not in good health, and I don't know if it was the right decision to let her take care of you. ”

Xiao Ming nodded, but his eyes were a little ignorant, obviously he didn't know what the woman meant.

After two or three hours, the woman stopped moving.

Lin Xuan stared intently ahead, and under the sunset, a rickety old lady was limping slowly.

The golden sun shone on the old lady's body, making her pale snowy hair look like a lot of vicissitudes.

The old man's face was covered with wrinkles, like furrows scattered on his face. She was on crutches, her robe was tattered, and a copper hairpin was stuck in her dry hair.

A weather-beaten face had two deep-set eyes, those eyes were cloudy, and the old man's face was covered with dark yellow age spots, and the zigzag marks were like mottled shadows on the wall, crawling all over the face.

The old man's skin was wrinkled, and the whole person was full of traces of time, like a candle flickering in the wind and rain, seemingly strong but in fact it could be extinguished at any time.

The three of them talked to each other, and Lin Xuan was not interested in listening, so he just stood aside and shook boredly.

The old lady couldn't speak, and she had some problems with her ears, so she relied on gestures to express herself the whole time

The woman turned to leave, but the old lady stretched out her bark-like hand and grabbed the other party, her cloudy eyes revealing a deep reluctance.

She gestured to express that she wanted to stay with the woman for a while, but the other party shook off her hand in disgust, walked away without looking back, and gradually disappeared into the sunset.

The other side.

Xiao Ming saw that his grandmother was old and ugly, her movements were slow, and she was even more dumb and deaf, and she couldn't help but feel disgusted in her heart.

The hunchbacked grandmother staggered in front, and Xiao Ming in the back kept shouting dumb and deaf, obviously not having a very good impression of his grandmother.

Children are not deeply involved in the world, and it is understandable that they have these actions.

The old lady walked in front and looked back at Xiao Ming from time to time, for fear that Xiao Ming would be lost.

Xiao Ming followed the old lady from a distance, and every time his grandmother turned her head, he had to pretend that he didn't follow the other party, posing that he didn't know her, and pretending to kick the stones on the side of the road.

He didn't want others to see his relationship with the old lady, so he had this kind of self-deception.

He has both disgust for his grandmother in his heart, and the helplessness that he has to follow his grandmother home, in the end he is just a child, where does he understand what his actions represent.

Xiao Ming followed the old lady for almost an hour, and finally stopped in front of a simple wooden house.

"Crunch!"

The old lady gently pushed open the dilapidated wooden door, and the sparse sunlight shone in, and all the scenes in the room came into view in an instant.

Lin Xuan touched his chin, his expression was a little unnatural, he coughed dryly and chuckled.

"This room is really unobstructed!"

The house is very small, only 30 square meters at most, but there is a lot of furniture, pots and pans.

After they entered the wooden house, the old lady took out the white sugar she had accumulated from a crockpot with trembling hands and poured it on Xiao Ming's hand.

"Ah...... Ah......h

She let out a few strange screams in her mouth and made a gesture of licking her palms, apparently telling Xiao Ming how to eat these white sugars.

She had been accumulating these sugars since a long time ago, originally for the grandson in front of her, but this was eight years.

During this period, the sugar in the crockpot was changed dozens of times, and the reason for each change was that the taste of the sugar was no longer authentic.

Although it is just a jar of sugar, it represents the love of the old lady.

But Xiao Ming just glanced at the white sugar in his palm with his spare eyes, and then waved his hand in the old lady's puzzled eyes, and spilled all the white sugar.

Then Xiao Ming turned around and took out a sugar man from his arms, walked a few steps, and sat on the wooden bed to taste the sugar man in his hand with relish.

The old lady was stunned in place, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

I don't know how long it has been, she shook her head, bent down with difficulty, half-knelt on the ground, and picked up the white sugar that had been spilled on the ground one by one.

Night.

Xiao Ming was lying on the mat, his body was tossed and turned, and he couldn't sleep.

It was a hot summer day, and the wind blowing outside the house was hot, and in less than half a cup of tea, he was sweating profusely.

At this time, the old lady sat cross-legged on the ground, and she trembled and knitted her clothes by the light of the candlelight.

Although her eyes were not particularly good, she could still see the little boy's discomfort.

She put down the needle and thread in her hand, grabbed the fan on the table, and walked cautiously to the head of the bed.

"Poof!

A cool wind blew on Xiao Ming's body, and this comfortable feeling swept through his body, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.

Although Xiao Ming slept soundly, he could still see the figure in front of him clearly with the help of the light.

His nominal grandmother had a fan in her hand and kept fanning him, and the other party's gray hair was full of beads of sweat, and all the sideburns were wet.

Xiao Ming looked at this scene, and for a while felt that it seemed good to him to have a grandmother.

But the thought didn't last long, and he fell asleep in the cool breeze.

Early morning.

Xiao Ming opened his worried eyes, stretched his waist, and slowly sat up straight.

The old lady sat on a stool mending her clothes, while a bowl of steaming porridge sat on the table.

Xiao Ming got out of bed, jumped to the table, hugged the porcelain bowl with both hands, and drank it in a few sips.

The porridge was delicious, much better than what his mother had made.

But Xiao Ming showed a reluctant look, and even muttered: "The one you make is so unpalatable, it's not as good as what my mother did!"

He had actually accepted his grandmother's identity, but he didn't want to admit it, so he deliberately said these words.

Lin Xuan stood aside, he watched everything coldly, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

This bear kid is really ignorant!!

Her grandmother got up early, borrowed ingredients from door to door to make this breakfast for him, worked for an hour, did not eat a bite herself, and finally made only his own portion.

This old man is too simple, perhaps too pedantic.

She used the vegetables she grew to give to her neighbors and borrowed ingredients from them, but only for one person. Her neighbors knew that her grandson was coming and offered to give her more, but she just didn't accept it.

When the old lady got up, it was not yet dawn, and when she was done, it was already dawn.

It's hard to imagine that this seemingly weak body hides such a huge amount of power.

The old lady was doing needlework, listening to Xiao Ming boasting about her mother's deeds, and a proud smile appeared on her face from time to time.

There were only three teeth left in her mouth, and the expression on her face when she laughed was a little indistinct, and it was obvious that she hadn't laughed for so long that she had forgotten how to laugh.

The old man's hand was not straight with every finger, and it was calloused inside and out, it really looked like a hand made of tree branches, she quietly listened to what Xiao Ming said, and the wrinkles that had been through vicissitudes revealed a strong longing and reluctance.

She looked thin and haggard, but she was still meticulously knitting her clothes.

The old lady looked at Xiao Ming who was playing in the room, her face was filled with a faint warmth, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth was as perfect as a crescent moon.

Suddenly, she stopped, peeking at Xiao Ming from time to time, and stopped talking, as if she was about to say something.

After a while, Xiao Ming also noticed something unusual, he stared at his grandmother, his eyes flickering.

After a long time, he walked quickly to the old lady, took her hands, and took the needle and thread from his grandmother's hand.

He easily passed the needle through the eye with the thread, Lin Xuan looked at Xiao Ming's smooth movements, and then thought of the old lady's clumsy movements before, and felt a little sad for a while.

I don't know how she used to thread the needle!

Probably, it will take a long time!

Probably, it's a waste of energy!

Although he was reluctant when Xiao Ming threaded the needle for his grandmother, he actually cared about the other party in his heart.

Xiao Ming looked at his grandmother quietly, a little overwhelmed for a while.

Grandma noticed this, and she also lowered her head to look at Xiao Ming.

At that moment, the setting sun shone on the two of them.

The time is quiet and good, enough to be counted, the yellow hair hangs down, and the joy is comfortable.

There is always a gaze that is enough to penetrate time and cross thousands of mountains and rivers. Full of affection, expressing unspeakable feelings in the simplest way, little by little, little by little in silent language.

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Xiao Ming and the old lady lived together for seven days, during which a lot of things happened, both sad and happy, and generally quite happy.

In the end, Xiao Ming's mother came to pick him up, and there was no nostalgia as when she came.

Xiao Ming reluctantly said goodbye to his grandmother with tears, but his mother had no intention of looking back, and finally these two figures gradually drifted away in front of the old lady's eyes.

At sunset, only the old lady who watched them go away on crutches was left, and she endured the loneliness alone, looking into the distance with a hopeful look.

Maybe......

Before you die...... This is the last time we will see each other......

I hope they can live happily ever after...... I hope they don't be like me......

The old lady looked their backs from head to toe and back to foot with dizzy eyes.

Looking at it, the muddy tears in her eyes fell down the wrinkled ditch one by one.

The old lady gently rubbed her snow-white sideburns, and the copper hairpin that was originally inserted there disappeared and was replaced by a bamboo chopstick.

In order to make her grandson eat better, she sold the only precious thing in her hand, but it was only in exchange for a small grass carp.

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"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait. Lin Xuan sighed deeply, his eyes a little lonely.

This kind of pain, this kind of wound, can never heal.

It is not easy for people to live in the world, it is not easy for family reunions, there is time, there is leisure, it is best to spend more time with your relatives.

Quarrel less, spend more time, and nag each other......

A family should accompany each other, hold hands with each other, walk through thousands of mountains and rivers together, and step through spring, summer, autumn and winter together.