passionate youth

Chapter 283 Guan Qingfang's Guess

the next few days.

Jiang Ping'an has been staying in Shuangshui Village, staying with his grandmother during the day and staying at Tian Futang's house at night.

Grandma is getting more and more energetic, no matter how heavy the wind and snow is, she will take Jiang Pingan to walk around and have a look.

Tell him something about his uncle, mother and aunt when he was a child.

Jiang Ping'an felt uneasy, feeling that his grandmother was saying goodbye to him.

Because of this, he was not in a hurry to visit Tian Fujun's house.

Sure enough, it was the fourth day in Shuangshui Village.

After breakfast, grandma cleaned the house, and suddenly took a wooden box and handed it to Jiang Ping'an, saying:

"It's safe, you are a good boy, you can come to see me from a long distance, and you can close your eyes even if you die."

"In this box, there are two copper bracelets, which are not valuable things, but just a thought..."

"It was meant to be given to your mother and aunt, but wait until they don't come back, so I will give it to your daughter-in-law."

Jiang Pingan took the box and opened it to see, where is the copper bracelet?
It's gold!It’s heavy in your hand, and you can exchange it for a lot of money!

She raised her head and was about to speak, when she saw grandma walking to the door, holding on to the door frame and looking up into the distance, whispering softly:

"I don't know if your two uncles and aunts are still here. I can't wait for them in this life, hey..."

Jiang Ping'an was about to step forward to say a few words of relief.

I saw grandma slowly sitting on the bench by the door, her head lowered, and she was out of breath leaning against the door frame.

"Grandma..." Jiang Ping'an turned pale with shock and looked up to the sky with a long sigh.

……

Three days later, a new grave appeared on the slope.

The sky is falling with heavy snow like goose feathers.

The northwestern wind was blowing, and it hit the person's face like a knife, which was icy cold.

After Jiang Ping'an's grand burial of his grandma, he was also preparing to leave Shuangshui Village, and was saying his final farewell.

There were quite a few people around, and 40-year-old Sun Yuhou squatted on one side, holding a dry cigarette, sighing and said:
"The third aunt saw her relatives, she felt relieved and left in the blink of an eye."

Isn't it?

Since Jiang Ping'an's grandmother came back from famine more than 20 years ago, she has been holding her breath and waiting for her family to come back.

Now other people didn't wait for it, they only waited for a grandson, but it can be regarded as their wish fulfilled.

The breath of holding on was loosened, and naturally he went back with peace of mind.

Maybe she also knows that her children probably left her earlier, and there is nothing to look forward to alive.

On the other hand, brothers Sun Yuhou and Sun Yuting, who have been so busy these days, have never closed their eyes and are very tired.

Because Sun Yuhou's family was prosperous and he was sincere, he took over the third house at the same time.

Dress Jiang Ping'an's grandmother in mourning.

From now on, Jiang Ping'an will not be here, and his family will have to help tidy up the grave and burn paper to offer incense every year.

Jiang Ping'an did not treat them badly, and invited some elders to testify, and gave his grandmother's cave to Sun Yuhou's family.

In private, he returned 50 yuan to his family.

As for the family of the second uncle, Sun Yuting.

Jiang Ping'an gave He Fengying the new padded jacket that his grandmother didn't wear, plus 50 yuan.

It can be regarded as my heart for them to take care of grandma these years.

As for other clothes and shoes, they were all set on fire.

Seeing that Jiang Pingan was silent, Sun Yuting stepped forward and asked, "Ping An, will you come back later?"

"It depends on the situation! The capital city is quite far from here, so we might not be able to come back every year." Jiang Ping'an mused.

Then he took a few glances at Sun Yuting, and secretly thought that this guy was useless, and he played a good hand poorly.

You must know that after graduating from junior high school, Sun Yuting worked in a steel factory and had a serious job.

But this guy lived under the wings of Sun Yuhou since he was a child, and has never experienced the ups and downs of society.

Three years ago, supplies were extremely scarce and life in the city was not easy, so Sun Yuting resigned and ran back to the countryside.

He said he was marrying a daughter-in-law, but in fact he couldn't bear the hardships and had no sense of responsibility, which greatly dragged down Sun Yuhou's family.

And this situation will continue.

Otherwise, even if Sun Yuting works in the city and cannot help Sun Yuhou's family, it can reduce a lot of burdens.

Of course, there is a difference between closeness and closeness. Jiang Ping'an is an outsider, so it's hard to say anything.

After saying goodbye to his grandmother, Jiang Ping'an returned to Tian Futang's house.

The car sent by Tian Fujun had been waiting for a long time. Jiang Pingan took his luggage, bid farewell to the folks, and left in the car.

This time looking for relatives, came and went in a hurry, it is estimated that I will not come here for many years in the future.

In fact, when grandma was still there, Jiang Ping'an was trying to persuade her to take her to the capital.

If that's the case, I won't come here easily in the future.

But it is estimated that grandma has a feeling in her heart, and her time is approaching, so no matter how much she persuades her, she will not agree, she only says that she wants to return to her roots.

In the past few days, Jiang Ping'an felt bad in his heart, but unexpectedly, his guess came true.

Speechless all the way.

When he arrived in the city, Jiang Ping'an went to Tian Fujun's house as a guest, and met Tian Xiaoxia who was only five or six years old.

The little girl was beautiful, lively and lovely, very pleasing.

Stayed at Tian Fujun's house for one night, and Jiang Ping'an left the next day.

Capital city, textile factory, broadcasting studio.

Guo Yan propped her chin with one hand, biting the tip of the pen in her mouth, silently in a daze.

Ever since Jiang Ping'an left Beijing, her heart was empty.

Although Jiang Ping'an used to go to the countryside for screenings, he often didn't go home for several days.

But after all, it was so close that I would come back every week at most, so I didn't think much about it.

Now that her man has been away for half a month, and he is going to such a far place, she is not worried that it is a fake.

At this time, Guan Qingfang sighed and said: "Since you went to the northwest safely, you seem to have lost your soul."

"Swallow, this can't be done. Recently I helped you edit the manuscript, and I almost vomited it. Many of them were low-level mistakes."

"Uh... I don't want to, but I just don't feel at ease." Guo Yan came back to her senses and replied with her lips pursed.

Guan Qingfang was actually the same as her, but she couldn't show it. She didn't want to talk about it anymore, so she changed the subject and said:

"Tian Shu went to college and became Ping An's junior junior sister. We will have fewer opportunities to meet in the future."

Guo Yan nodded silently, thought of something, got up and walked to Guan Qingfang, leaned closer and asked in a low voice:
"What about you? Don't marry anymore? Just keep procrastinating like this?"

Guan Qingfang's heart tightened, he hesitated and said: "Talking about Tian Shu, why are you dragging me again?"

"Don't be sloppy, I'm telling you the truth!" Guo Yan said with a straight face.

Guan Qingfang hesitated for a moment, leaned forward and whispered to her for a while, then said:
"That's it, I'll tell you everything I can tell you."

"Okay, since you have already made arrangements, I won't ask any more questions in the future." Guo Yan nodded silently.

After a pause, he frowned again and said, "Hey, didn't Lao Zhao say he wanted to add an announcer?"

"It was agreed before the autumn harvest. It's winter now, why haven't we heard from you yet?"

Guan Qingfang thought about it: "Maybe I didn't choose well? Old Zhao is not very good-looking, but he has high requirements for broadcasting."

"Hehe, don't talk nonsense about this, let Lao Zhao hear it, and you will have good fruit to eat." Guo Yan laughed.

Guan Qingfang covered her mouth with a light smile and said, "I'm telling the truth, and I'm just telling you, I won't recognize you when I leave this door."

Just laughing, Jiang Ping'an came in from the outside with a smile, and asked cheerfully:

"What are you talking about, it's such a fun chat!"

(End of this chapter)