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Jiang Shuhong was busy greeting everyone and also making phone calls to confirm the vehicle.

Wang Ping was also helping. Almost everyone was busy, but she was the only one standing there in despair.

Suddenly, a pair of big hands held her cold hand.

Jiang Jiu raised his head and looked at Jiang Siyan.

Jiang Si extended his hand and touched her cheek, "Jiujiu, stop crying."

Jiang Jiu touched her eyes and said, "I'm not crying."

"But I know you are crying."

Jiang Jiu's eyes turned red and she leaned against Jiang Siyan, "Ayan, I always feel that this is not true. I always feel that grandma is making my favorite pickle cakes in the kitchen now. I can still hear her gasping for breath. Call me completely, tell me, why is this the case?"

Jiang Siyan touched her head, "She didn't leave, she just stayed with you in a different way.

When you look up from now on, the bright moon and stars are her, the gentle breeze is her, and the big tree that shields you from wind and rain is also her. "

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of breeze blew by, ruffling Jiang Jiu's hair.

Jiang Jiu stared at Grandma Jiang's photo, her tears falling again uncontrollably.

In the end, everyone sent Grandma Jiang off for her last journey together.

After returning, Ye Feixiang prepared lunch for everyone and asked everyone to finish eating before they dispersed.

Jiang Siyan was seeing off guests, but Jiang Jiu couldn't eat anymore. When she came to the door of Grandma Jiang's room, she found that the door was locked.

Jiang Jiu pushed hard but couldn't push it away.

She turned directly to the utility room, got a kitchen knife, and chopped it directly.

Fortunately, the lock was not very strong and was quickly opened. It was dark inside. Jiang Jiu turned on the light. The next second, Jiang Jiu's legs went weak and she collapsed on the ground.

"what!!!!"

Jiang Siyan ran over quickly and hugged Jiang Jiu, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay."

Jiang Jiu stretched out her hand tremblingly, "Here, here..."

"Yes, as you can see."

……

After finishing here, Jiang Jiu and Jiang Siyan stayed for two more days, and Grandma Jiang's room was still locked.However, Jiang Jiu had a high fever that day and kept talking nonsense.

Jiang Siyan sent the person to the hospital in the town, and the fever finally went down.

Ye Feixiang brought food and said to Jiang Siyan, "Jiang Jiulei is sick. You can't get sick again. After eating, go and rest."

"I am fine."

Ye Feixiang said earnestly: "What are you okay with? In the past few days, even if Jiang Jiu doesn't sleep, you won't sleep either. Even if Jiang Jiu sleeps, you still have to stay with her, let alone not sleep. If this continues, even Iron Man can't stand it.

Don't worry, Jiang Jiu and Yingying are watching. They are all women. They can talk to their daughter's family about some things from the bottom of their heart. They are also easy to take care of. If there is any problem, I will call you. "

Jiang Siyan said something nice and then went to squint for a while.

Jiang Shuhong had something to do at his unit and couldn't leave, so he ended the matter and left with Wang Ping.

Jiang Yi originally wanted to accompany him, but seeing Jiang Jiu like this, he couldn't help much if he stayed, and the person who needed company around Jiang Jiu was not him, so he left.

"Who's little lazy boy is still sleeping in today? Oh, it turns out to be our clown egg."

This is a name that only grandma would call her.

Jiang Jiu turned around in surprise and saw Grandma Jiang standing behind her. She immediately cried and rushed towards her, "Grandma, where have you been? They all told me that you were gone. I knew they lied to me!"

Grandma Jiang smiled and touched her head, "How are we, Jiujiu, doing during this time?"

Jiang Jiu told her news story this time, "They were still thinking of lying, but I found out. It's probably been broadcast by now. Grandma, I'll show it to you!"

With that said, Jiang Jiu turned on the TV, only to find that the program "Small Town Story" could not be found.

"Okay." Grandma Jiang said with a smile, "You watch here first, and I will make pickle cakes for you."

While talking, Grandma Jiang made pickle cakes.

"Grandma, it's so strange. Why can't I find my program?"

Grandma Jiang looked at her with a smile at the kitchen door and waved at her.

Jiang Jiu was still wondering, but when she opened her eyes, she realized that everything was a dream.

She pulled the quilt and covered her head, tears falling again uncontrollably.