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Chapter 186 Rain in Youth

Meng Yulin was helpless and smiled apologetically at Mao Mao. He had no choice but to say what he said: You can do whatever you want and say what you want without considering what others think.

Zai Zhi, who got his words, has the absolute strength to carry them through to the end.

But Mao Mao said, "Okay, let's go and have a look." When she said this, she looked at Meng Yulin, "Actually, if you don't come, I am planning to invite you to come."

What does this mean?
When they followed the kitten into the house and saw the old man in the house, Meng Yulin suddenly understood why the kitten said that.

He knew this old man.

Back then, he bought an entire store of comic books from the old man.

No wonder, Kitty is so clear about his experience of buying comics back then.

The old man's physical condition seemed to be bad, but he still looked as kind as before. When he saw the kitten bringing his friends, his smile was as friendly as ever. He also let the kitten bring out snacks for them to eat, and called them "baby" and even called them "baby". It's all the same as before.

Meng Yulin seemed to be dreaming back to his boyhood. The boy carrying a schoolbag rushed to the comic shop after school. He found a corner to sit down, and his grandfather would give him a snack. There were herbal tea in the summer and hot drinks in the winter to keep him calm. Sit inside and read his favorite comics.

He was often the only child in the store, especially when it rained. Many classmates would come to the store to take shelter from the rain. The old man would give the children a cup of ginger tea each to drink to warm them up, and then they would all read quietly in the store. , waiting for the rain to stop, or for family members to come and send umbrellas.

"Grandpa." He stepped forward and called, "Do you still remember me?"

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at him carefully, and suddenly became excited, "It's you...it's you, doll!"

"Actually, grandpa told me last night that he still wants to see one person in this life, and that person is you." Mao Mao said softly, "Grandpa doesn't know that I actually know you, so even if you don't know me today, Come, I will invite you over too.”

"Hey, I'm old, I can't stand it anymore, my eyesight is bad..." The old man's eyes instantly became moist, and he stood up tremblingly to get something.

"Grandpa, I'll help you get whatever you want." Mao Mao said hurriedly.

Meng Yulin also supported him, "Grandpa, don't worry." The kitten always calls the old man grandpa, but he is used to calling him grandpa and has been calling him that way since he was a child.

The old man pointed to the drawer and said, "There is a notebook and money there."

The kitten quickly brought the thing to him.

The old man opened the book first. There were many figures densely packed in it. He flipped through the pages and turned to one of the pages, which read: The baby bought the book for 2 yuan.

The old man gave the money to Meng Yulin, "I'll give this back to you. Back then, it was my old man's fault and he took the money from your little baby."

Meng Yulin was stunned and quickly pushed the money back, "Grandpa, I bought the books with this money. I have moved the books home. Why are you giving me back the money?"

The old man shook his head, with tears in his eyes, "Silly boy, everyone knows what happened in that...that situation back then. My old man has already taken advantage of you, how can I take it so naturally? Besides, you are still a human being Where's my baby... In those few years, I owed a lot of favors and borrowed a lot of money. I earned and paid it back slowly, and now I've basically paid it off. The only thing missing is you, and I can't find you... But now I can't find you. Well, the kitten finally found you."

Meng Yulin refused to accept anything he said. The old man didn't borrow the money from him, he bought the book!

The old man held his hand tightly, "My child, grandpa's time is running out. If you don't want to leave with guilt, you should help grandpa so that he can leave this world without any debt. I will be of no use in this life, but I You can't trick a child." "Grandpa, you can't say that about yourself. You didn't trick me. I bought those books because I really liked them. Those books are still in my home. If you refund my money, do you want to Shall I return those books to you?" Meng Yulin asked anxiously.

Grandpa shook his head, "Those books are lucky to meet you. They are in the best place for them. Without you, they would eventually become just a pile of waste paper. Thank you for treating them well over the years. Thank you for helping me at that time. Because of this, I have to return the money to you, silly doll, take it!"

"Take it, Meng Yulin." Mao Mao said to him, "Just think of it as fulfilling grandpa's last wish."

Meng Yulin faced the old man's cloudy eyes and allowed the old man to stuff the money into his coat pocket without refusing again.

The old man seemed to be relieved. He tremblingly picked up the pen beside him and crossed out the words "The baby bought the book for 2 yuan" in the notebook.

Only then did Meng Yulin notice that this page was full of horizontal lines. This line of words about him was the last remaining content, and now it has been "deleted".

Zai Zhi and Xiao Yu were full of curiosity and wanted to come to Mao Mao's house to play, but what they saw was such a scene, which made no one feel happy.

Several young people chatted with the old man. It was obvious that the old man couldn't keep up with his energy, so Meng Yulin wisely said goodbye.

The old man didn't force them to stay anymore. He smiled and gave each of them a small bag of snacks and said, "Go and have fun."

Meng Yulin held the snacks, and once again thought of the rain in his youth. The raindrops were crackling like beans. He was sitting in the corner of the bookstore, with warm ginger tea and fragrant snacks in his hand. He was holding the book in his hand. , peaceful and happy.

Looking back, the old man was sitting on the old sofa, smiling and waving, as if telling him to go quickly, or saying goodbye to him. The thin figure and the mottled wall paintings behind him merged into one, as if they came from a long time ago. A page was folded out of an old photo album.

The kitten went out with them and chatted with them at a nearby cafe.

"He is not my biological grandfather, Meng Yulin, do you remember there was a little girl in the bookstore?"

Meng Yulin recalled that there was, there was a girl, she was grandpa's granddaughter or granddaughter.

He nodded.

"She is grandpa's granddaughter. Her name is Xiao Yuan. I am Xiao Yuan's friend."

"So, what about Little Yuanren? Why doesn't she stay with grandpa? Why does it seem like you are taking care of grandpa?" Xiao Yu had been holding back her questions for a long time, and she couldn't bear it any longer.

Zai Zhi also nodded vigorously, and she also wanted to ask.

"Xiaoyuan...she's gone." The kitten said, her eyes flushed.

"Gone?" Xiao Yu exclaimed. She didn't dare to guess what the missing meant.

"Yes." Mao Mao looked at Meng Yulin, "Do you know why grandpa sold all the books in the bookstore? Because at that time, Xiao Yuan was seriously injured and needed money for treatment. Grandpa... didn't have that much money. , so I sold all the books, moved the bookstore, and looked for people to borrow money. However, Xiaoyuan's injury was never completely cured... Later, Xiaoyuan left and never came back... With Xiaoyuan Yuan's physical condition is very likely to be gone... Grandpa searched for her while doing odd jobs here and there, but there was no whereabouts. Grandpa didn't want to live for a while, but there was still one thing on his mind, that book. Grandpa There are two contents recorded in that notebook. One is how much money he has earned over the years. Every dollar is recorded. The other is the money he borrowed for Xiao Yuan's medical treatment. If he saves enough, he will Paying off an account and paying off all the debts in this book was his obsession in the years to come. Every time he crossed out an account, it was like deleting a period of time in his life. When he crossed out all the accounts, His life has almost been deleted, and his obsession with living is gone..."

(End of this chapter)