So desolate: often pitted by a black-bellied husband

With a happy smile on the old man's face, Lu Anyi wondered how long it had been since Colonel Pei had dinner with so many people.

The point is not that there are so many people, so many public service advertisements, the older the elderly, the more lonely they are, and they often go home to see if they have nothing to do. There are two old people living here who are separated by generations. They have depended on each other for many years.

They live a clean and quiet life, and they prefer this quiet rural life to the noisy city.

"Come on, grandpa made this specially for you. It's very fresh." Colonel Pei scooped up a bowl of hot crucian carp and placed it in front of Lu Zhenyang, with a few spinach floating in it.

Lu Zhenyang drank two mouthfuls of soup, smiled and gave Colonel Pei a thumbs up, "The soup made by grandpa is really delicious."[

"Drink more if it tastes good."

After finishing speaking, Colonel Pei got up and went to the kitchen again. After a while, he came out with a pair of bowls and chopsticks in his hands, which were different in pattern and color from the bowls and chopsticks on the dinner table. He went to the table to scoop up a bowl of soup.

Lu Anyi looked at Colonel Pei scooping up the soup carefully, always paying attention to whether there were any fish bones, and she guessed, "Grandpa, is this for Aunt Qiong?"

"Yes." Colonel Pei nodded and got up to leave his seat.

Lu Anyi stood up, stretched out her hands to Colonel Pei, and said, "You eat, I'll deliver."

Colonel Pei waved his hand and said, "You can eat it, and I will send it to you."

Lu Anyi stretched her hand forward again, pursed her lips and smiled slightly, "Give it to me, I want to give it to you."

"Hey, good." Colonel Pei nodded in agreement, and handed the bowl and chopsticks to Lu Anyi.

Lu Anyi went upstairs with the soup, and pushed open the door of Aunt Qiong's room. Aunt Qiong was still sitting and did not lie down. When she saw Lu Anyi go in, she turned her face away and looked out the window.

"Aunt Qiong, have some soup." Lu Anyi entered the door and looked at the old furniture in a room, always feeling sad and melancholy, went to the bed and put the soup on the bedside table.

Seeing that Aunt Qiong had been looking out the window, she patted Aunt Qiong's arm lightly, and called in a low voice, "Aunt Qiong, have some soup."

"An Yi, put it down, you go to eat, I'll drink later."

Lu Anyi felt that something was wrong when she heard Aunt Qiong's voice, she leaned over to look at Aunt Qiong's face, her heart throbbed suddenly, Aunt Qiong's eyes were red, and there were still tears on her face, obviously she had been crying for a while.

If she guessed correctly, she might have started crying after she and Pei Yifeng left just now, she pulled Aunt Qiong and hugged her tightly, "Aunt Qiong, you are sad, just tell me what you think, tell me. "

After finishing speaking, she also began to cry, unable to control her emotions, "Aunt Qiong, why didn't you tell us about your sadness?"

"An Yi." Aunt Qiong choked up and called Lu Anyi's name, patting her on the back lightly.

Lu Anyi pushed Aunt Qiong away, shaking her head with tears streaming down her face, "God is so unfair, why do good people have to suffer so much, and wicked people like Yao Wanwan and Pei Renping should be punished, why should we punish kind-hearted Aunt Qiong?" people."

After speaking in dissatisfaction, she hugged Aunt Qiong again, and Aunt Qiong continued to gently caress her back, comforting her, "An Yi, God is actually fair. He didn't let Ting Yi be by my side but gave me For a good boy like Yifeng, all these years Yifeng has been more filial to me than his own son, I am very content."

Lu Anyi shook her head and felt wronged for Aunt Qiong, "Aunt Qiong, I feel worthless for you, why, why are you so stupid, foolishly being alone for that unworthy person."[