return to the third grade

Chapter 541

The room was filled with deep sorrow. The aunt and the old aunt were the two who cried the most. They went to Fengcheng when they were young. For so many years, unless there was a vacation, they would usually come back when they were married. , There are a lot of things, even if you want to be an old lady, you can't help it.

They let the old lady pass several times, but the old lady was unwilling to love her family. Even if she barely passed, she would come back after a few days. Since the life here has improved, the old lady is even more worried about Ye Linghe Ling Xiaoxiao was afraid that they would starve if they couldn't eat, and that they would learn bad things if no one watched them, so in all these years, she only visited her great-grandson once after the new year.

The aunt and the old aunt sat on the sofa and cried uncontrollably. I don't know if it was because the old lady did too little filial piety when she was there, or because she suddenly realized that she wanted to support her son but she didn't want to be loved.

Ling Xiaoxiao got up early the next morning to help Ling Ma entertain the relatives and friends who came over.After one night, she was able to accept the fact that her grandma passed away, and cheered up.Ling Ma has been haggard all the time, which made Ling Xiaoxiao very worried, for fear that Ling Ma would have collapsed before the old man's affairs were finished.

Ling Xiaoxiao was able to recover quickly, which made Ling's father and Jiang Zizhuo both heave a sigh of relief. Jiang Zizhuo didn't have to stare at her, so he could free up his hands to help Ling's father buy some needed things.

Father Ling has reserved ten tables of banquets in Qingfeng Building, and the table, menu and drinks also need to be finalized.Coincidentally, Ling's father and Ling's mother have quite a few brothers and sisters, but most of them are not in Quan County, so they can only rely on themselves when encountering such things that require help.

Ling Xiaoxiao cheered up and helped Ling's mother take care of the house, and Jiang Zizhuo helped Ling's father take care of the outside, so he could be busy for a while.

In the afternoon, most of the relatives and friends who expressed condolences had gone back, and there were fewer people in the room. Ling Xiaoxiao pressed Ling Ma on the bed and forced her to sleep.

She herself went to the coffin shed, and followed Ye Ling to watch the coffin.

"Second sister, do you still remember that in your third year of junior high school, grandma came back from Fengcheng and stayed at your house first, and I was still jealous at that time." Speaking of the past, Ye Ling's eyes were red again.

"You are ashamed to say, then you will be as ignorant as you are, and you will know how to hang out with your classmates after school. If you don't write your homework and don't listen to the class, can grandma and I not worry about it?" Speaking of The corners of Ling Xiaoxiao's mouth are full of nostalgia for the past.

Ye Ling's big eyes filled with a little doubt: "Second sister, you will be like a different person suddenly. You are old-fashioned when you talk and do things. You know how to hold books and test papers every day, and you always look at me like hell. dead."

Didn't she suddenly change to another person, Ling Xiaoxiao added in her heart: "You are so naughty, if you don't look at you, you still don't go to heaven."

"Second Sister Smelly, never forget to mention me," Ye Ling murmured, "Grandma actually loved you the most at that meeting. You improved a lot every time you took the test, and every time Grandma heard it, she would say Yaya This child must have stayed up late again, and then he will think of making delicious food for you to replenish your body."

"I am such an obedient and sensible granddaughter, if grandma doesn't love me, who do I love?" Ling Xiaoxiao had a look of pride on her brows, and she saw the old lady's portrait in the coffin shed from the corner of her eye, and her eyes couldn't help getting slightly wet.

The two sisters fell down again, how happy the past memories were, and how sour their hearts were at this moment.

"It's getting cold, you two go back to the house, I'll just take care of it here." The little uncle came over with a big hot water cup in his arms.

"Okay, then thank you uncle, we'll come over and replace you at dinner later." Ling Xiaoxiao thoughtfully took Ye Ling's hand and walked back.

There are a lot of people in the family these days, and they can't always order dinner at the restaurant, so they can only find someone to cook it. As soon as Ling Xiaoxiao entered the house and washed her hands, she went into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Jiang Zizhuo was helping Mama Ling chop vegetables. Seeing her coming in, he raised his head and glanced at her face before looking away.

"Your uncle went out to guard?" Ling Ma was holding a palm-sized crucian carp in her hand and was scraping the scales hard.

"Well, when we came in, I saw that my aunt had also gone out." Ling Xiaoxiao walked to Jiang Zizhuo's side, and saw that there were still dishes by the sink that hadn't been washed in time, so she turned on the faucet.

"I don't worry if they are outside. There are no people at home this day. I don't have time to go out and watch for your grandma. I have to go out to watch for a while after dinner. Tomorrow, the coffin will be withdrawn, so I won't have another chance." It's gone." Ling Ma was a little disappointed, as if she still couldn't accept the facts in front of her.

Ling Xiaoxiao is very familiar with this way of avoiding immersed in negative emotions, and she also knows how much it will hurt her body, so she hurriedly followed what Ling Ma said: "Okay, I will accompany you, let's send grandma to her for the last time together." Procedure."

"Your grandma didn't love you for nothing." Ling Ma finished handling the fish in her hand, and reached out to take another fish out of the bag.

"You go to stir-fry, I'll cut these, so it can be faster." Ling Xiaoxiao pushed Jiang Zizhuo, Jiang Zizhuo's culinary skills are unmatched by anyone in the family, so it is most suitable for him to cook.

"I'll go out with you at night." Jiang Zizhuo put down the kitchen knife, picked up the frying pan obediently, and prepared to cook while cleaning the pan.

The dinner is fairly simple, except for the braised crucian carp which is the most complicated dish, the rest are light stir-fries and some cooked food bought from outside.

It's just that even so, the people who eat still don't have much appetite. Ling Xiaoxiao can't eat any more after barely eating half a bowl of rice. No matter how much Jiang Zizhuo persuades her, she refuses to eat more.

"You won't be able to bear this body." Jiang Zizhuo always felt that it was extremely difficult to raise a little meat for Ling Xiaoxiao, and every time he just got a little fatter, he would encounter such and such things.

"No, I'm in good health now, don't worry, nothing will happen." Ling Xiaoxiao really didn't feel any discomfort.

There was nothing Jiang Zizhuo could do if he couldn't persuade him, but he was thinking in his heart, should he come back from the vigil later and make some supper for her, Ling Xiaoxiao's expression was not at all good.

The night was cool, Ling Xiaoxiao was wrapped in Ling Ma's coat, because it was the last night, most of the people came out to sit around the coffin, chatting about homework to pass the time.

Ling Fan leaned next to Jiang Zizhuo, discussing with him the biggest key points in the project.

"Brother-in-law, look, our papers are stored in the database. A paper is a byte block. If you want to extract the desired small part from it, it is difficult not to bring out other content."

"So find a way to fragment the papers first, so that these articles exist in the form of entries before being imported into the database, and then just nest a few more layers of tags."

"But for fragmentation, we need to develop a set of tools and an import script corresponding to this set of tools. Otherwise, even if the paper is fragmented, there is no way to import it into the database."

. . .

The two discussed technical issues as if no one was around, while Ling Xiaoxiao and Ye Ling listened with confusion.

(End of this chapter)