You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 254 Grandmother
Ying Yu knocked on the door and entered, only to see an old lady with silver hair kneeling on the futon, her hair was not decorated with any gorgeous decorations, only a shiny ebony hairpin was tied up in a bun.

Dressed in a dark crow-colored coarse cloth dress, she didn't have the air of being a lady at all. Her shriveled and thin body was nestled on the futon. If she hadn't lit a lamp by her side, it would be hard to notice that there was such a person in the room.

Ying Yu stood still in front of the old lady, put the helmet in her arms aside, and bowed to the old lady: "Grandmother, it's my grandson who is unfilial."

The old lady's expression moved slightly, and the withered palm in the depths stroked Ying Yu's head that was stuck on the ground: "Get up quickly, I know you are busy every day, so I don't blame you."

Ying Yu raised her head and saw that the old lady was about to get up, so she quickly reached out to hold the old lady's arm, and helped the old lady to sit at the low table.

The old lady raised her head and said to the girl in Tsing Yi: "Man'er, go get some food."

Ying Manrong blessed the old lady, turned around and went to the side room.

The old lady pointed to the seat opposite and told Ying Yu to sit down. Looking at her grandson whom she hadn't seen for a long time, the old lady finally had a smile on her face.

"I know you're here on business today, and I've been waiting for you to come and eat with my old lady. I would rather lie under a tree than come, and I have to ask someone to invite me."

As long as Ying Yu could remember, his grandmother stayed in the small Buddhist hall every day, she was quiet and serious every day, with high forehead and cheekbones on her shriveled face, which always gave people a gloomy look. feel.

When I was a child, I took Ying Si to greet my grandmother, but Ying Si was always frightened and cried by the old lady's appearance, which even left a lot of shadows on Ying Yu.

Hearing what his grandmother said, Ying Yu's heart tightened, and he quickly confessed his mistake in a low voice: "It's all A Yu's fault, when A Yu arrived outside the temple, it was already late, so he didn't come to pay his respects to his grandmother for fear of disturbing his grandmother's rest. "

Ying Yu was afraid of being scolded by her grandmother again, and then said in a low voice: "How is grandmother recently? A Yu sees that your room is really empty. I will send someone to buy some for you tomorrow. You can live comfortably."

"No need, the old man came to pray for our family, not to enjoy blessings at Anguo Temple."

Xu Shi felt that her tone was too harsh, the old lady paused and said: "Master Mingjing knows that this old lady is the old lady of Yongwei Hou Mansion, these are two high-quality wing rooms specially given to the old identity, which are better than those in the palace. Those who live here are not bad, so you don't have to worry about it."

Ying Yu also knew that her grandmother didn't like extravagance, and she was used to this kind of hard life, so she didn't speak out to persuade her.

It's just that when he thinks of his vicious stepmother who eats rich clothes and fine food every day, while his real grandmother has simple food and simple food every day, and her whole heart is dedicated to Buddha, it's inevitable that she feels a little bit aggrieved.

At this time, Ying Manrong came over with a tray in her hands, lowered her eyebrows and raised her bare hands lightly, and placed a few dishes of porridge and a plate of dim sum in front of Ying Yu.

Ying Yu didn't dare to move his chopsticks first, so he asked first, "Is grandma ready to eat?"

The old lady handed the chopsticks to Ying Yu: "I've used them, fill your stomach quickly. You've been busy all day, but you still haven't got a drop of water? No matter how strong your body is, you can't carry it so hard."

"Hey." Ying Yu responded, not being polite to grandma.

Ying Yu didn't care about eating, he finished a plate of side dishes with a few chopsticks, and then swallowed a few mouthfuls of clear soup, and swept away the side dishes and porridge on the table in less than a cup of tea.

The food in the temple was really lackluster, Ying Yu pursed her lips, feeling that she was only half full.

"Second Master is not full, let's use some lotus flower cakes." Ying Manrong, who was standing by the side, bent slightly and whispered a foot away from Ying Yu's ear.

(End of this chapter)