Her Sniper

She accompanied her grandmother quietly, and Mrs. Jiang also told her impressive experiences in this life intermittently. These stories had no logical connection. Mrs. Jiang said where she wanted to go, and sometimes because she couldn't keep up with her physical strength, she suddenly broke up.

Rao is so, Wen Shishi still listen to with interest, also do not urge, just sit there quietly, with eyes to grandma feedback, hear danger earn round eyes, turn bad luck will smile.

Although Mrs. Jiang is old and in poor health, her language is concise and attractive.

With that, she looked up and saw Wen Shishi's young and energetic face. She patted Wen Shishi's hand and sighed, "it's more than 90 years. It's like a dream."

"No, it's a rich treasure. Even if only Ji guangpianyu left us, it's also a precious treasure."

"Well, I like that." Mrs. Jiang chuckled, "I've been active and passive in my life, willing or unwilling. I've crossed too many rivers, and many of them haven't been mentioned to anyone. When I close my eyes, you can go digging. I'm sure it's a surprise and I won't let you down."

Wen Shishi was sad to hear that Mrs. Jiang was talking about a hundred years later. Mrs. Jiang comforted her and said, "one day, I've lived more than ninety years. That's enough. Even when it comes to those regrets, it seems that it's not a pity to have just experienced them. "

"When I was as young as you, I was confused about the future, so I know what you are thinking. Don't be afraid, one lamp will go out and another will go on. Enjoy your unique life."

"Maybe you can understand my current state of mind when you are as old as me, and then..."

Old Mrs. Jiang's hand reached out to Wen Shishi's stomach, and Wen Shishi busily led her to put it on the bulging radian, "maybe this little girl will accompany you then, baby, you should be obedient, don't disturb your mother."

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Susan waited anxiously at the door, pacing wider and wider, frowning.

She faintly heard Mrs. Jiang and Wen Shishi talking intermittently in the room. Then once, Mrs. Jiang's voice fell behind, and there was no more conversation in it.

Susan hesitated to go in and kept looking at the door downstairs, worried about whether the doctor had come.

Just as Susan approached the door of Mrs. Jiang's room again, Wen Shishi came out.

With her head down and her expression blurred, Susan quickly stepped forward and asked in a soft, concerned voice, "Miranda, what's the matter?"

When Wen Shishi heard Susan's voice, she couldn't help it. She covered her face with her hand and sobbed.

"It's OK. It's going to be OK." Susan hugged her and comforted her. She put her head on her shoulder and soon got wet.

In fact, whether Wen Shishi or Susan, they both know that comfort at this time is useless, the pace of time will not stay for anyone, and the will of heaven will not fulfill people's wishes. It's just that at this time they need to support themselves.

After a short cry, Wen Shishi wiped her tears and said to Wu Ma, "Mrs. Jiang has orders. Let all who should come in."

As soon as Wu Ma heard this, she knew that it was Mrs. Jiang who was going to tell her story. Her eyes turned red again and she went to find some servants.

Wen Shishi and Susan enter the room again. Old Mrs. Jiang is closing her eyes to have a rest. They sit quietly by the bed.

"Come, little girl."

Mrs. Jiang speaks English, and Susan is surprised that she knows she's here without opening her eyes.

But Mrs. Jiang laughed, "it's nothing. When you grow up in a completely different cultural environment, your footsteps are totally different. I'm old now. You'll have to come in before you can tell. "

"No matter where you are, you can't compare with many young people for your sensitive feeling and clear mind." It's not flattery, it's Susan's truth.

Mrs. Jiang sighed, "in fact, it's not what I want. I can't change how many things I've experienced. I also want to completely put it down and really rest for a few years, but some things have been deeply engraved into the bone and blood. I don't want you to be the same. You are all good girls. I hope you can really enjoy happiness and peace. "

"Susan." When she heard Mrs. Jiang calling herself, Susan quickly stood in front of the bed and bent down to listen to her instruction. "She's poetic and gentle. You have to help her with many things."

"Grandma, don't worry. Poetry has helped me a lot." Susan followed Mrs. Jiang's words and read Wen Shishi's Chinese nickname carefully, which made Mrs. Jiang smile at ease.

"Yes, you two complement each other. There is a saying in China with a long history called "the mean". I know that you are very enterprising and capable, but you must also devote some time and energy to take care of yourself. You two sisters, support forward, I am at ease

Old Mrs. Jiang folded their hands together. They also grasped their hands knowingly and promised to help each other and push forward.

At this time, several old servants came to the room, stood neatly, and asked Mrs. Jiang in a low voice what she wanted to do.

"Oh, you're here. It's hard for some of you to wait on me for half a lifetime, and then take care of the younger generation. I'll just say a few words.""Mrs. Jiang, you have offended us by saying that. We all remember your kindness to us." Wu Ma must have cried for a while, but she also tried to make her voice more calm.

"I know your hard work and your heart. Sincerity may not be exchanged for sincerity. You have been sincere to our family for so many years. You can afford the hard work and thanks."

"Well, we've all got it. Thank you, old lady." Wu Ma choked.

Mrs. Jiang said: "my children and grandchildren, I have taught them to treat the old people well. It takes a lot of people to make concerted efforts for the Jiang family to go far."

"We all know that. Don't worry about it. And from master and wife to An'an, they are all good to us. We really take charge of this family."

"Wu Ma, you know how to fool people. I'm really good at it." Old Mrs. Jiang opened her eyebrows and said with a smile, "in the future, Ann and other grandchildren will depend on you."

With tears in her eyes, Wu Ma held her hand tightly and made a solemn promise. Mrs. Jiang closed her eyes and lay down safely, as if she had really let go of all her worries.

"Grandma, take a rest first. Jiang Moshen, Jiang Binbin, and your parents will be here soon." Wen said to her in a soft voice.

But Mrs. Jiang shook her head gently. "I'm afraid I can't wait. Although we can't say we don't regret it, life is like this. When it comes to everything, it won't be perfect. Everything is too much, fate must be done early, leave so many regrets, I have enough satisfaction