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"Grandma -" Xiaoyi ran in front and greeted the old woman affectionately.

"Xiaoyi, you're here too." The old woman pretended to have just seen him.

"Aunt, hello -" it was Xia Dong.

Hearing the familiar voice of Xia Dong, the old woman suddenly froze. She bowed her head and didn't dare to look back at her.

Xia Dong saw that the old woman didn't respond, so she had to go around in front of her and say politely, "aunt, I heard from the children that you took good care of them during their spring outing. I thank you for the children."

The old woman still hung her head, held the crutch tightly in her right hand, and said hoarsely, "it doesn't matter. I like their three children very much."

Bailihan looked at the old woman. She was dressed neatly, her hair was gray, her right leg was not flexible, and she was leaning on a crutch. Maybe it was because there were scars on her face, so she kept her head down and didn't want to look up at them. He didn't take it to heart and smiled. "Aunt, it's hard to take a taxi this way. If you don't mind, I'll give you a ride."

The old woman shook her head again and again. "No, don't bother you. I can go back by myself."

My big black and white eyes flashed and said softly, "grandma, there's still a long way to go back from here. Just take our car."

Xia Dong said, "yes, aunt, it's not safe for you to take the bus alone. Let's take you to the station."

The old woman lowered her head and remained silent for a moment. At last she said hoarsely, "well, please."

Xia Dong said with a smile, "no trouble, Xiaoyi, hold on to grandma, let's go."

Brigham found that the two children were really close to the old woman, especially the little girl. He walked on the old woman's left hand, with a bright smile on his little face, and said something he didn't understand from time to time, as if it was a story of an old man coaxing a child. He guessed that it might have been told to her by the old woman before.

The old woman also likes little darling very much. Sometimes she touches her little head and laughs in a low voice. The old and the young laugh together. It's really a bit like grandparents and grandchildren.

The party went up the Boulevard and went outside the tomb.

A man came up.

His hair was gray, his eyes were wrinkled, and he held a bunch of chrysanthemums in his hand.

It's Xia Zhensheng.

Summer and winter stopped.

Brigham's hand on her waist tightened, and the consolation was obvious.

Xia Zhensheng's footsteps stopped, and he looked a little uncomfortable. He grabbed the chrysanthemum with his right hand, "Xia Xia, ah Han, you're coming too."

Brigham's lips moved. Just as he wanted to speak, there came a startled voice from behind, "grandma, what's the matter with you?"

Then it's the voice of the little wing. "Grandma's asthma is gone, little boy. Do you see if grandma's spray is in that pocket?"

When John B. B. Lee and hay winter hurried back to help him, he picked up the spray from the little boy, and sprayed several times before the old man's nose. The sound of her sharp breathing gradually weakened and her convulsive body slowly and steadily. Even so, she hung her head, unwilling to lift it.

Xia Dong held her arm and said anxiously, "aunt, why don't you sit down and have a rest?"

She breathed slowly and said slowly, "it's all right... I'm all right..."

Xia Zhensheng looked at them in a daze. It was obvious that he didn't understand what was going on with their combination.

After bailihan confirmed that the old lady had recovered, he patted Xiaoyi's small head and said, "Xiaoyi, little darling, why don't you call someone? Call grandpa quickly."

The two children's first reaction was to look at Xia Dong's face, because they all knew that their mommy didn't like Grandpa.

Xia Dong's expression was faint and did not show displeasure.

So the two children were relieved and cried with a smile, "Hello Grandpa."

Xia Zhensheng was so excited that he almost burst into tears and said repeatedly, "well, you are also good."

"Let's go. It's getting late." Xia Dong patted the shoulders of the two children, but he still didn't pay attention to Xia Zhensheng. After all, their relationship has been rigid for so many years. Even if she is willing to put down her hatred for him, she is still not ready to face him.

Xia Zhensheng looked stiff.

Bailihan's lips were hooked and said faintly, "father-in-law, let's go first."

Xia Zhensheng was shocked suddenly, his eyes quickly brightened and nodded, "OK, you go first, I'll accompany your mother-in-law."

Xia Dong's face changed, the corners of his lips tightened tightly, wanted to say something, and finally held back.

The old woman's fingers holding the crutch suddenly trembled. Her body was unstable and shook. Xia Dong quickly held her, "aunt, are you okay?"

"I... I'm fine..." her voice trembled a little.

Xia Dong thought she hadn't recovered from her illness just now, and couldn't care to get angry with Xia Zhensheng, so she helped her to go outside the tomb.

Xia Zhensheng looked at the back of their group leaving. Finally, he put his eyes on the old woman and frowned slightly. The thin body arched its back, like carrying a thousand kilograms. It was full of sadness and loneliness, which would make him feel sad.

The old woman seemed to be very taboo when others saw her face. All the way, she kept her head down and hid herself in the corner without saying a word.

Bailihan took her to the station. At the station, she could take the minibus back to the township. After their husband and wife sent her on the bus, the minibus had not started. In summer and winter, she saw many fruit vendors around the station. She whispered a few words to bailihan, and then quickly walked to the fruit stall to buy some fruit.

Xia Dong got on the minibus and planned to give the fruit to the old woman. She looked around and saw an old face in the penultimate row.

The left side of the face was uneven, with terrible scars, and the right side was full of wrinkles. Against her gray hair, she looked old. Her turbid eyes were full of surprise. Suddenly, she lowered her head in a panic to avoid the sight of summer and winter.

The driver was already urging. Xia Dong had no time to think again. She quickly walked to the old woman, stuffed the fruit bag into her hand and said, "aunt, you can take these fruits on the road and eat them on the road. Be careful on the road."

The old woman held the fruit bag tightly with her dead tree skin hands, nodded with emphasis, and sobbed in her voice, "OK, bye."

"Miss, I'm going to drive. Please hurry down." The driver is urging again.

Xia Dong only had time to say "goodbye" and hurried off.

On the way home, summer and winter always feel something wrong.

Brigham looked sideways at her frown and thought, and smiled, "wife, what are you thinking?"

"I always think it's strange..."

"What's strange?"

Xia Dong suddenly turned to look at him and said seriously, "husband, that aunt, she lives 50 or 60 kilometers away from city A. why do you want to visit her grave here?"