My Love Style Is A Bit Abnormal

Chapter 324,【Xiao Yi, let's have a baby】

With a light sigh, Xiao Yi said.

The women fed some porridge and forcibly endured the grief in her heart, whispering in her ear to ask if there was anything else that needed to be explained.

Hearing the door opening, the women looked over and whispered.

Jiang Qingyi looked at the profile of her younger brother under the moonlight, and suddenly said softly.

Tightening her nose, Jiang Qingyi snuggled into his arms and said the words she had always buried in her heart.

The old man was smoking a dry cigarette and glanced at the direction of the main room from time to time, his eyes filled with sentimentality.

She needs someone, and she needs to speak loudly, cry, and shout, which indicates that she will not be deserted when she leaves, and many people will see her off.

"grandmother…"

Xiao Yi's third day away from Suzhou.

He just knelt down in front of grandma's bed and looked at grandma's face carefully.

Everyone knows that this is the end of the day, and manpower cannot do it.

The next second, weeping loudly.

My grandmother was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, and her clothes had been changed into new ones by the women in the village.

According to custom.

"Xiao Yi, let's have a baby~"

The atmosphere in the room was really depressing, making Xiao Yi breathless for a while.

"You're back too."

By asking, Xiao Yi also roughly knew what happened.

She devoted her whole life to education, but she never took any advice from the villagers. After all, the village was barren at that time, and many people could not solve the problem at home, let alone send their children to learn knowledge.

Xiao Yi knew, how could Senior Sister be in the mood to eat at this time.

(Ask for a ticket~)

"Originally, a few of our old buddies discussed it, and we made a special event for Wen Yue's funeral. It was a lively event, and we also brought in the singing team in the town, but I still want to hear about you and Qing'er. Opinion."

Xiao Huang no longer had the jubilant energy of the past, shrugged his head and lay at the feet of Senior Sister, occasionally sticking out his tongue and licking the soles of her feet.

There is a lack of recreational activities in the village, and visiting visitors are almost all the activities, or go to the old locust tree at the head of the village to watch others play chess.

It is a tradition for the older generation to have a happy funeral.

"Okay, okay, they're all back."

"It's Xiaoxiao back..."

Jiang Qingyi walked out of the room.

In this way, many scholars have been created in this poor village, so that they can successfully walk out of the mountains through knowledge.

Xiao Yi sat on the chair where his grandmother usually sat, watching the night in a daze. Xiao Huang was lying at his feet, and he didn't have the usual energy of a dog chasing a cat.

Experienced old people know that grandma left almost tonight.

Taking advantage of the last trace of clarity, she stretched out her dry, cold palms and grabbed Qingyi's small hands, and then put her in Xiao Yi's hands, struggling.

Xiao Yi embraced Xiao Huang in his arms, rubbed the hair on his back and said softly.

Grandma glanced at him, and said slowly with a smile on her seemingly rosy face.

a long time.

So the villagers who had mobile phones immediately called Jiang Qingyi.

 …

 …

The yard was surrounded by villagers in twos and threes.

Seeing Xiao Yi walk in, they knew that the family had something to say, and walked out of the house sensible, leaving the last time to them.

Nodding, Xiao Yi only felt the panic in his throat, he supported the trembling shoulders of the senior sister, and said softly.

 …

"It's not the reason for being sick..."

"Why are you crying? Grandma is very happy to see you."

 …

From the moment Xiao Yi entered the door, she did not speak, nor did she ask why Xiao Yi came back.

long silence.

After saying this, my grandmother slowly closed her eyes, her breathing stopped, but she still had a faint smile on her wrinkled face.

They are all scholars who have gone out from this small mountain village. Now that they have learned that their teacher has passed away, they have come from all directions to see their teacher on the last journey.

(kowtow~)

 …

Grandma said something with a smile, and then looked at Qingyi and said reproach.

 …

Maybe God also knows that he is too wronged for this ordinary but great old man.

"He's been waiting for me down there for a long time, and I'll be able to reunite with your grandfather soon."

"Wen Yue didn't enjoy it when she was alive. Could it be that she was so quiet and silent when she left?"

Senior Sister was lying on the head of her grandmother's bed, her eyes were red, and her cheeks were full of tears.

"I'm not hungry…"

Dark night.

"Well, I'm here."

"Xiao Xiao, Grandma's only wish is to be Qing'er. She is quieter and kinder, which is a good thing, but she is easily bullied. Even if she suffers grievances, she will keep it in her heart. You should take care of her more in the future."

The small mountain village, which has been deserted for decades, is lively again.

What's more, my grandmother is a well-known good person in these eight townships. There are countless children who have learned from her and walked out of the mountains.

 …

At this moment, a surprised voice came from the room.

Xiao Yi stepped forward, and the senior didn't say anything but just lay in his arms and cried again.

The grandmother woke up a little more energetic.

After all, they were all elderly people who attended the wedding at the time, and they were no strangers to Xiao Yi.

After all, several old folks in the village leave like this every year.

Grandma is her only relative in this world.

After hearing Xiao Yi's words, some old people nodded in agreement, while others expressed their disapproval.

It was the grandmother's family who persuaded them to send their children to the school, and the tuition fees were waived, and they often took care of the students' meals.

It's just that under the old locust tree at the head of the village, the figure who often leans on crutches and silently watches others play chess can no longer be seen.

Animals are psychic.

At noon, my grandmother finally woke up, but she had no strength, and spoke only in a low voice.

He threw his jacket over his senior's shoulders and walked out of the house.

(End of this chapter)

Although at the request of Xiao Yi and Qingyi, my grandmother's funeral was relatively simple and not many people were notified, but many people still came on the day of the burial.

Most of them bring their families with them, some are company employees, some are teachers, doctors, and many have entered old age.

The senior who received the news naturally rushed back immediately.

Xiao Yi put her in his arms and comforted her.

The women knew that the grandmother wanted to see her granddaughter again before she left.

Three in the morning.

"Come with me, I'll show you a new friend."

"At present, she still has some consciousness, but the nearest hospital is a hundred miles away, and it doesn't make sense to send it to the clinic in the town. Instead, it may be on the bumpy way..."

Not to mention that the grandmother has raised Xiao Huang for so many years, he may know some things better than humans.

In the living room is due south, there is a bed, the end of the bed is facing the direction of the main entrance of the main room, and the head of the bed is facing the god statue.

A heavy rain washed the whole sky to see the old man off.

Qing Yi slept for a long time.

After the death of a loved one, I don't know how long it will take to recover from this grief.

From returning to the village to the end of my grandmother's burial, my senior didn't close her eyes very much, and her eyes were crying like a light bulb.

Grandma woke up.

Senior Sister is leaning over to her side and talking in a low voice, crying and laughing for a while, with a small face like a cat.

"Let's make it simpler. Grandma was indifferent by nature when she was young. After she left, she probably didn't want to let many people be busy with her affairs."

After a while, he said seriously.

It's just that by the time she got home, her grandmother was completely in a coma, and her senior didn't have time to say a word to her.

The reason was that my grandmother didn't show up for a walk in the village in the morning.

Now only Xiao Yi is left.

Following Xiao Yi's advice, Mr.'s funeral was not a big deal, but a simple ceremony was held in the village.

Senpai's cries rang out!

"It's good to have so many people seeing off grandma, and Qingyi probably doesn't want to.

It rained on the day of the burial.

There was movement from behind.

"grandmother……"

The villagers live a day-to-day life as usual.

They were all too familiar with this picture.

She washed her face, but because she hadn't eaten much in the past few days, her complexion looked very bad.

I can't see the figure who wakes up every morning and brings Xiao Huang to the door to talk.

The grandfather who passed away was buried there, and there was a photo of the grandfather when he was young on the tombstone, and he looked very handsome.

“Xiao Yi～”

Their faces were filled with sadness, silence, and pain.

Senior Sister has long been crying dry.

So, as soon as they said hello, every family couldn't take care of the busyness, and a few women hurriedly called a nearby doctor.

Seeing Xiao Yi walk into the yard, they didn't speak either, just nodded to him.

In the end, only after Xiao Yi's strong request did he go to sleep in the room.

The grandmother didn't have any sympathy for the world, but with a faint smile on her face, she just called out the name of sister.

After the grandmother left, the remote small mountain village was once again deserted.

Seeing Xiao Yi walk out of the room, an old man waved at him, Xiao Yi walked over.

Hearing this, Xiao Yi was silent for a while.

When a person dies, there cannot be no one in front of the bed.

"Grandma's gone, you'll be the only one left."

From time to time, the old man from the next village stooped to his grandmother's house with the help of his wife.

"Hungry or not, I'll go get you something to eat."

 …

There was no pain in walking, with a satisfied smile on his face.

At first, my grandmother's voice was strong, but the tone gradually weakened as she spoke.

It's just that I woke up several times in the middle, crying and laughing, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul.

The moon and stars are rare.

Blinking his eyes twice, Xiao Huang seemed to understand Xiao Yi's words, barked twice, and stuck out his tongue to lick Xiao Yi's face.

A small mountain village like this is far away from the world, and every household will have a dog. Without the company of relatives, having a dog or a cat can be regarded as an additional comfort and a person to talk to.

With this sentence alone, Jiang Qingyi turned her head, and tears fell on her fair and pretty face again.

"Grandma probably won't be able to drink your wedding wine..."

Into the ground is safe.

 …

"Grandma knows that she can't make it through this summer, but there is always a day. If you leave earlier, you can see your grandfather earlier."

And grandma's habit is to take Xiao Huang for a walk in the village after breakfast, hanging around.

Xiao Yi couldn't talk anymore and ran into the house in a hurry.

Although the grandmother woke up, the women in the room did not have happy expressions, because they all knew that this was a sign of the grandmother's return to light, because there was still something in her heart, and there was still something to say.

"Isn't it okay to be quiet?"

After speaking, Xiao Yi gestured towards the kitchen, but Jiang Qingyi grabbed his hand, pulled him to sit down on the stone steps, shook his head and said softly.

The yard is quiet.

It was dark outside the village, the mountains and rivers were silent, and the shadows of the trees swayed in the night wind.

Their hearts skipped a beat, knowing that something was wrong.

The burial place is in the back mountain.

Every house in the village lights up the lights, illuminating the road in front of each house.

The people in front of the bed came wave after wave, but they didn't cry, because it wasn't the time to cry, they just stood quietly in front of the bed for a while with bitter expressions on their faces, silently muttering a few words about themselves. and grandmother can hear the words.

The doctor just shook his head after seeing it.

"..."

One voice, one hundred voices.

Then they came to grandma's house, only to find that grandma hadn't gotten up yet, and her breathing was intermittent, as if she was going to swallow at any moment.

The door was lighted.

"Xiao Xiao, I hand Qing'er to you..."

Xiao Yi walked to the bed.

now…

At the same time, the door of the hall opened wide, and a group of old people poured into the inner hall.

But it was around 9:00 am that the attentive villagers noticed that the grandmother didn't seem to have appeared, and there was no firework for cooking in the house.

And most of those women also had tears in their eyes, turned their heads away, and wiped their eyes secretly with their sleeves.

Hearing this, the villagers still didn't understand.

Elderly people like them are basically very light sleepers, and they get up almost before dawn.

3:57:12 in the morning.

Most of them gathered together and didn't talk loudly, just chatted together in a low voice.

Therefore, the villagers in the village did not dare to go to bed at this time, and waited for the moment to come.

There were several tables in the yard, and a group of old people were sitting around, quietly discussing the arrangements for the funeral.

Then someone asked if he should be sent to the hospital. The doctor thought about it for a while, shook his head again, and sighed.

From time to time the sound of dogs barking could be heard in the distance.

Mr. gone.

"Xiao Xiao, since you're back, and you're also a man, you should also help with Wen Yue's funeral. After all, you're the only man in Wen Yue's family."

Suddenly.

At that time, they paid attention to doing farm work, and the old-fashioned thinking led many people to think that reading useless books was not as useful as doing more work.

Three or five women were sitting in the house.

"I dreamed of him yesterday. He was wearing the suit he wore when he was married. He was as handsome as when he was young. He stood at the door and smiled and said to me, I'm here to pick you up and have fun."

The cemetery is very clean. Usually, when grandma is alone, she will take Xiao Huang to clean the grave of grandfather. After cleaning, she will sit for a while, watching his photos and talking with him.

Xiao Yi and senior sister sat quietly on the stone steps in front of the house.