When people get old, they like to mention the past, over and over again, and talk about the past without changing the words every time.

Recently, the Bu family has just finished Mr. Bu’s birthday. It has just been a few days since the old man started to have lunch every day. During dinner, he knocked on the floor with a stick, telling the "unworthy descendants" about the battlefield that year.

Every time I talked about the incident of his comrades under the artillery fire in Shangganling, and he slept in a cannonball crater that night. When he woke up, his comrades around him were already covered in blood by the shells.

"The artillery fire fell, and the shock wave shook the tunnel. My tongue and mouth were broken by my teeth. All the spitting out was blood. Someone was shocked to death! The comrades who died beside me who died in the same boat passed by a burst of artillery fire. They were left with blood. They didn't even look at it, and were buried by the shattered soil..."

At dinner that day, Mr. Bu mentioned this matter again. It was late autumn. The dark green and dense leaves in the yard had just been painted green and yellow by the solar term. The wind passed through the old house in the darkness coldly.

There were not many children from the Bu family who went home for dinner that night, so they had to put down their chopsticks and listen to the old man's old story again. After hearing the old sayings more than 800 times, with the sound of the pendulum of the big clock, the whole family was immersed in a depressing atmosphere and did not dare to interrupt. Until the clock knocked seven times in a dull manner, a rustling sound of fallen leaves in the yard outside the door, and the old man sighed and told the end of the story.

"My comrade-in-arms Lao Yu was killed by the blow. You Uncle Yu, maybe you all remember that our family was an old neighbor with his son, and I promised Lao Yu to help him take care of his wife and children if he went back alive. I didn't take good care of these two people and I'm already guilty. Now there are only two poor granddaughters left in his family. I can still watch it?" Mr. Bu finished telling the story, his breathing was quite heavy.

"Dad, that happened many years ago. You might as well take a few more bites. You have eaten too little recently." After hearing his father-in-law Yao Sujuan persuaded him, she was choked back by the old man as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Eat and eat! I haven't seen how the child is doing, I can't eat it! Sujuan, can I do the adoption I told you a few days ago? You told me earlier, don't fool me, an old man!" Mr. Bu threw the bowl heavily on the round table.

Yao Sujuan is usually a cheerful person, and she is the least afraid of telling her elders when she has something to do. At this time, she also looked at her husband Bu Jingsheng with a hurried look. The latter sighed, put down her chopsticks, and gave her a wink.

The old man fell while punching in the garden two months ago, and is still in a wheelchair. After that, his temper becomes stubborn and impatient. He occasionally loses his temper with his younger generations, and it is all Yao Sujuan, the eldest daughter-in-law, is in front of him.

Yao Sujuan saw her husband pushing the matter to her again, helplessly took back the chopsticks that were picking up food from the old man's bowl and said softly: "Dad, when Uncle Yu's two granddaughters died, our family could not adopt them. The older one was over 14 years old at that time. The child also had an aunt. I asked Jingsheng and the fourth brother... "

Mr. Bu listened to his daughter-in-law saying this, sitting in a wheelchair for a long time without saying a word, pressing his hands against his cane, and looking silent like a sculpture.

"...I heard from the fourth brother that the aunt and uncle of the two children are both teachers. Although they are not as good as our family, they are also working-class people. Although it is a bit difficult to bear the three children, we are not sponsoring the two sisters to go to school now, and we send them money every month..." Yao Sujuan saw the old man quiet and spoke more and more organized: "Let's do this, the day after tomorrow, I will take the child to have a meal, and you will feel relieved when you meet him."

When Bu Jingsheng saw that his wife had told the matter almost the same, the old man's hair was straightened up, so he secretly raised his chopsticks and picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth, and took a mouthful of rice.

Yao Sujuan gave her husband anger and then looked at Mr. Bu again, the old man's expression was obviously dimmer than before.

"Oh." Sighed, Mr. Bu held the crutch in both hands and smashed the floor: "I have promised my old comrades-in-arms. Lao Yu's only two granddaughters are left in his family. If I ignore him, what kind of face will I see him and Huiping in the ground in a few years... Also, if you hand over this to the fourth brother, you two will be relieved? Are you confused? If he doesn't mess with him, he will still be the fourth brother?"

"Puff..." Fan Qing, the third daughter-in-law who had been sitting at the table and was silent, covered her mouth and laughed.

"Oh Dad, don't worry, I'm supervising. The fourth brother has been much more honest in recent years and has not been slutty and has caused trouble." Bu Jingsheng swallowed the food in his mouth and finally spoke.

Mr. Bu didn't say anything after hearing this, as if he was quite acknowledging his younger son's recent performance.

"By the way, why don't you see your fourth brother when you are having dinner today?" Fan Qing pulled the white rice in the bowl with chopsticks, and asked while staring at his sister-in-law with a pair of watery black eyes under the lens.

"The fourth brother is so busy with business, so he doesn't have time to stay at home. But after your elder brother's mouth that didn't keep his door open, he became a gangster. I don't know if he was talking about his own brother." After Yao Sujuan said that, she glared at Bu Jingsheng again.

After being tossed by the old man, the meal was not delicious no matter how much it was, and everyone at the table was full of worries. After finally comforting him, the old man gave in and gave up half a bowl of rice and a few chopsticks and shredded green onion to steam fish. The whole family was finished. Yao Sujuan arranged for Fan Qing to wash the dishes with the service aunt, and left the meal for her son who went home from the evening study in high school. Until she went back to the room to wash and go to bed, she was still thinking about picking up the children of the fish family the day after tomorrow.

The two granddaughters left by the old man's comrades were also miserable. When he didn't understand something when he was a child, he lost his father. When his grandmother saw that his son was gone, he died in a few years. However, the Yu family members withered and there was not even a reliable relative. As a result, a few years ago, the mother who grew up with two children also suffered from cancer and became an orphan.

Yao Sujuan had met those two children. The impression was a cool white, the softness of the willow branches, and the appearance of a beautiful Jiangnan. Now I remembered that I was just the only one who saw a few glances from afar in the farewell hall of the body when the two sisters passed away. I had never spoken, and I don’t know how to remember them in my heart.

I heard that the Yu family’s eldest granddaughter is in a key high school like his son, and he is in the third year of high school this year...

After a break that night, Yao Sujuan seemed to have a dream in a daze. She forgot most of the things in the dream. The pictures like a lantern were what she had indeed experienced before.

Yao Sujuan saw the girl kneeling in front of the spirit throne again in her dream, with a pair of black eyes filled with water. The expression in her eyes was always clear and transparent. She could see the bottom at a glance, but it was so quiet that she could not cause any ripples. She knelt on the cold ground, and then she was slapped by her aunt's relatives. Someone screamed in a sharp voice, "Cry, cry for me! Wouldn't you cry if your mother dies?!"

The girl's eyelashes drooped for a moment, and when she looked up at people, her expression in her eyes was not at all confused, but instead she felt a sense of shock.

Tsk, Yao Sujuan woke up from her dream and thought that she was also saying that she was comforting the old man. What good life could the two little girls live in such an unreasonable aunt's house?

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There was always a lot of trouble in my heart. Yao Sujuan decided to go to school to pick up her child at home for dinner that day.

Middle School is the best high school in the city, with an admission rate far ahead of other key schools. Most of the children who are admitted to prestigious universities in City G are from Middle School every year. Yao Sujuan worked hard to get the score line of 720 in the middle school entrance examination, but fortunately, the child Bu Hui was also successful and really got into the exam.

Yao Sujuan asked when her son came back from night self-study yesterday, and was surprised to learn that he and the Yu family's granddaughter were actually classmates.

"How is that girl studying?" What Yao Sujuan is most concerned about is the grades of the children in the third year of high school.

"What do you think is the first person in the city to get the first exam in the middle school entrance examination that year?" Bu Hui, the child, was in a rebellious period and was sarcastic to talk to him. She told him that he would bring the girl out after school the next day, and he agreed very reluctantly.

It is late autumn in City G, and the night wind has already smelled of winter. The driver parked his car at the school gate, and a small thin crack fell down on the window. Yao Sujuan blew the wind and waited for the child to get out of school.

In the evening, the school gate finally opened, and the dark blue school uniform like a tide came out toward the door, which was a silent depression. It hit people. Yao Sujuan opened the car windows all and instantly, the evening breeze poured into the car, causing her long hair to fly. She looked in the child for a long time but couldn't see Bu Hui.

The deep blue army gradually faded into a sparse and sporadic wave of people. After almost half an hour after school, the senior high school students came out of the school gate.

Yao Sujuan looked around for a long time, and finally saw the schoolbag she bought for Bu Hui with a newly-white background and blue pattern, and then recognized him from the crowd.

Bu Hui has grown up recently and is very fast. The boy in the senior high school has a cold, tall, thin, and clean big boy. He is wearing a blue school uniform, thick eyebrows and deer eyes, looks pretty and straight, and his handsome nose reveals a little bit of a man's toughness in advance. His messy and slightly curly hair shows a full teenage look.

He left the school gate and saw Yao Sujuan stretching out her white and plump jade arms from the car window, waving to her, and slowly walking towards the car with a cool expression, ignoring the girl following her.

Although Yao Sujuan saw a little girl following her son, given the wide style of the school uniform and her head hanging down, she could not see clearly what the girl looked like. She only felt that she was a little thrillingly thin. The legs under the plump trousers in the school uniform were so thin that people could hardly support their clothes.

In a hurry, the driver, Master Li, got out of the car and helped her open the door. Yao Sujuan turned her head and looked out of the car. Bu Hui just walked up to him, threw away the words "I'll be in the passenger seat" in a low voice, and went around from behind the car.

"This kid..." Yao Sujuan glared at him, feeling that he was probably more annoying than his father when he grew up.

Because Bu Hui got into the car, the door was closed very hard, and the body of the car was slightly shaking. Yao Sujuan turned her head and saw the girl standing outside the car when she was a child. She had already stood with the car door.

The hand that gently plastered on the door frame was quite large for the girl, with slender long fingers and round nails, and was trimmed cleanly and neatly.

Yao Sujuan first saw only one hand in a foggy place. After a while, the girl outside the car bent down and looked at herself in the car. The moment she looked at her eyes, she smiled at herself and shouted first: "Hello Auntie."

The voice was light and faint, with a sense of politeness without any trace, and was quite well-educated.

Those eyes were different from what Yao Sujuan saw in her dreams. Perhaps because she was smiling at the moment, her long eyes slightly raised a curve, and the soft light spread out like a lake sweeping by the wind.
Chapter completed!