"Anyway, the old people will use it. There's just one in each room and your uncle. Isn't it almost the same?"

An Zirui took it for granted that Du xiatong was stubbornly rejected and had nothing to say.

Near noon, the smell of food wafts from the small and warm room, and the simple folk style is expected.

"Know you come, the old man specially asked me to kill a chicken."

After bringing all the food to the table, uncle also sat down.

"Uncle, aunt, where are they?" Du xiatong glanced at him and found that there were a few people missing today.

"Your nephew is about to take the college entrance examination. Aunt, they rent a house to accompany them in the county. I'm the only one here."

Du xiatong nodded thoughtfully and suddenly found that everyone grew up and grew old with the years.

"How time flies. I remember I often went to your house to beg for food when I was a child." She looked out of the window with a smile, as if she had fallen into a deep memory.

Childhood memories, bitter with a few threads of pleasant beauty.

"Did Tong Tong have any fun when he was a child?" An Zirui raised his eyes and looked at Grandpa.

When Grandpa heard the speech, he smiled with emotion, "at that time, I often took her to the edge of shanyazi to see the people who built the expressway. She almost jumped down for me and scared me!"

The last sentence was spoken by the old man in dialect. An Zirui heard it in the clouds.

"What does the last he mean?"

Du xiatong laughed and explained, "it's just to scare you. Understand?"

"I see." An Zirui looked at Du xiatong, "so you're so naughty."

"Cut, the child is smart from an early age." Du xiatong tilted his lips, bursting with pride.

Grandpa and uncle looked at the two people funny. They were also rendered by the fun atmosphere and laughed.

After dinner, an Zirui said that he should take the initiative to wash the dishes. Grandpa and uncle just wanted to stop, but Du xiatong stopped them.

"Uncle, Grandpa, just let him go. It's hard for him to work for a while."

With that, she rolled up her sleeves and followed with the plate.

"Forget it, let the two children do it." The old man waved his hand and asked Uncle not to disturb them.

An Zirui, who was washing dishes, saw Du xiatong come in and raised his eyebrows in surprise. "What are you doing here?"

Du xiatong stretched out his sleeve, "can't you see? Help you wash the dishes!"

An Zirui hooked his lips, "don't touch it."

"Huh?"

Du xiatong doesn't quite understand the relationship between water cooling. Wouldn't it be nice to wash the bowl anyway?

"So what? My aunt is still in cold water, rain or shine."

An Zirui felt hurt and stared at her deeply, "fool, I'll be there in the future. You don't need to do these jobs, okay?"

"I think work is shared by two people, otherwise you won't be tired alone?"

In Du xiatong's upbringing, men and women are equal to each other. We can't just let the man give selflessly, otherwise it will be too oppressive for boys.

Perhaps it is also because she has long been used to being alone, so these jobs are nothing to her at all.

With an Zirui, Du xiatong is grateful to hear these warm and caring voices.

This is a kind of valuable wealth beyond gratitude that both parties are willing to contribute to each other.

"Baby, I'll wash your pants when you come to the moon. Don't feel embarrassed. This is what I should do."

An Zirui gently pinched Du xiatong's hand and looked at her solemnly.

Du xiatong read the truth of his eyes and nodded.

After washing the dishes, Du xiatong helped him put the dishes and chopsticks back into the cupboard.

"Shall I have my house renovated?" Looking at the slightly shabby house, an Zirui loves them and is more afraid that the old man is not used to living.

Du xiatong vetoed him. "I already said that Grandpa disagreed and still wanted to keep it the same."

"When Grandpa wakes up, why don't I ask grandpa if he wants to go back with us?" An Zirui never gives up.

He also remembered Mrs. an's instructions before leaving in the morning.

Du xiatong thought the an family was just polite. How can he hear the meaning of an Zirui to be true?

"Isn't it? Are you serious?" She looked at him in surprise.

An Zirui naturally said, "otherwise? Do you think we're just talking?"

Seeing this resolute attitude, Du xiatong had nothing to say.

But she knew her grandfather so well that she didn't go at her own invitation, not to mention an Zirui.

In order not to attack an Zirui's enthusiasm, she chose to be silent throughout the whole process.

In the afternoon, Grandpa went to sleep, sat in the living room smoking a pipe and chatted with an Zirui, which was also a request.

"Zi Rui, grandpa is just this baby granddaughter. Your uncle is not a close relative after all. I am satisfied that he can serve me every day."

An Zirui listened quietly without interrupting. He sat next to the old man and was obedient.

The old man said to himself, "I hope you can take good care of our little Tong. She is more than 30 years old. She is not young. When I live to this age, I also hope to see her get married and have children. I will be satisfied. Maybe I will drive the crane West one day."

Speaking of the last four words, the old man laughed and enjoyed himself.

Tears swirled in Du xiatong's eyes, trying not to let himself fall.

Anziri noticed her strange mood and held her hand gently to appease her.

Seeing the old man, an Zirui asked, "Grandpa, would you like to go back to the city with us? My mother invited you to join our big family. It's more convenient for someone to take care of it. Tongtong and I also hope you can live with us."

Du xiatong expected this. The old man frowned and looked reluctant.

"If you come to see us in ten days and a half months, we will be satisfied. If I don't go, I can't get used to living."

An Zirui is not very good at dealing with such things. At this time, he has a headache and is elusive.

He scratched his head. "Grandpa, why don't you think about it? Don't rush to deny it yet?"

"Child, Grandpa knows you are also a filial piety," the old man smiled, with warm eyebrows and eyes. "But when I'm old, I don't want to move my nest! If you let me live like this, I'm also comfortable."

"Yes, grandpa won't go at all. It's useless for me to say, not to mention you."

Du xiatong made a timely stop. She knew that an Zirui wouldn't give up if she didn't hit a wall.

Before leaving, the old man didn't seem to feel reluctant to give up. Looking at the weather forecast, it was going to snow at night, so he asked them to go back early.

Du xiatong doesn't want to delay an Zirui's work, so he doesn't stay much and starts with an Zirui.

"Grandpa, bye. We'll see you next time." Du xiatong lay on the window and looked at the old man with a smile.

The old man waved his hand, and his figure gradually became smaller and smaller in the rear-view mirror of the car. Until he disappeared, Du xiatong took back his sight.