Lingjue squatted down and stroked her back. Her throat seemed to be blocked. It took a long time to make her own voice How are you? "
"Cough It's okay. " She chuckled, raised her head and touched her head. "Xiaojue..."
Lingjue lowered her head and eyes, nodded silently.
She looked at her like this, chuckled, leaned on the sofa and gasped, "I'm ok, I feel good Cough... "
Ling Jue moved her lips, but said nothing.
Now she is thinking about whether to take out the recording pen, but if grandma left, she would not hear what her daughter said to her.
But now give it to her, will it affect her condition more.
"Help me to sleep." Grandma reached out her wrinkled hand and held her.
Ling Jue helped her into the room and got on the bed. The old man's mouth raised a smile and slowly entered the dream.
Lingjue looks at her appearance and settles down. Then she leaves the door at ease.
Sitting on the sofa to continue watching TV, she changed a station, is playing animation, listening to the children's voice, she lies on the sofa, some confused.
……
The next day, grandma didn't get up. Aunt Shi had finished the meal. Lingjue knocked on the door.
"Come in." The old man's voice came from inside.
Lingjue pushes the door in and finds that she is sitting on the bed, stupefied. Seeing lingjue, she chuckles, "xiaojue comes here."
"Can you do me a favor?"
"Well."
"After I died, I was buried in the back mountain of Mingxi village. Then I had a title deed at home, which was put in the small cabinet in my room. Before I came here, I had written a will and left it to you."
“……”
"If Qinglian comes back, I may be able to see her from the top of the mountain..."
“……” Ling Jue nodded wordlessly and handed her the recording pen which had been put in her pocket all night.
She didn't hear what was in it, but after a night of struggling, she decided to give it to her.
"She sent for it."
"Green lotus?" Smell speech, the old man some excited take over, but did not put out, just can't help holding, eyes some tears.
Lingjue turns around and goes out, which means that their mother and daughter get along alone.
But she had been paying attention to the situation inside, and for a moment she heard the laughter inside.
Grandma pushed the door and came out, pale, smiling at her. "Xiaojue, have breakfast first."
Lingjue can't understand. What is her expression, happy or unhappy?
They had breakfast, and aunt Shi went back. Lingjue sat at home. Grandma sat in the big tree's rocking chair holding several cats.
School will begin in two or three days. She didn't do any homework this holiday.
It seems that there is no homework -
for the next two days in a row, Ling Jue accompanied the old man in the courtyard, occasionally Gu Ziming would come, but Feng Yulin did not appear again.
Until that morning, Ling Jue, as always, went to ask the old man to have dinner, but she panted and held out her hand to her.
"Xiaojue --"
lingjue quickly came up to hold her hand, sat beside the bed, her eyes were slightly hot, "grandma..."
"Xiaojue I'm sorry. " Her turbid eyes were moist. "I was wrong I'm sorry for Qinglian, I'm sorry for you Grandma may not be able to get up This period of time gives you trouble Xiaojue...... "
Tangyuan jumped in a hurry, "Sir, give me a slap! If you slap her, we'll know anything! Sir! Quick! "
"Xiaojue, I'm sorry..."
Ling Jue did not move, watching the old man's hand gradually down.