Chapter 872： Met this blind grandma again

Ye Siming took Gu Nuoer to find Jiang Xiaoran and others.

At this time, the villagers and their children had already surrounded Jiang Xiaoran and Xie Yinxiang in the middle.

They laughed and laughed: "Big brother, big sister, give me a book too!"

Jiang Xiaoran shouted, "Everyone has it, don't squeeze!"

Qi Jingsheng, the little boy who had just been helped by them, was holding the book he had just distributed in his hand.

He was talking to an old woman who was holding him with a smile.

Gu Nuo'er blinked and saw: "Brother Siming, look, isn't that old grandmother the one we met on the last festival?"

Ye Siming looked up.

Gu Nuoer pulled Ye Siming to the front of the two.

"Little brother, so you are the relatives of this old grandma?" Gu Nuo'er said softly.

When Qi Jingsheng heard the voice, he quickly turned his head by feeling, facing Gu Nuoer, smiling innocently: "Sister, this is my grandma!"

He grabbed the old woman's hand: "Grandma, this sister and brother are the benefactors I told you just now, who saved me, and they sent me home."

When the old woman heard Gu Nuo'er's voice, her face became solemn and stunned for a moment.

But soon, she suppressed her emotions and forced a smile: "Thank you, Miss, thank you son."

Ye Siming glanced at her lightly, as if noticing the change in the old woman's expression.

Qi Jingsheng warmly invited them to sit at his house and have a drink.

Gu Nuo'er couldn't bear to refute his kindness, so she took Ye Siming to his house.

In the small fenced courtyard, the house is a bit old.

The brick walls, which have been in disrepair for a long time, seem to be crumbling.

However, although the interior decoration is simple, it is full of warmth.

Xu is because the old woman and Qi Jingsheng can't see.

Therefore, the mud walls in the house can be seen everywhere with traces carved with knives.

Ye Siming walked over with his hands behind his back, looked at it for a moment, and his cold eyes flashed.

He asked Qi Jingsheng, "The traces on the wall were used by you to identify the direction in the house?"

The old woman nodded and replied: "Yes, son, if you feel the longer notch, you know that the bedroom is in front, and the shorter one is the direction of the stove. The prospect is still young, because you can't see, you have to fall wherever you go. ."

Qi Jingsheng said with a smile, "I've grown up now, and I'm already familiar with the house. I can find a place without touching the wall!"

After all, he wiped the already clean wooden stool with his sleeves with ease: "Sister, brother benefactor, sit down."

Gu Nuoer lifted her skirt and sat down, she felt a little distressed for the grandson and grandson.

Ye Siming walked up to her, lowered his head and whispered in the little guy's ear: "I'll go out to ask about the situation, if you have anything, just shout loudly, I'll be outside and won't go far."

Gu Nuo'er nodded obediently and waved her little hand: "Go, go!"

After Ye Siming went out, the old woman brought Gu Nuo'er a cup of tea.

Gu Nuo'er stretched out two white and tender hands to take it: "Thank you, grandma."

The old woman was stunned, lowered her face, and nodded as if guiltily.

The little guy asked again, "Are you the only two living together now?"

Qi Jingsheng brought a plate of just-heated sugar cakes: "Yes, my mother passed away after giving birth, and my father died of illness soon after, sister, try the sugar cakes, my grandma made them, they are very delicious! I can't even buy it!"

Gu Nuo'er looked down.

I actually felt that the sugar cakes on this plate were a bit like those in the palace.