Early the next morning, Han Sen got up in pajamas and yawned. Then he saw his parents busy with New Year's goods in the living room with dark circles under their eyes. Seeing Han Sen come out, Chen Jue said with a smile: "Are you awake? Wait a minute.
Your eldest uncle, second uncle and your aunt will come over and have dinner at our house at noon. If you feel sleepy, can you sleep a little longer?"
"Yes, yes, sleep a little longer. Look at how listless you are. Were you busy with work again last night?"
Han Yize scolded: "No matter how busy you are, you have to take good care of your body. You should rest when you need to. Your body is the capital of the revolution. Don't take it seriously when you are young."
Han Sen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still nodded in agreement.
He was indeed busy with work last night. Han Xue's debut was approaching and he was almost busy working on the new album, except for his two main songs, so he carefully selected them and stayed busy until late at night.
The next time we see each other may be Han Xue's official debut day, so in the little time left, Han Sen will give some advice if he can.
He looked at the time and saw that it was almost eight o'clock. As he walked to the bathroom, he said, "Then I'll wash up and change clothes later. When will uncle and the others arrive?"
"It's almost around nine o'clock."
While Han Sen was washing up, Han Yize looked at his son's back for a while, then turned around, and while helping Chen Jue choose vegetables, he said with emotion: "It still feels like a dream. In the blink of an eye, this kid has grown so big. It's a bit strange."
reality."
"I know how you feel. It's a good thing to hope that your child will succeed, but when it becomes a fact, you feel a little doubtful about life, and even feel powerless."
While Chen Jue cut the blanched pork leg into strips on the cutting board, he sighed: "This is probably a process that parents must go through."
Suddenly, Chen Jue recalled her deceased mother in her mind. The tip of her nose was slightly sour, and her eyes instantly turned red. She raised her arms, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and cooked the dishes without saying a word.
Chen Jue's parents had a very good relationship. They were both blue-collar workers in the factory. They gave birth to four children, two sons and two daughters. Until Chen Jue graduated from college, started working, got married and had children, his father died in an accident.
This incident caused the entire Chen family to collapse, but what happened next was even more unexpected.
When my father passed away, my mother was heartbroken. Not long after, she also passed away due to excessive sadness. At that time, Han Sen had just entered high school, and his sister Han Xue had just entered the third or fourth grade of elementary school. They had always had a very good relationship with their grandmother, so naturally they both
He was crying so hard.
Only Chen Jue was overcome by great sadness, but she hardly shed a single tear and led her younger brothers and sisters to hold on to the energy to finish their mother's funeral.
But later, whenever I opened the refrigerator and saw the remaining half of the carton of milk, the green radish blowing in the wind on the window sill, the quilt quietly folded on the bed, and the loud noise coming from the washing machine late at night, Chen
Jue would be like a child, sobbing and crying non-stop.
In the blink of an eye, it has been eight years since his mother passed away, but her presence still lingers in Chen Jue's heart.
Scenes from childhood to adulthood would often appear in my dreams like a movie, and I would wet the pillow every time.
Now that he hopes his son will succeed, Chen Jue suddenly thought of the time when his mother comforted him when he failed to do well in the college entrance examination, and how his mother was busy all alone when she was frustrated at work for the first time.
A mother's whole life is spent worrying about her children.
But such a living person left before he had time to enjoy his happiness...
Han Yize, who had a close connection with his wife, noticed something strange and quickly wiped his hands and hugged Chen Jue: "Miss our mother again? During the New Year, we should think of something happy..."
Chen Jue wiped his tears, but before he could speak, he heard Han Xue's laughing voice behind him: "Dad, Mom, it's not a good show of affection this early in the morning, is it? My eyes are almost blinded by your display."
Chen Jue's emotions came and went quickly. When he heard his daughter's teasing, he picked up the rolling pin and turned around to chase Han Xue.
Han Xue screamed, turning around and hiding behind her father, "Dad!
"
"It's no use calling me Dad, I really have no eyesight!" Although Han Yize said this, he still protected Han Xue with his hands and apologized to his wife: "It's wrong, wrong, wrong, Xiaoxue knows it's wrong..."
Seeing Chen Jue's rolling pin pointed at him, Han Yize swallowed his saliva and said with a bitter smile: "I also know I was wrong..."
Han Xue was a little unhappy, stuck her head out and shouted: "Mom, you know how to bully my dad, you..."
Just as she was about to continue speaking, she saw Chen Jue's red eyes, her mouth closed immediately, and she asked worriedly: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing, I just took a garlic eye and it smelled like smoke."
Chen Jue sighed, said something casually, then turned around and continued working on the noon banquet.
Han Xue secretly tugged on her father's sleeve: "Dad, what's wrong with my mother?"
"It's nothing, I just miss your grandma." Han Yize patted Han Xue's head, "Hurry up and wash your face and have breakfast."
Han Xue said "Oh" and walked to the bathroom obediently, just in time to meet Han Sen who was walking out.
Han Sen had actually finished washing up a long time ago, but when he saw the scene where his parents' true feelings were revealed, he hid in the bathroom and did not come out. He had no real impression of his grandmother in his mind, but the way Chen Jue shed tears just now because he missed his grandmother made him laugh.
Han Sen felt a little touched in his heart.
He looked at Han Xue: "Come to my room later."
"What are you doing?" Han Xue picked up the toothbrush, squeezed some toothpaste and started brushing.
"Nothing, I just want to talk about the two title songs of your new album..."
"Ahem!"
Han Xue coughed twice, rinsed her mouth quickly, wiped her face casually, picked up a face towel and wiped it a few times, then pushed Han Sen towards the bedroom: "Let's go, let's go now."
"Wait for me to change clothes..."
"Oh, my brother is as handsome as a god descending from heaven. He is naturally beautiful, talented, charming, and handsome... No need to change clothes!"
Han Sen was helpless. After being pushed to the bedroom, he looked at the time and saw that it was still an hour before his relatives came to pay New Year greetings. He sat down at the desk and opened his laptop.
There is a music editor in the computer. Han Sen was in the editor last night, editing several song demos.
Han Xue's eyes widened: "Brother, my new album will be released in one month, haven't you finished writing it yet?"
"You think your brother is too unreliable."
Han Sen said seriously: "Who in the industry doesn't know that I, Han Sen, can write songs very quickly?"
"It's just not written well anyway?"
"It'll be ready soon."
Han Sen pointed to a few demos in the editor: "Now I want you to pick two."
Han Xue feels aggrieved. Her brother is so indifferent to her now. There is a crack in the relationship between brother and sister...
But when I heard this, I still cheered up and said with joy: "The children only picked two songs. I am an adult and I want them all."
After saying that, I wanted to press the play button.
Han Sen opened her hand with a snap: "You won't become fat after one bite, so take your time."
After finishing speaking, he played the song demos one by one to Han Xue in the established order.
There were five demos in total, but each one made Han Xue grin. After listening to it, Han Xue frowned and said, "Brother, do you think too highly of me? I'm not from a professional background. Although these demos are still pretty good.
It sounds pretty good, but I really can’t understand it. Otherwise, could you help me pick two songs? I believe in you, brother."
When Han Sen heard this, he nodded and was about to point to the demo on the computer and explain it to Han Xue in detail. But suddenly, Han Sen thought of his mother, Chen Jue, crying just now.
He raised his head and asked: "Xiaoxue, I want to ask you something. In your mind, what kind of person is our grandma?"
Han Xue felt strange, is now the time to recall grandma? Now is the time to decide the life events of your sister and me, but for some reason in her mind, she also thought of her mother's red eyes just now, and there was something in her heart for a moment.
Sad, "Grandma? In my heart, she is a good grandma!"
Han Sen was speechless.
Han Xue chuckled, and then seriously recalled the grandma in her childhood memories: "The word grandma is actually very unfamiliar to me now. After all, grandma passed away when I was in elementary school, but...
I don’t know why, but whenever the Lantern Festival falls on the 15th day of the first lunar month, my grandma’s appearance will appear in my mind..."
"I clearly remember the Lantern Festival the year my grandma passed away. After eating glutinous rice balls, our family went to watch the lanterns together. Although it was raining lightly that day, there were many people. After all, it was a festival, and everyone was in high spirits.
"
"You and dad were walking very fast. You said you were going to see the suona singer, but you were nowhere to be found."
"My mom was holding my hand, worried that I would get lost. At that time, my grandma was walking slowly. When I was eating the rice krispie treats my mom bought and turned around to look for her, I saw my grandma alone.
Standing on the bridge, with bright lanterns and fireworks behind me, there is also a coir raincoat rocking a paddle under the bridge, singing a song while crossing the bottom of the bridge. In that scene, grandma is looking into the distance.
The long night sky, I don’t know what I’m thinking about…”
"That scene is still echoing in my mind. Within a few months, grandma left. By the way, brother, do you still remember? That year, grandma gave us both fifty yuan each.
Here’s the lucky money!”
Han Xue said it happily, and when she recalled this scene, she didn't feel the slightest bit sad.
Han Sen saw a lonely old man from Han Xue's description. For a moment, countless pictures seemed to fly through his mind, making him vaguely see his grandma's appearance.
"Actually, after grandpa passed away, grandma missed her too much and her health has not been very good."
Han Xue saw her brother's thoughtful expression and suddenly said: "When grandma passed away, I was going to school to prepare for the exam, and my parents didn't dare to tell me. Later, when I came home from vacation, I went to see grandma.
Mom, my mother was crying and saying sorry to me. She didn't take good care of grandma and let her go."
"To be honest, I really didn't have any emotions at that moment, not even sadness or pain. Later I realized it was impossible. It was impossible that my grandma just left like that. It was impossible that I didn't even get to see her for the last time. It was impossible.
My grandma has passed the fifth grade, but her favorite little granddaughter doesn’t even know that the yin and yang are separated."
Han Xue's eyes were a little red: "Speaking of which, my parents were busy with work when I was a child. My grandma raised me since I was a child, and she is also my favorite relative."
"That year, when I left in the spring, my grandma looked very healthy, but when the illness came, she was overwhelmed. It happened to be the May Day holiday, and she didn't survive the ambulance that came from the city in the morning."
"The thing I regret most is that I didn't prepare a New Year gift for my grandma during the Chinese New Year that year. I naively thought I would make up for it next year, but there was no chance."
"Many times, I always feel that my grandma is not gone. She is right next to me looking at me, but I can't see her."
"I miss her so much."
As Han Xue spoke, she was reminded of her longing for her grandmother. Her tears were blurry for a while, and some images of her grandmother that were originally buried deep in her memory came back one after another. Gradually, she even burst into tears: "Brother, you said people are dead.
Where have they all gone?"
Han Sen picked up the tissue and handed it to his sister, smiling and saying: "Of course we have to prepare our home for the next life in advance, just like she came first in this life."
This sentence seemed to prick Han Xue's tears, so that Han Xue burst into tears and her voice became hoarse from crying, which instantly alarmed Han's father and mother.
Han Yize and Chen Jue both walked into the bedroom, looked at Han Xue who was crying in the corner of the desk, and then looked at Han Sen who was helpless, and asked in shock: "What's going on?"
Han Sen spread his hands and said, "It's okay, it's just Xiaoxue who misses her grandma."
Han Yize and Chen Jue looked at each other. The mood of the latter's departure suddenly came back, and his eyes turned red for a moment.
She walked forward, hugged Han Xue and patted her back gently: "Xiaoxue doesn't cry, Xiaoxue doesn't cry, grandma in heaven knows that you miss her so much, and she will definitely bless you..."
Han Xue sobbed and looked at Chen Jue with red eyes: "Mom, I miss my grandma and you comfort me, but what should you do if you miss your grandma!"
Chen Jue's nose sore and she couldn't hold back the tears, but she still smiled and said, "It's okay, mom is an adult, and she still has you and your brother."
Han Yize fell silent.
He sighed and motioned Han Sen to walk out of the bedroom, "What's going on, Xiaoxue? Why do I miss your grandma all of a sudden?"
"I promised Xiaoxue to have two title songs for her new album, but I actually had no clue. But just now I suddenly had an idea and wanted to write a song for grandma, so I asked Xiaoxue, and then...
...and then she cried."
Han Sen shrugged, with a look that I didn't expect.
"Girls are more emotional, but you also have good intentions."
Han Yize patted Han Sen on the shoulder, frowned and said, "Why haven't you changed your clothes yet? Your uncle and the others are almost here."
Han Sen looked down at his pajamas, then turned around and quietly walked to the bedroom closet, grabbed a set of clothes, glanced at his mother and little sister who were comforting each other, and then went to the living room to change into clothes.
, and suddenly became energetic.
Han Yize looked at his son's handsome appearance and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, he looks like me back then."