Grandpa was buried solemnly, and others took care of him, especially the descendants of Master Du, who spoke to Changsheng in a very serious manner.
"If you can't live here, why not go to my house? We are your elders and can take care of you. It's so cold in the winter, so you have to have someone to take care of you."
"Thank you Uncle Du, but I still have to keep vigil for my grandfather, so I won't go there for the time being."
Seeing that Changsheng insisted on doing this, Master Du's descendants had no choice but to give her a warning before leaving.
Next came Li Da and others. Seeing that none of Master Du's descendants had succeeded, they did not force it, but solemnly made a promise. If there is anything that cannot be solved, you can come to them and they will definitely do it.
Help. Changsheng would like to thank all these people for their kindness. No matter what happens in the future, in short, everyone is full of goodwill towards her now. Changsheng cannot turn a deaf ear.
It's just that since the burial of Lao Gutou, Changsheng has not shed a single tear. No one said anything, but they always felt that the child was too young. The more people there are, the harder he has to cry to express himself.
Respect for the deceased, or the relationship with Lao Gutou was not that deep. Anyway, they were just thinking about it in their hearts. As for what happened, they didn't necessarily know the reason.
After a lively day, Changsheng returned to the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain alone. She didn't know what was going on. She was clearly very uncomfortable in front of so many people, but she couldn't squeeze out any tears.
.
After closing the door, Changsheng turned around and looked at the small courtyard where she had lived for more than a year. Every place was so familiar, and there were memories of her and her grandfather in every place. Grandpa, the old scalper tied in the cowshed, once let her sit
It led them through the village; there was a hoe and shovel placed in the corner. The two of them had done farm work together and dug Grandma Gu's grave. As soon as they saw her, they ran over here like a joy and rubbed affectionately at her feet.
The two puppies that were rubbing against each other were selected and raised by their grandfather and grandson together. They are now up to Changsheng's waist; and the long knife was also left by Lao Gutou, almost
It is longer than one and a half immortals. Old Gutou once said that even if it takes decades, this long sword must be forged to be suitable for immortality. But now, the long sword is still there but has disappeared...
Changsheng stepped forward and touched the long knife, but felt that her hands were a little rough. She turned the long knife over with great effort, and then saw an unusually familiar hairpin near the handle of the long knife.
, deeply embedded.
It is the item that grandpa regards as a treasure.
When he was sorting out the burial items for his grandfather, Chang Sheng knew that his grandfather had put a lock of Grandma Alan's hair in his arms and buried them together, but he could not find the silver hairpin. It turned out that his grandfather had embedded it in a long knife.
. Touching the outline of the hairpin, Changsheng felt his eyes were sore, but there was still no tear.
After a long time, she let go of her hand and continued to wander in the small courtyard. Everywhere here carried the unique memories of her and her grandfather. Everywhere she went, Changsheng could recall the past, and she felt a pain in her heart.
The words are sour.
Then, she came to the warehouse that her grandfather had forbidden her to enter before. After thinking about it, Changsheng returned to the house, picked up the key placed under a small flower pot, turned around and opened the door.
Although grandpa has always forbidden her to enter, the key has been placed under the flowerpot in front of Changsheng several times, so Changsheng sometimes wonders whether grandpa really doesn't want her to go in, or is it a lie.
Opening the door, a puff of fine smoke and dust hit his face. Changsheng couldn't help but close his eyes, and then slowly opened them.
She can't enter the immortal world.
Because the entire warehouse, from inside to outside, from low to high, is neatly and neatly filled with dry firewood.
Changsheng slowly stretched out her hand and touched the part of the chopped dry firewood that she could reach. The rough touch made Changsheng feel that her fingers were pricked and painful. But she did not let go, but held on harder and harder.
Got this dry firewood.
"This year, it will be a bone-chilling winter, it will definitely be very cold..."
This was my grandfather's unconscious emotion when he was alive. At that time, he didn't care much about immortality, but it turned out that when he went up the mountain alone with a backpack on his back, he was not only digging the ground behind himself, but also busy keeping her warm and cold this winter.
How long did it take for grandpa to chop down so much dry firewood, split it, and then stack it in the warehouse? How come she didn’t notice it? Grandpa must have sorted out the dry firewood while she was sleeping. How could grandpa do it?
Can't we just wait for her to do it together?
grandfather……
Turning his eyes to the side, Changsheng saw a sturdy ladder next to the pile of dry firewood. Each horizontal ladder on it was polished without a single burr, and the spacing was very small. It was obviously made specially for her. Changsheng tried to climb up.
, very stable.
She climbed all the way to the top and looked at the dry firewood that was almost flush with the roof of the warehouse, as well as the neatly arranged vegetables on the dry firewood and the grain hidden in the dry firewood. Chang Sheng blinked.
.
A series of tears fell down and fell on the dry firewood.
Why were her eyes so sour? Why couldn't she control the tears? In the deserted corner, Changsheng finally cried out, her voice getting louder and louder, with unconcealable desolation and sorrow, but she was trapped in this
In a small room, with the eternal companionship of loneliness.
What was Grandpa thinking when he was preparing these things for her? Did he already know that he was not going to die soon? Would he be alone in this room worrying about her useless granddaughter? He was
Aren't you worried that you won't be able to survive this long cold winter?
Grandpa, you just left, you just left, I already miss you...
The crying became louder and deeper, and finally turned into a silent sob.
Gu Sheng has always gone his own way in his life without being judged by others. Although some people think that he is too arrogant and there is no benefit in being the enemy of the whole world, but with a little girl like Chang Sheng, she feels that grandpa is really the softest person in the world.
.
Grandpa, I'm not very good at talking, I don't know how to act coquettishly, and I'm not as pretty and cute as other little girls, but you never dislike me like this. If there is an afterlife, can I still be your granddaughter? I hope.
I could meet you earlier and make you less lonely...
With the arrival of this cold winter, Gu Sheng passed away forever. Only some trivial rumors about him are still circulating in the villages. Maybe in more than ten years, everyone will completely forget that there is such a person.
People, but at this moment, some people really miss him deeply...
