After splitting the conversation and driving for several hours, Nuo Yan finally got her wish and returned home.
Her home is not in a city, but in a rural area on the outskirts. It is just an ordinary old-fashioned courtyard house. There is an bayberry tree in the yard of her home. The bayberry tree has been there since Nuo Yan was a child, and it is estimated to be at least twenty years old.
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Stepping into the yard, the home is still the same as before, nothing has changed. The first thing that catches the eye is the thick and tall bayberry tree in the yard.
I saw that the tree was covered with bayberry fruits. Most of the fruits were green, and some were slightly yellow.
The bayberries at home usually only mature in late July, and most of the fruits on the trees now are immature bayberry fruits.
Even though she knew this was the case, Nuo Yan couldn't help but stand on tiptoes, pick off a slightly red bayberry, and then hold it in her mouth, "It's so sour..."
"Yan'er, are you back?" Grandma walked out of the room. She was still so kind, but time was not forgiving. Her hair had already turned gray and her face was covered with wrinkles.
Grandma is still the only one in the family. My father and mother have been doing business all year round and are out of town most of the year. We can only see each other during the Chinese New Year.
Mom and dad usually give a year's expenses to grandma, and then ask grandma to give it to Nuo Yan in installments, so that she can save money.
Nuo Yan has always been obedient, so every money she spends is spent wisely. She never buys messy things, and she never compares herself with others.
"Grandma, I'm back. Yan'er is back to see you." Nuo Yan pursed her lips and smiled, then hurriedly stepped forward to support her grandma.
This is home, and only this home can make her feel warm enough.
Nuo Yan helped her grandma enter the room together, and then put all the luggage she carried with her back into her small room.
"Yan'er, you must not have eaten yet? I just made the rice and put it in the pot to heat up. It should be done by now." Grandma expressed her condolences carefully.
"Okay, then I'll bring it out right now." Nuo Yan turned around and walked into the kitchen, then took out all the food in the pot.
After having a simple dinner with my grandma, I realized that everything at home is actually the most cozy.
Looking out the window, it was already dark before I realized it. I thought about how she managed to survive alone in this house. My grandpa passed away early, and my grandma has been alone for more than ten years. Although she has
They have two sons and two daughters, but no one is with them now. If my mother hadn't insisted on taking grandma over to live with her, grandma might have been even more lonely and helpless.
"Grandma, I will sleep with you tonight." Nuo Yan put on her pajamas, climbed into her grandma's bed, and faced her.
On such a night, I should have talked about more interesting things with my grandma, but I didn't know why but I just felt a little heavy in my heart. Maybe it was because two murder cases happened one after another in the school in the past two days, so my mood was also affected.
Nuo Yan suddenly said solemnly: "Grandma, I have a question to ask you."
"What is the question?" Grandma said without thinking: "If it is about knowledge, then don't ask, I will definitely not know."
It is true that grandma will not know anything about knowledge, because she does not even know the words. She was born in that war-torn era, and she is lucky to be alive now.
"Grandma, tell me, are there really ghosts in this world?" She finally asked. This question was the biggest doubt in Nuo Yan's mind recently.
Nuo Yan, who had never believed in ghosts and gods, was still a little confused.
Grandma quickly responded: "Of course."
"Is there really a ghost?" Nuo Yan's heart sank. "Grandma, if there really is a ghost, why can't we see it?"
"Yan'er," grandma caressed Nuo Yan's forehead, "it's just that the ghost is hiding in the dark and we can't see it. But if the ghost really wants to harm people, we can't hide away even if we want to."
"Really?" Nuo Yan was still a little doubtful.
"Yan'er," grandma sighed slightly, "you were still young at that time, maybe you really don't remember some things."