Taozi's mood was like the sun gradually setting in the west, becoming gloomy and sad.
Walking on the country road, Tao Zi recalled that she used to come to her grandma's house to stay for a while every winter and summer vacation. At that time, her grandma would cook a lot of delicious food every day. She and Shen Mochen would play around outside and wait until they were ready to eat.
During dinner, grandma stood at the entrance of the alley and shouted leisurely: "Taozi, come home for dinner——!"
She could always see her grandma standing in the sunset, her gray hair printed with the red glow of the evening. It was the warmest moment in her childhood memory.
But at this moment, the familiar entrance to the alley was empty, and the evening breeze blew by, blowing coldness to the ground.
Tao Zi wiped away the tears that fell unconsciously and walked faster towards her grandma's old house.
You could hear the sobbing coming from the door in the distance. The suppressed crying made Taozi's heart throb uncontrollably.
Taozi's father and Taozi's mother held Taozi's hand and pushed open the old door. My aunt was sitting in front of the Eight Immortals table folding ingots with yellow paper, shedding tears while folding them. My uncle stood silently in the lobby, not speaking.
, just the moment he saw Taozi's father come in, he silently handed over a cigarette. Grandpa was sitting on a chair at the door of the bedroom with a cane, crying.
"Dad..." Taozi's mother called softly.
"Hey..." Grandpa Taozi raised his head and looked at the Taozi family who came in through the door. He quickly wiped away the tears on his face, stood up with a cane and said excitedly: "Taozi is here? Go and see your grandma.
She kept talking about you before she left..."
To be honest, Taozi was a little scared at the moment. She knew that her grandma had passed away, but she was afraid that what she would see would be a cold corpse. Her amiable grandma had turned into a corpse that could not speak and had no voice.
The corpse of the expression…
The moment she entered the bedroom, Taozi lowered her head and eyes, not daring to look at the bed. But as she slowly moved forward, the brown wooden bed appeared in her field of vision inch by inch, and finally she
, or muster up the courage to look up...
The grandma lying on the bed seemed to be sleeping peacefully. Her skin still had a faint luster under the light, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her lips.
Taozi's tears burst out in an instant. She stood in front of the bed and shouted softly: "Grandma, grandma, wake up... I'm back to see you... Didn't you say you prepared a lot of delicious food for me?
?How could you not wait for me...Dad? Grandma is just asleep, right? Wake her up..."
The tears that had been swirling in Taozi's father's eyes finally rolled down quickly. He stretched out his hand, held Taozi's head on his chest, and said in a trembling voice: "Taozi, grandma has passed away..."
"Well..." Taozi finally stopped suppressing herself and cried loudly.
When his mood gradually stabilized, Dad Taozi stood at the gate of the yard, lit a cigarette, and smoked silently.
Taozi walked softly to her father, leaned against the door frame, and said nothing.
The darkness was filled with starlight, and the cigarette in Dad Taozi's hand gave off a little red light, flickering on and off.
"Taozi..." Taozi's father took a long puff of the cigarette in his hand, turned his head, looked at Taozi and choked in a low voice: "Dad will never have a mother in the future..."
