The old lady is still trying hard to capture every word the child said.
…
"They won't worry about me!"
The little boy finally yelled.
Why are they worried about him?
Even though they live under the same roof, he often feels that he is far away from them.
As far away as...
His shadow is never reflected in their eyes.
Their ears are always deaf to his voice.
…
The old woman was a little startled by the child's sudden outburst.
Immediately, something clicked in my heart.
It turned out that I had a quarrel with my parents.
No wonder someone is hiding here crying.
…
The wrinkles at the corners of the old woman’s eyes relaxed.
Showed a loving smile.
"Why aren't they worried about you?"
"No matter how big the conflict is between children and their parents, blood dissolves in water. Children, they are your parents after all."
"The person closest to you in the world."
"Even if they don't show it, they are definitely worried about you in their hearts."
"You are their child."
…
The little boy bit his lower lip unconsciously.
Really, really?
…
In fact, all the knowledge he learned told him this.
In the textbooks and the teacher’s instructions...
All.
…
only……
Everything he experienced personally always made him doubtful.
Really?
Even though his parents were so perfunctory and indifferent to him, they actually... loved him.
Mom and dad are just not good at expressing themselves...
He is also not good at expressing himself.
Does he follow his parents in this regard?
The little boy sniffed.
But……
Even if it's just occasionally...
He also wants some feedback...to tell himself...
Yes.
Mom and dad love him very much.
They really are just not good at expressing themselves.
…
"alright."
The old lady touched the child's head comfortingly.
"It'll be fine if you cry."
"Is there any big conflict between parents and children?"
"After you cry, go home as soon as possible."
"It's getting dark."
…
"Gulu~"
…
The little boy immediately reached out and covered his belly.
His face turned red.
He lowered his head in annoyance and bit his lower lip.
at this time……
Why is his stomach growling?
…
After being stunned for a moment, the old lady realized what the sound was.
The smile on the old man's face became wider and wider.
"hungry?"
"It's time for dinner."
The old woman patted the child's shoulder gently.
"go home."
"Mom and dad have prepared meals and are waiting for you at home."
….
Really?
The shyness on the little boy's face faded.
There was a hint of hope between his eyebrows.
Although there was a voice in his heart telling him...
Fake.
Today is definitely the same as yesterday.
He comes home...
No one is here.
The room is dark.
It was so deserted that he couldn't feel the warmth of home at all.
…
But……
The old lady said it so naturally...
It's like stating a fact.
He... couldn't help but want to believe it.
…
"Let's go back."
Seeing that the child was still a little nervous, the old lady patiently advised him.
"Grandma is going home too."
"Everyone is going home."
"Look, the other children have gone home too."
"You are the only one left."
"Do you plan to stay here tonight?"
"It will be very dark by then."
"Maybe there will be bad people."
…
The little boy's heart skipped a beat.
Bad, bad people...
…
"yes."
The old woman deliberately scared the children, "There will be bad people who kidnap and traffic children."
"Take you to a place where you can't see your parents."
"Isn't it scary?"
…
Can't see mom and dad?
The little boy subconsciously rejected this possibility.
he does not want.
He rarely sees his parents now...
…
"So children should not stay outside alone at night."
The old lady spoke with sincerity and sincerity.
"Do you understand?"
…
"……Um."
The little boy nodded.
He got it.
…
The old lady smiled happily.
I finally talked this kid through.
"As soon as you know it, go home."
…
"Um."
The little boy answered more simply this time.
He jumped off the swing.
I don't know when his tears stopped.
If it weren't for the traces of tears still remaining on his face, the little boy's expression wouldn't have revealed that he was crying so sadly before.
…
The old woman straightened up.
She tapped her back.
Ouch.
Sure enough, he is older.
She just bent over for a while, her waist...
It's so sour.
…
"Grandma is gone."
The old woman waved her hand to the little boy.
"You should go home quickly."
"Children, please don't go hungry all the time."
"It's not good for your health."
…
"Um."
The little boy pursed his lips and smiled.
"Grandma, please walk slowly."
"Goodbye grandma."
…
"Hey, goodbye."
The old lady turned around and walked forward with a smile.
…
The little boy was just about to take steps.
Something suddenly came to mind.
Ah, big sister!
The little boy turned his head quickly.
But I found that the swing next to me was empty.
He was stunned.
"……big sister?"
The little boy murmured.
…
"Still not leaving?"
The old man's voice came from ahead.
…
The little boy turned his head suddenly.
Look up.
…
The old lady turned around and looked at him.
…
The old lady pointed to the sky.
"It's really getting late."
"Go home quickly."
…
"okay."
The little boy responded in a panic.
He originally wanted to continue looking for where his eldest sister was...
But the old lady kept looking at him, as if waiting for him to leave together.
The little boy bit his lip.
He took one last look at the swing where his eldest sister was sitting, and then trotted towards the old lady.
…
The little boy walked with the old lady for a while.
They arrived at the old lady's house first.
…
"Grandma, goodbye."
The little boy is smiling.
Along the way with the grandma, she comforted him and described the unreserved and unreasonable love of parents for their children, which made him feel happy.
He believes more and more that his parents love him.
It's just that they are not good at expressing.
…
"goodbye."
The old woman told the child, "Be careful on the way back."
"Don't talk to strange people..."
…
"Um."
The little boy responded one by one.
…
"Okay, let's go."
The old woman waved her hand.
"Look at me, I accidentally talked too much again."
"Don't delay your return home."
"When your parents ask about it later, they will say that it was grandma who made you talk and made you come home late."
"That way they won't blame you."
The old lady smiled and narrowed her eyes.
She liked the child's well-behaved and sensible nature very much.
…
The little boy smiled with a mouth full of white teeth.
"Um."
"Then grandma, I'm leaving."
"goodbye."
…
"goodbye."
The old woman watched the child she met for the first time go away.
Until she could no longer see the child's back, she turned and went up the stairs.