Jiang Tingting didn't know why at six o'clock, he opened his eyes and woke up. He was completely sleepless and woke up early. This was the first time in history that even 323 was still sleeping in.
After she washed up and got dressed, she left the room.
Grandma Jiang usually gets up very early, but today she seems to be still sleeping in the room.
Then let her cook today’s breakfast!
Jiang Tingting went downstairs and went directly to the kitchen.
Looking at the pots and pans on the stove, the little fox was a little dazed. She hadn't cooked yet, but it shouldn't be difficult to make noodles.
Check it out first!
Jiang Tingting took out her mobile phone to check the steps, and then confidently started to light a fire...
After the operation, Jiang Tingting patted the ashes on his hair, wiped his dirty little face, and came out holding a bowl of burnt noodles...
The noodles were mushy, the water had been boiled dry, and it still smelled a bit mushy, and the eggs turned into frangipani.
Jiang Tingting looked at the bowl and fell into deep thought.
She thought it would be better not to harm grandma.
[323 (silent) (poke): The host is great... My data shows that Grandma Jiang...]
Jiang Tingting's pupils shrank slightly and he froze on the spot, losing his grip on the bowl and falling to the ground...
The next second, Jiang Tingting went upstairs with a slightly flustered pace.
Opening the door, the room was quiet.
The old man on the bed had a peaceful look on his face, and she was holding a photo in her hand. The photo showed the younger Grandma Jiang holding a crying little girl...
[323: Dear host, Grandma Jiang left at five in the morning, very peacefully, without any pain.]
Jiang Tingting sat by the bed in silence, holding the old man's cold and stiff hand.
Thinking of Grandma Jiang's chatter last night, my nose felt sour, so the old man must have felt it before leaving.
Jiang Tingting looked at the gold bracelet on her wrist and lost her mind. This was the first time she experienced the warmth brought by family affection...
[323: Host, one more thing, Grandma Jiang has long known that you are not her granddaughter.]
Jiang Tingting paused slightly, his voice trembling and hoarse.
"I know."
I found out last night.
……
When Xu Wu rushed to Jiang's house, Jiang Tingting was sitting on the steps outside in a daze, staring at the sky with his face raised.
The young man walked over and sat quietly beside her. He stretched out his hand and carefully took her fingers and held them in his palm.
After a while, Jiang Tingting moved her lips.
"Grandma said last night that she would serve me shredded chicken noodles this morning..."
Xu Wu's heart ached when he heard the girl's emotionless tone. He held her hand tightly and lowered his voice.
"I will do it for you in the future."
Jiang Tingting looked at the sky in silence, blue and sad.
The emotions of the world... are complex but not lacking in purity.
……
At the funeral of Grandma Jiang Tingting, Jiang Tingting met the cheap parents whom she had not seen for ten years. The parents were holding Jiang Tingting in the mourning hall and crying. Jiang Tingting pursed her lips and calmly broke away.<
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Father Jiang and Mother Jiang didn't care. After crying, they went to take care of the relatives and friends who came to mourn.
Hypocritical tears.
Jiang Tingting looked at the sign on the mourning hall, and a tear fell unconsciously from the corner of his eyes.
Thank you, grandma.
With his hand held by Xu Wu, Jiang Tingting glanced sideways at the young man...
It was already five days after the funeral, and Jiang's father and mother were going back to work. They gave Jiang Tingting a sum of money and hurriedly left Sichuan City after scrawling a few words of concern.