"I'm still young, I don't understand. I just know that if you like it, you have to say it out loud. Just like Xiaomo likes Grandma Shuzhi's toys, so Xiaomo is going to run over and play with the toys now!"
Old Uncle Liu shook his head, looked at Zhong Mo's leaving figure, and sighed softly: "After speaking out, not getting a response will only increase your worries, isn't it?"
Zhong Mo hugged Manman and trotted all the way to Grandma Shuzhi's stall. Grandma Shuzhi saw her running over, with a rare smile on her face.
"You're back? Little one, come to grandma."
Zhong Mo just approached Grandma Shuzhi, and Grandma Shuzhi put out all the toys on her stall.
Zhong Mo pointed to a strange flat toy made of paper on the stall and asked curiously: "Grandma, what is this?"
"This is called a paper kite. Legend has it that in ancient times, the Qianyan Army used this thing to convey messages. After the war, it gradually became a toy for children."
"What about this?"
"This is called a windmill. Look, just stand it up like this, facing the wind."
At this time, a gust of wind happened to blow towards Zhong Mo, and the windmill in Grandma Shuzhi's hand began to spin. Zhong Mo faced the wind and looked in the direction of the wind, sitting on the table waving his fan.
Old Uncle Liu rolled his eyes and thought of something.
Zhong Mo walked quietly to Grandma Shuzhi, pulled her sleeves, and raised her head as if she wanted to say something. Grandma Shuzhi bent slightly and turned her ear to Zhong Mo.
Zhong Mo whispered in her ear: "Grandma, Xiao Mo will tell you a secret quietly."
"What is it? Tell grandma."
"Actually, Grandpa Liu across the street likes you, Grandma!"
After hearing this, Grandma Shuzhi's face suddenly became a little gloomy.
"Heh, are you talking about that old guy? He's just a fool with a wooden head."
Zhong Mo felt very confused.
"Grandma, why do you scold him when he likes you?"
"Oh, if he really liked me, he wouldn't have let me wait these decades in vain. After decades, how many decades can there be in life? I'm afraid he will have to take him to the grave with him!"
"What do you mean? Grandma, do you also like Grandpa Liu?"
Grandma Shuzhi interrupted Zhong Mo: "Let's not talk about this anymore. How can you, a child, understand this? Xiao Mo, you have to remember grandma's advice. If you have something you want to do, do it.
Never let your life have any regrets."
"Really? Grandma, just do whatever you want to do?"
Grandma Shuzhi nodded, but her thoughts were obviously not on Zhong Mo. Her thoughts seemed to have crossed time and returned to the past. Back then, the silly boy across the house always liked to look at herself through the window.
A silly smile appears on his face from time to time...
"Yeah... don't have any regrets..."
Zhong Mo suddenly realized it, as if she understood some truth in the world. She climbed onto Grandma Shuzhi's stall, made herself taller, and then opened her mouth and shouted.
"Liu! Master! Master! Grandma Shuzhi said that she likes you too! She wants you to confess your love as soon as possible!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the smell of old people talking to each other in the entire rural market suddenly stopped, as if he had arrived at a silent market where the stalls had been closed in the middle of the night, and you could hear the drop of a needle.
After a long time, Old Uncle Liu blushed and jumped up from the chair in the booth, waving his arms and shouting: "Tong Yan Wuji! Tong Yan Wuji! Don't take it seriously! Is this kid talking about it for fun?"
At this time, Zhong Mo retorted angrily: "You lied! It was obviously you who told Xiao Mo that you liked Grandma Shuzhi! Grandma Shuzhi also told Xiaomo! She has been waiting for you to confess!"
At this time, Old Uncle Liu was really embarrassed to the extreme. He stood blankly on the stall, lowering his head in frustration.
At this time, an old man next to him looked at Old Uncle Liu with a smile.
"Why are you still standing there? Come on, Old Liu! You have been waiting for decades, why are you still waiting now? Look at me."
"Lao Zhang, who are you talking about?"
"What are you asking about what I said? In fact, our old friends have known about your stupid thoughts for decades. Do you really think that everyone doesn't understand anything? Why do you want to hide this time after hiding for a lifetime?"
Old Uncle Liu said helplessly to the old man. He glanced over secretly and saw a proud little girl looking at him. Next to her was the one with gray hair like him.
He saw that there was no shyness or anger in Shuzhi's eyes, there was just calmness, and even a trace of expectation. She just looked at him quietly, just like before, as if she would smile at any time in the next second.
, revealing those deep dimples.
"Maybe I really shouldn't keep her waiting any longer."
Old Uncle Liu finally took the first step towards Sister Shuzhi. Shuzhi's eyes lit up and she just looked at him.
However, after taking a step, I saw him stopped in the middle of the road. The old men and women around him were all looking at him. So many eyes were focused on him.
Suddenly, a small figure jumped out from in front of Shuzhi and ran in front of old Uncle Liu.
Zhong Mo just grabbed old Uncle Liu's rough hands with both hands and pulled him forward.
"Let's go! Grandpa Liu! Grandma Shuzhi will be waiting for you again!"
Old Uncle Liu was half-pushed and half-pushed in front of Grandma Shuzhi by Zhong Mo. He didn't wake up until that flash of silver came into view.
He spoke slowly, his voice losing the forcefulness of his youth.
"Sister Shu."
She answered softly, her voice no longer as youthful and beautiful as when she was young.
"The Liu boy."
But at this time, this greeting that spanned decades finally sounded in front of the two of them again, and he once again had the opportunity to take a closer look at her.
The gray hair is no longer as dark and beautiful as it used to be, the wrinkled face is no longer as delicate and smooth as it used to be, and even the body only has the smell of decay and aging, and the fragrance that lingered around him is no longer there.
There is no doubt that he missed her best years, he made her wait for decades in vain, and even the memory of her in his mind was only a blur of beauty.
"Sister Shuzhi, are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me?"
"Idiot, don't we always walk together?"
"I know, but next time, I want to get closer to you."
Yes, for these decades, she has been waiting for him and he has been looking at her. Isn't this a kind of long stay together?
There are many lovers in the world, but there are a few pairs who are so unwavering.
But fortunately, I finally don’t have to miss this time anymore.
The most beautiful love in the world is not a promise to walk with you, but to look back at the time and realize that I have already walked with you.
