Nodding in response with a smile, the gray-haired Zhang Cuilan closed her locker in the face of the greeting from her colleagues.
Since taking up the cleaning job as a full-time job, Zhang Cuilan no longer has to run around outside all day as hard as before.
Although today's work is not easy, it is already a huge improvement compared to before.
"Go home to your granddaughter, right? I hear your praise every day, but I've never seen what kind of child he is."
"But he is sensible and studies very well, which is reassuring!"
When others ask about her children, even Zhang Cuilan, who is so old, can't help but want to show off.
In today's era when the younger generation is becoming more and more difficult to discipline, the well-behavedness of my granddaughter is highlighted in a rare and valuable way.
As soon as she said this, her colleagues who were a few years younger than her were a little embarrassed.
Often hearing Zhang Cuilan mention the excellence of her own children, people will inevitably have thoughts of comparison.
My colleague also has a grandson, but he is younger than Zhao Xuanying. When he mentioned this topic, he seemed to open up the topic and talk about the recent rebellious behavior of his grandson.
In particular, reviews criticized Internet cafes.
Although under 18 years old are not allowed to enter, many Internet cafes secretly let children in to surf the Internet in the face of business.
My grandson in junior high school has suffered from the poison of Internet cafes, and his academic performance has plummeted this year.
"Sigh... If only that boy of mine was so sensible."
With a sigh, the colleague packed up his things and left with Zhang Cuilan before it was getting dark.
Zhang Cuilan also walked with the other party for a while, and when they came to the street at the corner, she said goodbye to the other party.
Walking towards his home address.
The walking time of more than half an hour was much faster than before because of moving to a new residence.
If she still lived in a residential building in the same place as before, the journey home would have taken nearly an hour. Therefore, during those times, Zhang Cuilan always liked to carry a big bag with her on her way to get off work.
When I go home, I pick up some plastic bottles on the road, and when I have free time, I take them to a junk collection place to sell them.
It was not a rush along the way.
By the time Zhang Cuilan arrived at her building, it was not even eleven o'clock in the evening.
He went upstairs, stood in front of his door, took out his key, opened the door, and entered the house.
Perhaps because her granddaughter wanted to save some money on electricity bills, she kept the lights off in the living room when no one was around.
After fumbling to turn on the light and put on her slippers, Zhang Cuilan quietly came to Zhao Xuanying's room.
Keep your footsteps down and try to remain unnoticed as much as possible.
He slowly opened the door and looked at the figure sitting in front of the desk in the room.
The school uniform has been changed, and Zhao Xuanying always dresses casually at home.
The soft pajamas with strange flower patterns printed on them exposed the fragrant shoulders on both sides. These were the pieces that Zhang Cuilan bought specially during the clothing market sale.
They both wear the same clothes to bed.
The door... was pushed open, and the sound of pushing the door this time was noticed by Zhao Xuanying, who was sitting at the desk.
Turning around, I looked at grandma entering the house.
First, he fell into a brief daze, and then he shouted in a belated voice soon after.
"You're back, I didn't even hear the door open."
"I'm afraid of disturbing you."
Arriving at the bed where her granddaughter was sleeping, Zhang Cuilan sat on it, looked at Zhao Xuanying at the table with a smile, paused and then asked.
"Why don't you turn on the lights in the house?"
"A desk lamp is enough."
"If you ruin your eyes like that, don't let your myopia develop."
"It's okay~"
In order to prevent her grandma from worrying too much, Zhao Xuanying pretended not to care and raised the bulb of the desk lamp upward to illuminate a large area of her room.
He looked at the grandma beside the bed and asked her about the progress of her work.
Zhang Cuilan also briefly described her recent work.
She said that the several cleaning places she is currently responsible for are not inhabited all year round, the work intensity is not high, and she can still get a good salary during the monthly settlement.
Life is not heavy, it can even be considered easy.
After talking about her own affairs, Zhang Cuilan couldn't help but become a little curious.
She attaches great importance to Liu Weicheng, whom she secretly recognizes as her grandson-in-law. In addition, her granddaughter seems a little unreasonable.
This can't help but make her a little curious about the development of rental prices.
Zhao Xuanying, who was at the desk, heard her grandma asking about Liu Weicheng.
The smiling expression just now began to waver.
She... is not a good liar per se, and nothing in the education she has received since childhood supports her lying to the people closest to her.
Therefore, Zhao Xuanying fell into silence when faced with her grandma's inquiry.
Lowering her head and keeping silent, Zhang Cuilan caught Zhang Cuilan's attention. She, who was just a little curious, began to realize that something was wrong.
Then he asked again.
"What's wrong? He...has been dating a girlfriend recently?"
"..."
"Um."
After a long time, Zhao Xuanying nodded slowly.
Regarding Lin Nianwei's matter, Zhao Xuanying also mentioned it to her grandmother when she had free time, but there was no sign at that time, so she just assumed that the other party was a shameless woman who pestered Liu Weicheng all day long.
But after the incident in "Spring Breeze" magazine, Zhang Cuilan's impression of Lin Nianwei improved a lot.
However, even if the impression improved, after learning that the other party was dating the grandson-in-law whom she secretly considered, the impact of this incident was still a bit greater for someone of her age.
The room fell into silence.
One is sitting by the bed and the other is sitting at the desk.
Both the grandmother and the grandson became silent, and no one had the intention to speak.
I don't know how long it took before Zhang Cuilan sighed from the position beside the bed.
"Sigh... You kid is a bit stupid in some things. Your grandfather was also a blockhead back then, and I didn't take him down in a few days."
"..."
"A man, no matter whether he is good or bad, as long as you tie his heart, you basically can't run away."
"grandmother……"
"It doesn't matter, don't be too sad. Anyway, you are still young now, and you will have a lot of time in the future."
Now that the matter has come to this, Zhang Cuilan can only say some comforting words.
But such comfort didn't seem to have much effect on Zhao Xuanying. She had always had a lonely expression on her face since she mentioned this matter just now.
Compared to how deep Liu Weicheng was... the girl in front of her who was just beginning to fall in love might have fallen deeper.
Zhao Xuanying, who was sitting at the desk, slowly stood up, like how she ran to her grandma for comfort when she was bullied as a child, and sat on the edge of the bed.
Lying on her side in grandma's arms.
Let grandma raise her hand to touch her head. Only then will she feel better.
The two mothers and grandsons did not continue their conversation.
Instead, they fell into silence with great tacit understanding, quietly enjoying the rare tenderness.
The environment inside the house is a bit dark...only the light from the desk lamp illuminates the surrounding area.