The next day, the golden sunlight passed through the white gauze curtains and gently fell on Mo Yan's face.
The years are quiet.
Her feather-like eyelashes trembled a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes. She fell asleep very late last night, her head hurt a little, and she stretched out her hand to rub her temples;
Looking at the layout of the room in a daze, I still didn't realize, where is this?
With a click, the door was pushed open.
Grandma walked in with a smile and said angrily, "Yanyan, you kid, the sun has burned your butt. You didn't sleep in when you were a child, and now you want to make up for it?"
Hearing this, Mo Yan, who was still emptying just a second ago, immediately wrapped himself in a quilt and rolled over twice towards the bed. Like a caterpillar, he stretched out his little head and arched it.
Then she arched her eyebrows, revealed a sweet smile, and began to act cute, "Grandma, it's obvious that your quilt can't bear to leave me. Look, it won't let me come out."
"You... get up to have breakfast or stay in bed?"
Grandma smiled lovingly and tapped her forehead.
"Get up and get up. I promised to accompany you. Grandma will play "Past and Present Life" for me later. I really want to hear it."
The time spent with grandma flowed like this, quiet and peaceful.
The "Past and Present Life" played by grandma is slightly different from the clear and ethereal sound of Mo Yan, and has a bit more relief after going through all the vicissitudes of life.
After the song is finished, the lingering sound lingers.
Mo Yan sat on the small bench, holding his chin and tilting his head, and blurted out, "Grandma, do you think that if White Snake knew what happened, Xu Xian might be put under house arrest and lose his life, would she still choose to approach him and fall in love with him?" Woolen cloth?"
"Why does Yanyan suddenly want to ask this?"
"It's nothing, just ask if you think of it. Grandma, you are so wise, I guess your opinions must be very insightful."
Mo Yan's eyes flickered and he hid his eyes to the side, a little afraid that his grandma would see his confusion.
"Yanyan, I'm afraid your little mouth is soaked in honey today, it's so sweet. Okay, let me ask you a question:
It is said that water is the most intelligent substance in the world. Do you think that the water that flows eastward into the sea will give up flowing eastward because it is afraid of being evaporated into gas or frozen into frost?
Everyone is destined to die. Will you just give up your life at this moment because you will die eventually? "
After saying this, Mo Yan's heart felt a little sour. It turns out that grandma is the bravest and wisest person in the world.
She lost her husband in middle age and her son in her later years. Although my grandmother has experienced so much pain, she can still look at things so positively.
Mo Yan looked at the strings of the harp and harp that were dyed golden by the sun, and was lost in thought. Grandma didn't say anything anymore, giving her enough time to think.
Time passed quickly. After having a deep chat with her grandma, Mo Yan completely emptied herself and lay flat on her back. She didn’t want to do anything or think about anything. She could also eat the carrot cake made by her grandma at any time. She felt so carefree and healed. Yan thinks this is her stolen happy time
Except for sharing my thoughts with Qin Yan via video and phone calls, everything was perfect.
Mo Yan sank into the sofa, took a bite of the carrot cake in her hand, and swallowed it wholeheartedly. Suddenly her face turned red. She held her throat and sat up suddenly, "Cough cough cough..."
Then he took the water cup on the coffee table and took a big sip. After a while, he finally recovered;
Even if I can choke on a carrot cake, there is no one else, and I almost feel extremely happy and sad.
Mo Yan looked at the desolate yard outside the window and was stunned. She had choked like this when she was a child, which made her mother cry. Fortunately, her father gave her Heimlich's first aid in time and the crisis was resolved.
Tomorrow, it's time to visit mom and dad.
The sun was still shining brightly yesterday, but a wave of cold air came in the evening. The sky was still gray in the morning, making people sigh, "It will be snowing late in the day."
Grandma knew she couldn't persuade her, so Mo Yan went to the cemetery to visit her parents, so she had to help her put on her scarf and gloves, wrap her up tightly, and put a folding umbrella in her bag before letting her go out.
The cemetery is at Wanshou Hill in the southern suburbs of the city. Mo Yan got out of the taxi and climbed up the steps. The road was lined with green pines and cypresses, which were still standing tall in winter;
She walked halfway up the mountain and looked back at the winding Minshui River at the foot of the mountain. It was a good place surrounded by mountains and rivers. It would be a little bit more happy for her parents to be here together.
Mo Yan pursed his lips, quickened his pace and continued walking forward.
At the end of the long steps is the resting place of her parents. After Mo Yan's mother passed away, they were buried together according to her last wish.
In the distance, Mo Yan paused when he saw a black figure standing there;
The other party also heard the footsteps and turned around, the sadness on his face instantly turned into disgust.
Mo Yan tightened the basket in his hand, then turned a blind eye and walked to the tombstone and stood still.
He took out the items from the basket one by one and placed them neatly, including Huadiao wine and hairy crabs that my father liked, and bayberry juice and beggar's chicken that my mother liked.
The person next to him finally couldn't help it and wiped away his tears. He swept away the sacrifices on the tomb and scolded him coldly, "You are a lone star in the sky. You killed your father and killed your mother. What are you doing here?"
Mo Yan was originally feeling a little excited because she came to see her parents, but after hearing these words, her heart stung slightly;
She remained calm on the surface and ignored the other party's difficulties. She took off her gloves, carefully wiped the tomb clean, refilled the cup, and arranged the sacrifices again.
Who knew that Mo Tiansang didn't intend to stop there, and continued with his ugly and vicious words, "What? Mute? If it wasn't for you clamoring to go to the amusement park, how could the family have a car accident? If it weren't for your panda blood, brother Why did I delay the treatment in order to save you? Why don't you die, you are such a damned loser? Hahaha... That's right, the fortune teller said that you will kill all the relatives around you. , and finally died alone and miserably!!! Hahaha..."
Mo Tiansang laughed maniacally.
Mo Yan looked at Mo Tiansang intently, the wounds in his heart were severely torn open one after another, and blood flowed bulgingly.
Yes, she remembered;
When she was five years old, it was a gray and cold day like this. She really wanted to go to the amusement park. Her father couldn't stand her crying, so he had to drive her out. Then on the way, she was hit by a large truck that lost control. car crash, death;
She remembered the huge collision, the spinning of the world at that moment, the bright red everywhere, and her father's soothing voice in the dim light, "Don't sleep Yanyan, don't be afraid, dad will protect you!"
When Xiao Moyan woke up in the hospital bed a few days later, it was as if her mother had lost her soul overnight and told her that her father had gone to heaven and would never come back.
She didn’t quite understand what it meant to go to heaven;
But later, for a long, long time, I never saw my father again;
But the way her mother looked at her, there was no more love in her eyes.
Maybe my mother also believed that my father died because of her.
So, she remembers,
It was she who killed her father.
