On the village road, the door of Grandma Xiaochun's house was open, and the light shone out.
After sunset, there was still a glimmer of light in the sky. An old man walked slowly with a basket on his back. He lived in the row of old houses.
The old man looked curiously at the open door and saw the people in the room. He also saw Grandma Xiaochun with a rosy face. He was stunned.
Most old people knew their destiny. The closer they got to the other side, the clearer it was.
"Old Niu, you came back from fishing?" Grandma Xiaochun walked to the door and smiled at the old man with a basket on his back.
"Ah, Aunt Chun, why are you …" Old Niu seemed to realize something.
Grandma Xiaochun smiled and said, "Come in and have a meal. You live alone, so you don't have to go back and cook by yourself. Come, come. "
Looking at Grandma Xiaochun, Old Niu nodded silently. He stepped over the threshold and saw the people in the living room.
Was she sad? Old Niu was also sad. As he got older, everyone he knew, laughed with, quarreled with, went to the field, and made rice cakes together would leave.
Maybe he would be the next one.
So Old Niu looked at Xiaochun's children and grandchildren, whose smiles were ugly even if they squeezed out, "Then, this old man will have a meal? Come, Luo Shan, Luo Ming, bring some white wine over. "
"Uncle Niu, sit down." Luo Shan quickly made room for Old Niu to sit down.
Grandma Xiaochun had already taken out a bottle of wine from the cabinet in the living room. She smiled and said, "Old Niu, drink more. I am still waiting for you to sing a play!"
After drinking a few times, Old Niu picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth to chew. He squinted his eyes and pondered. After a while, Old Niu sang a Qinhuai folk tune that had been passed down.
The children did not understand and were not interested. They clamored to watch TV. The older ones did not dare to make a sound, but they also felt depressed.
Luo Shan's eyes turned red as he listened because his wife's eyes turned red first.
Luo Shan's eldest brother, who was also Grandma Xiaochun's eldest son, held a small wine glass and a bottle of white wine. He remembered that when he was very young, an opera troupe came to the village.
Most of them were like this, immersed in the memories of the past.
Only Grandma Xiaochun was holding her youngest granddaughter, who was only two years old. She gently patted the child's back and put her face on the little granddaughter's red face from time to time.
After all, he was the youngest child and had fallen asleep a long time ago.
Grandma Xiaochun squinted her eyes and smiled, as if she was saying that this child was very obedient.
"I need to take a call."
Luo San suddenly picked up the phone and whispered to her mother. She then stood up and walked away while pointing at the phone in her hand.
However, the moment she stepped out of the door, she couldn't help but cover her mouth. She ran out of the yard and squatted there alone.
But she realized that she could not do this, so she quickly wiped her eyes and stood up. Only then did she see that someone was already sitting on the low wall by the side of the field.
When …
Luo San finally realized that Luoqiu had disappeared from everyone's sight not long after they started eating … At the same time, no one seemed to have noticed it.
"What are you doing here?" Luo San approached and said in a nasal voice.
Luoqiu glanced at Luo San, took out a pack of tissues from his clothes, and gave it to her. Luo San felt awkward for a while, knowing that the scene just now was probably seen.
I should wipe my eyes. I can't go back like this. Thinking about it, she took the tissue.
Luoqiu suddenly looked at Luo San and said, "I am taking a picture."
Only then did Luo San notice that there was an antique camera with a golden casing in Luoqiu's arms. Luoqiu walked down at this moment, "Do you want to take a look?"
In front of the camera, the faded yellow image was facing the door of the house. Luo San did not know much about cameras, but she felt that this camera would not be an entry-level thing.
"I … can I take a picture?"
"Of course."
"How, how do I use it?"
Boss Luo smiled and guided Luo San on how to use it.
Luo San approached the door and quietly took in the entire living room. Unknowingly, she felt a chill slide down her face.
"You … you turn around."
Luoqiu nodded. When he turned around, he felt a slight pressure on his shoulder. It was Luo San who was using his palm as a pillow.
"My parents have always been working outside. My grandmother watched me grow up since I was a child."
"Do you want Grandma Xiaochun to accompany you all the time?"
"Who doesn't want their loved ones to accompany them all the time?" Luo San sobbed softly and asked, "But life and death are unpredictable. What can we do about it? I have seen many family members of patients in the hospital. In the face of this situation, they are even more helpless. When we have no way to save a person, we can only let nature take them away completely. In the face of death, we are the most powerless people. "
"A doctor's rationality," Luoqiu said softly.
Fortunately, there is a dream … The boss thought silently in his heart.
"What do you mean? Are you saying that I am cold-blooded? "
"No." Luoqiu shook his head, "I just feel that it is good that Grandma Xiaochun can have a descendant like you."
"What is good about it …" Luo San said faintly, "What can be good about it?"
"This village …" Luoqiu said calmly, "Besides Luo Zheng, you are the only young one I see. Although I met others today, you were also called back. You work in the town's hospital. The road is long and difficult, isn't it? "
"I don't know what you are talking about."
Luoqiu said softly, "During the day, I feel that this row of new houses on the opposite side of the village road looks very prosperous. But at night. You see, there are not many lights on. It is not much different from the old houses here. "
"Of course. These new houses are all under the policy. Because of subsidies, every family started to build them."
Luo San wiped her eyes with a crumpled tissue and looked ahead, "Those who can afford it have moved to the town long ago. Those who can't afford it or have the ability to make a living are mostly working outside. They can't come back many times a year. The rest are like Uncle Luo San who still insists on farming, but there are not many. So, isn't it normal for it to be empty? "
"Then why did you stay in this town? I heard Luo Zheng mention some things. He said that you quit a good hospital to come to the town's hospital. "
Luo San felt a little cold. She hugged her hands and shook her head, "A doctor can be anywhere. The job is the same … But here, it is too deserted."
On the other side of the village road, only two or three lights were on in three houses. There were very few people. Only the sound of the television could be vaguely heard. Children occasionally laughed or cried. It was indeed deserted.
"Isn't it ridiculous?" Luo Shan sighed and raised her head to look at the completely dark night. "Not all of them have children and grandchildren, but they still have close relatives. They should be enjoying their old age in peace, but they can't see each other many times a year. I don't know if this kind of development is good or bad. "
"It's almost time. Can you come and help?" Luoqiu asked suddenly.
…
It was Luoqiu's old house. The location was the kitchen. Steam was rising from the big iron pot on the stove. The room was full of a fragrant and sweet smell.
The fire under the stove was bright red and orange. It was not strong, but it lasted for a long time.
"What is this?" Luo San frowned.
Luoqiu opened the lid of the pot and stirred gently in the iron pot with a big spoon, "The osmanthus syrup has been boiled … En, do you see those bottles outside? Help to put them in. "
"Why is it here with you …" Luo San looked at Luoqiu subconsciously.
Luoqiu said, "Grandma Xiaochun still has to cook. There are so many people. Naturally, there are not enough seats. So, I simply boiled it here. "
"But … but it's not so fast, right?"
"En, I used a bit of a special method." Luoqiu said casually, and then scooped out some syrup with a spoon, "Taste it. It should be the same."
Luo San subconsciously dipped a little with her finger, and then put it into her lips.
"Grandma Xiaochun said that this is left for you." Luoqiu said softly, "This is the only taste that she can leave for you that can be preserved for a long time."
"So you … you, that's why you picked so much?" Luo San looked at Luoqiu. Her gaze had completely softened, and her voice trembled.
Luoqiu did not answer. He asked with a smile, "Sister Luo San, don't you want to help to pack this osmanthus syrup?"
Luo San suddenly understood that she was missing something.
…
"Is this the bottle with the most?"
The two walked out with a bottle of osmanthus syrup. Luo San stared at the basket in Luoqiu's hand at this time and suddenly asked.
Luoqiu said with a smile, "Didn't you compare them?"
Luo San snorted and said, "I always feel that the bottle on your side has more … Let's exchange. This is mine. I want the biggest one!"
In front of the door, Grandma Xiaochun was leaning against the door. When she saw the two walking back with the basket, she smiled knowingly.
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