Love Letters

Chapter 135 Why are you crying?

"Grandpa, it's me, Miaomiao."

When he got closer, He Miao discovered that He Dashu was sitting alone at the door smoking.

The air was filled with smoke, as clear and cool as the moonlight, as if it wanted to blend into the night.

Hearing the familiar voice, He Dashu looked up and was stunned when he saw He Miao.

After realizing what was happening, he immediately put out the cigarette in his hand.

"Miao Miao is back."

He stood up tremblingly, looked at her, and said in a low voice,

"Have you eaten yet? Grandpa will make it for you."

He stood up and went to the kitchen.

"No, no need, Grandpa. I just ate, I'm not hungry."

He Miao stopped the man.

"Ouch! How do you walk?"

She was sweating in such a cold day. Seeing her forehead full of shiny sweat, He Dashu was about to scold her, but he swallowed the words back.

"Sit here and rest for a while."

After such a long journey, you must be very tired.

He Miao nodded and sat down next to him.

The grandfather and grandson sat next to each other without speaking.

The yard, which is usually clean and bright, is now full of fallen leaves and fruits.

The moonlight sprinkled on the windowsill, making the black night sky look slightly blue.

There are few stars in the sky, but dogs barking can be heard in the distance.

The tree was quiet, and sometimes the leaves moved.

Lele and Jingjing lay in the main room, snuggling up to each other for warmth.

He Miao and He Dashu sat at the door, enjoying the cold wind, and neither of them spoke.

It was He Miao who spoke first, asking about the recent situation.

After listening to what He Dashu said, she realized that something had happened to Zhao Huijuan.

Half a month ago, she accidentally fell while working in the fields.

Since it wasn't a serious problem at the time, I didn't go to the hospital and didn't take it seriously afterwards.

But one evening she didn't come back, so He Dashu searched the entire village inside and out and finally found her at night.

She said she forgot how to get back.

He Dahai came back a few days ago and took her for a check-up, and her condition seemed to have gotten worse in the past two days.

"Grandma...."

"I'm still waiting for news."

He Dashu seemed more anxious and at a loss than her.

"Do you think your grandma will be okay? When will she be back?"

He Miao was the one who just came back, and He Miao was the one who asked these questions...

He seemed to be asking He Miao, or talking to himself, with a bitter smile, "I'm really not used to your grandma not nagging me."

He Dahai looked a little dazed. He was usually so impressive...but now it was as if he had suddenly lost his direction.

"Who made you always angry with my grandma?"

He Miao didn't know what was going on in his mind, maybe it was the same thing as usual, or maybe he wanted to ease the atmosphere, but he just retorted inexplicably.

Seeing He Dashu's eyes dim, he suddenly felt guilty.

"I'm just kidding."

He Miao felt mixed emotions.

In the past, Zhao Huijuan always nagged him, and he would show his impatience, but then he would obey...

It was as if the two had never had a dispute.

This is how the days go by, day after day, year after year...

"Didn't my grandma tell you to smile more? You look fierce with a straight face."

He Miao wanted to change the subject, but found that no matter how he changed it, he couldn't avoid Zhao Huijuan.

Hearing this, the light in He Dashu's eyes dimmed, and he felt bitter in his heart, "I really didn't mean to make her unhappy."

He was honest for once, "It's mainly because your grandma is always controlling me. She's so old but she still nags me all the time. I can't keep my face..."

"Don't you like being talked about by her?"

"I do not have."

He Dashu seemed to have remembered something sad, and his tone became depressed, "I have been controlled by her all my life, and she said that everything will be fine for me all my life."

"He Miao, do you think your grandma will be okay?"

He Dashu couldn't help but ask He Miao again, as if he just wanted to find someone to talk to.

Usually when a person is nervous or uneasy, he or she will either say nothing or talk nonstop.

He Dashu now clearly belongs to the latter.

"It's okay. You have so many bad habits. She must be in good health and supervise you every day."

He Miao tried to comfort He Dashu verbally, but he was not sure at all.

He Miao remembered that Zhao Huijuan liked to wear floral shirts and a headscarf to cover her face. She only had two teeth to eat with, and she bent over with her hands behind her back, looking very kind.

Even in his sixties, he still takes good care of his vegetable garden and sells it at the market during the harvest season.

When she was a child, she would use rice to exchange for a dime popsicle for her, take her to visit relatives and go to the market, take out the wrinkled cloth and slowly open the biggest red envelope containing the money to give her.

When it was hot in the summer and there were many mosquitoes, I would fan her with a palm-leaf fan, braid her hair into many small braids, teach her the principles of life, take her under the big banyan tree to enjoy the cool, take her to buy snacks, and save all the delicious food for her.

He Miao's rebelliousness during adolescence caused her a lot of heartbreak. Later, she went to work in a black factory and didn't come back for many years...

I heard that during those years He Dashu always scolded her for being unfilial and never going back...

But the two old people asked He Dahai to get it back for her.

The two of them were each thinking about sad things and fell silent for a while.

Suddenly there was the sound of a car......

Coming back?

Grandpa went over before her. Having been sitting for too long, he stood up so suddenly that he almost fell.

Fortunately, He Miao was quick to support him.

"fine."

He pushed He Miao away and insisted on walking by himself, with his back hunched and his steps somewhat difficult.

It seems like I am in a hurry to get there, but also like I am afraid of the past.

She saw him open the door to the yard, and then he stood aside alone and wiped away his tears.

Soon, the car drove into the yard.

Zhang Meili came down first.

When she saw He Miao, she was stunned at first.

Then he showed his displeasure, "Why did you come back?"

After that, he didn't bother to scold her and turned to open the car door.

"I asked for leave and came back."

He Miao explained as he moved forward.

Somehow, seeing this scene, she began to cry uncontrollably.

"Why are you crying?"

Zhang Meili turned around and glared at her, "You unlucky child, I haven't even started to scold you yet, but you're the first one to feel wronged."

"No, I..."

He Miao wanted to explain, but didn't know how to start.

Suddenly there was the sound of a car door opening, and He Miao looked over immediately.

"Milk......."

He Dashu came down first, and then helped others down.

When he saw the familiar thin figure, He Miao couldn't help but spoke with a tearful tone, and then he even cried out loud.