Four-year high and one grandmother sat in the house Farina Jiangmeng Dan
insoles children, the old man about sixty years old, silver sandwiched black hair, slightly curly, she wore a big blue jacket, black cotton feet set shoes, although some of the old, but still very clean. house fire haste to jump forward, the concept of audio-visual hall halls quietly sitting there, waiting for what seems.
elderly people sometimes stand at the door around, looked at the trail head piece not seen, is a large wooden houses left and right fields, but now covered with a thin white blanket.
around noon, when the old man finally entered the threshold, with In the back there are two children, grandmother quickly put down the live slightly unsteadily towards them.
that the two children of twins, who just turned ten, They grew up in his grandmother until the age of six access to the city school by their parents. The parents something away from home, then let the children return home the next few days, two old nature is enraptured, four years, every day they think of these two baby, now finally got.
grandmother Le Zizi to hold two children, and occasionally looked up days, she felt a lot in the sky than the previous blue. until the four were sitting in a wood stove, she found the two children wear much, but each dress is very ornate, very good looking, shiny hair and also got light, Xiao Hua wearing black shoes, wearing a white small-yu shoes, also close to the edge of a small flash light film.
grandmother staring at them kindly, and after a while to ask: to is only eleven o'clock.
small Yu raised his head and shook her head at her.
grandmother some frustration, the two kids always jump before, like two grasshoppers, and always want to play in the fields on the mountains the day before they agree to come back, also arguing with the large and small say something happened one day, when the house is always noisy Hong Hong, and very warm, but now mm.
grandmother whispered: in the homework anyway? have not bullied by classmates? teacher you okay? > grandmother went into the room, soon, she came out carrying a large plate of candy, and fried sweet potato slices a few days ago, They taste a few pieces of relying on sleep, Grandma and Grandpa took them to cuddle kang, tighten the quilt.
here not used to it, kids do, fear go again. , stewed carrots, pickles, and a small dish of bacon, Xiaohua clip a few pieces of bacon will go to bring their own comic-book while watching, that is a beautifully printed on the cover of the book, the word has several gilt . little Yu clip some vegetables, and raised his head and run into the eyes of grandmother care, smile and looked down.
grandmother really happy about, as if he has seen four years ago, the playful laughter of children crying. take their food from time to time to give her, a smile on his face, like a young age.
afternoon actually a bit under the snow, the snow thick on the front of a little more, a group of laughing children clamor in the distance, They grew up with it all and. They come to explore and from the door, saw the halls of the small Xiaohua Yu, did not recognize at that time, ten meters away, a boy suddenly said: That is not small Yu Xiao-Hua Shen's it? abrupt departure four years ago, those two! Hey! Xiaohua Yu small! They find some surprises from his face, but did not. He grabbed a handful of snow to the side, forced threw them: , but she still want to go, she looked down and brushed the snow body residue.
.
small Xiaohua Yu pulled away.
Xiaohua voice shouting: to himself: br> a new star rising in the horizon year December
snow day in November
rising stars in the new year in the sky! hh
loud voice echoed in this piece of silver color of the world.
partners behind the small town life are scrambling to ask. Xiaohua is a brief introduction to his house to his school and the city's downtown, partners could be heard into the fan, Ray read nursery rhymes sound more and more smaller.
They pulled him, and he patted the shoulder and said Xiaohua are fascinated by your words, Xiao Hua light gray coat down a muddy handprint on the impressively printed.
Xiaohua's face immediately sink down, ignore Ray apology, punch hit in the past, they will hold in a mass rolling on the ground, open play.
later, pulled a small black and blue in Xiao Hua Yu home.
a mud handprint Well, have a wash, why do hands! shaking a bit, and she and the old man busy all year round, live frugally, to the end of the year has left more than two blocks. But it's like hundreds of children's clothes, hh is no wonder that the children in the city Well the city more expensive things, which is, of course.
dirty my clothes! comfortable bed!
worship the next day is a routine activity, grandmother Charitable placed two large futon, three long lit incense, muttered something, and then worship the worship, and then solemnly into the Guanyin in front of the incense burner, and finally kneeling on the futon on the bowed side of my grandfather in the burning power of a currency of iron pots, yellow, fire jumping, jumping.
Xiaohua looked blankly, stood straight small Yu gently took him by the clothing or jewelry.
They knelt down and pay homage to indicate grandmother may They did not move.
increasingly tense atmosphere of the house, my grandfather quietly burning power coins . Avalokitesvara silently glared at them, the fire jumped the basin. deadlocked for a long time, and grandmother had to give up.
Xiaohua Knut mouth: it! A few days back also no problem, and grandmother of time doing with these two pairs of small cotton-padded shoes.
tomorrow Xiaohua Yu will return to the small town, the grandmother wanted to send them a pair of shoes.
They are kang reading, and grandmother walked softly.
both.
Xiaohua put down the book, said: ! Well, I'll give you a bag. path.
day she lay on the kang, want to feel the breath of the children, she felt Mende Huang, sat up, suddenly saw a corner of the two pairs of cotton-padded shoes.
two pairs of new small cotton-padded shoes.
back of the hand wiping away tears, slowly going out.
if all of a sudden she was twenty years old.
oven off the fire to jump the speculation.
she felt particularly cold this winter.
No comments:
Post a Comment