The townspeople in Maple Leaf Town also left with sympathetic eyes. They could only express sympathy for what happened to Ron. These townspeople had neither the ability nor the strength to prevent this tragedy from happening.
Ron wiped away his tears, his eyes slowly swept across these townspeople, and without saying a word, he helped Grandpa Zari onto the four-wheeled flatbed cart, and slowly dragged him back to his dilapidated home.
At the bottom of the bridge in Maple Leaf Town, there is a simple shack. Ron and Grandpa Zari have lived here for more than ten years.
The two sides of the shack are light, which can't stop the cold wind outside. Because it is close to the small river, the temperature at night is a little lower than usual.
This was their home, the one Ron had lived in for over ten years.
Ron carefully helped Zari from the flatbed to a rough bed made of ragged quilts.
Zari was startled, coughed a few times, opened his cloudy eyes weakly, saw Ron, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Grandpa..." Seeing Grandpa's miserable state, Ron's tears flowed down with a "shua-".
Looking at Ron, Zari smiled reluctantly, "Ron...", just as he spoke, the blood from the corner of his mouth flowed down his cheeks again.
"Grandpa, you bleed a lot." Ron cried, stretched out his arms, and frantically wiped the blood from the corner of Grandpa's mouth. In this situation, he didn't know what to do.
After finally wiping off the blood, Ron asked cautiously, "Grandpa, would you like some water? Or something to eat?"
The naive Ron thought that grandpa would get better as long as he drank some water and ate something, but there was only so much he could do now.
Zari shook his head, he stretched out a hand, gently stroked Ron's little face, smiled with difficulty, and said, "Ron, my good boy, let Grandpa... well, look at you After a few glances,...I'm afraid...grandpa...can't...accompany you..."
"No... no... grandpa..." Ron was shocked, he put his grandpa's hand on his face, and said anxiously, "Grandpa, you... you won't die, you will be fine..."
"Do not… "
Zari shook his head lightly, with a hint of a smile, "Grandpa... knows... my body... even without... what happened today, I'm afraid Grandpa... can't live long..."
"No... yes... no, Grandpa..." Ron's tears came again.
"Ron... grandpa knows... your dream is to become a... great magician..." Zari's hand gently stroked Ron's hair, "it's a pity... grandpa has no skills...can't help you... realize your wish..."
"Grandpa..." Ron was sobbing.
"Ron, don't cry... stop... life and death... it's fate... we... can't resist..." Zari smiled miserably.
"Let's not talk about this... Ron... Grandpa... what I'm going to say next... you have to listen carefully..."
Zari put on an unprecedentedly serious expression. He was very anxious. There were some things that he had to tell Ron.
Ron raised his tearful eyes, "Grandpa, you said..."
"Open the cabinet..."
The cabinet in the corner of the room was the only intact thing in Ron's house. Normally, his grandfather wouldn't allow him to move at all. Ron didn't dare to neglect, wiped away his tears, and opened the cabinet.
"Open the third... grid..."
Ron did as he said, and when he opened it, he saw several pieces of children's clothes folded and neatly placed. Ron picked them up in doubt and took a closer look. The material was extremely noble. I don't know which nobleman used it to wrap the clothes. baby's.
"Inside the clothes... there is something... take it out..." Zari's voice was much lower, and he seemed extremely hurried, leaving him with little time left.
Ron took out a necklace from his clothes. The necklace was made of pure gold. Under the necklace, there was a pendant. The pendant was in the shape of a six-figure, with a gemstone inlaid in the middle, which shone faintly even in the dark night. of light.
"Grandpa, is it this thing?"
Ron brought over the necklace.
"Yes, that's it..."
Ron became puzzled, looked left and right while holding the necklace, and asked, "What is this?"
"Ron, this... is related to your life experience, this... necklace is a token..." Zari said weakly.
Ron opened his mouth wide in surprise, "Grandpa... you said... my life experience... aren't my parents mercenaries? Didn't they die while completing a mission?"
There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Zari's mouth, "Stupid boy... I made this up... to lie to you..."
"Aren't my parents mercenaries?" It took Ron a while to recover from the shock, and asked quickly, "Then... grandpa, who are my biological parents?"
"I don't know..." Zari sighed "Ron... you know... why I've been here all these years?"
Ron shook his head.
Zari raised his hand feebly, pointed to the place beside the river and said, "That's where I picked you up..."
"I don't know which parent is so cruel... put you here who is only over one year old..." Zari said with a smile.
"what?"
"It was winter at that time. When I found you, you were almost fainted from hunger, and you didn't even have the strength to cry... At that time, you just wrapped a few clothes like this, and... that necklace..."
Zari smiled with difficulty, coughed a few times, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth again, and Ron quickly wiped it away.
Zari continued, "At that time, I was just a beggar, and I couldn't support you at all. I begged for some milk from Aunt Susan... to raise you..."
Ron nodded with tears in his eyes, thinking of the fat Aunt Susan, she was his nurse, no wonder she was always so kind to him.
"I don't know your name, so I named you Ron..." Zari continued, "But I know, your family must be noble... You can tell from those children's clothes and that necklace... "
"You know, I'm like this... I don't have the ability... to help you find your parents, so all these years, I have been waiting here, waiting for them to come back... to find you..." Zari said with a wry smile.
Ron nodded with tears in his eyes. Grandpa's feet were limping, and it was difficult for him to walk, let alone find someone.
At this time, Zari's eyesight began to become dizzy, and his breathing became short of breath, indicating that it was time to run out of fuel.
"Grandpa... already... can't wait with you any longer... and... Ron... it's meaningless for you to wait here any longer, get out of here... to pursue your life experience, and whether you can find your parents depends on You're on your own..."
"Grandpa... I don't want anything, I just want you, I just want you... Grandpa..."
Ron didn't want to listen anymore, tears flowed down his cheeks, and he kissed the same skinny palm of his grandfather. He thought in his heart that as long as grandpa can get better, he is willing to pay any price.
"do not leave me… "
Zari smiled one last time, "Ron... live well... don't avenge me... take care of yourself..."
The poor old man, when he was dying, was still thinking about Ron, worried that he would take his own life for revenge.
"No... Grandpa... They are the murderers who killed you. I will kill them to avenge you..." Ron's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he almost roared angrily.
But Zari couldn't hear it anymore, he kicked his legs, and he died like this.
"grandfather… "
In the peaceful town of Maple Leaf, Ron's heart-piercing cries came.
"Ron..."
After crying for an unknown amount of time, Ron heard a familiar voice and looked away, only to see a fat figure standing outside the door. It was Aunt Susan, who was looking at him with concern.
"Aunt Susan..." Ron wiped away his tears and stood up, "Grandpa is gone..."
"I guessed it..." The chubby Aunt Susan sighed, "Actually, your grandfather has been in poor health, and he also felt that he didn't know when he would... He told me not to tell you... Ron, you have to think about it." .”
"I know, Aunt Susan..." Ron shook his head.
Aunt Susan sighed again, she pursed her lips, and said hesitantly: "Ron, one of the few people today is the young master from the Naka Manor in the small town of Maple Leaf, and the other two, I guess the background is not simple, Ron, I think..."
"Aunt Susan... I want to be alone..."
Aunt Susan meant that Ron understood that she didn't want to lose her life for revenge, but Ron couldn't listen and interrupted her politely.
Susan moved her lips, sighed, and said, "Okay then, Ron, calm down, those people are not something we civilians can afford..."
Aunt Susan was nagging and was about to turn and leave when Ron stopped her again.
"Aunt Susan, can you do me a favor?"
Susan turned around, smiled and said, "Tell me, what else can I help you, Ron..."
"Can I have a mat? I want to bury Grandpa..." Ron said, biting his lip.
"Okay." Aunt Susan nodded heavily, then turned and left.
Ron felt very guilty. Grandpa had suffered all his life. When he died, he didn't even have a mat to wrap his body.
It's all because of poverty.
In Maple Leaf Town, under the cold moonlight, a small grave was piled up with handfuls of loess, and the body of Grandpa Zari sank into the soil little by little. The four-wheeled flatbed is Zari's last relic.
Grandpa's grave was piled up by Ron with his hands without any tools. At this moment, his hand was cut open and dripping with blood, but he still didn't realize it.
"Grandpa, this is the wine that you have always cherished and was reluctant to drink. Today, Ron brought it to honor you..." Ron opened a wine bottle and poured the wine gently on the ground. This is the most inferior wine. But for Zari, it is the most precious wine, and he has always been reluctant to drink it.
At this time, Ron fell into deep memories, muttering to himself in the cold wind.
"Grandpa, do you still remember? When I was young, you kept the best food for me, while I ate the worst food..."
"Grandpa, at that time, there were goose-feather-sized snowflakes in the sky, and the wind blowing on the face could freeze people to death. I was so hungry that I kept crying. It was you who gave me the last piece of black bread..."
Ron looked at the sky. In the sky, the stars seemed to form the face of Grandpa Zari, looking at him kindly.
As if to say to him, "Ron, you want to become a magician and let grandpa get some credit. At that time, grandpa can proudly say to others, I have a grandson of a magician..."
"My little magician, where are you going? Come back for dinner soon..."
"..."
Ron closed his eyes in pain.