The old man's cloudy eyes were red and sparkling with tears. He looked at Su Qiao pleadingly and expectantly:
"Miss Xiao Qiao, please be kind and help this child. Even if I go to hell, I will definitely remember your kindness."
Looking at her grandson with a red face from crying, she sighed softly: "This child... has a bad fate, encountering such a natural disaster..."
Su Qiao was in a dilemma. He looked back at Zhao Jingting and Uncle Ya. Seeing that they had no objection, he finally nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take him."
"Thank you, thank you for your kindness, young lady. You are really kind-hearted. In my next life, I will work like a cow or a horse to repay you."
The old man was very excited and wanted to stand up and kowtow to Su Qiao, but he was unable to do so.
"Qingyang, hurry up, why don't you kowtow to your sister?"
Qingyang's eyes were red, and he kowtowed obediently: "Sister, Qingyang kowtows to you, please, please save my grandma!"
"Please, as long as you can save my grandma, you can ask me to do anything in the future. I can do a lot of work, I can dig wild vegetables, plant crops, and water the plants. I can do anything that can keep me alive."
"Get up quickly."
Su Qiao stretched out her hand and pulled him up, saying seriously, "Your grandma is very ill and she is in pain every day. Can Qingyang bear to let your grandma suffer like this every day?"
The old man's body is beyond recovery. The reason he has been able to hold on until now is probably because he can't let go of his only grandson. He is just holding on forcibly. Even Su Qiao can't do anything.
“Sister…” Qingyang looked back at her grandma, feeling dependent and reluctant to let her go. However, she also knew sensibly that it would not be good for her to keep her like this.
“Grandma…” Qingyang threw himself into the old woman’s arms.
He really couldn't bear to leave his grandma, but his sister said that his grandma was in pain.
"Qingyang, grandma... Grandma will always watch over you, watching our Qingyang get married, build a career, and have many children... many grandchildren..."
The old man finally let go of his worry, a kind smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he closed his eyes peacefully.
Qingyang felt something was wrong, "Grandma!"
Sighing, Su Qiao pulled Qingyang up and hugged him: "Qingyang, grandma is gone. She no longer has to suffer from illness. She will watch over you quietly from the other side, so you must be strong, understand?"
"Um."
There were still tears in Qingyang's eyes, but his gaze was much firmer.
He straightened his thin body, his nose red, and nodded vigorously: "Sister, Qingyang will definitely be strong. When Qingyang grows up, he will get married and make grandma happy over there."
"Well, the wish... is good."
Although this wish is a bit... But, who cares? It's better than him being sad every day.
Su Qiao took out a handful of dates from his pocket and stuffed them into his hand: "Here are some for you."
She actually had no other way to deal with children. She used to coax them with candy, but now there was no candy, so she could only use dates to coax them.
Qingyang swallowed, but finally couldn't bear to eat, "No, sister eats it, Qingyang is not hungry."
Children actually like to eat these snacks the most, not to mention that there is very little food now, and everyone can only eat half full of rice soup and wild vegetable soup.
Su Qiao stretched out her hand to block it: "Sister has already eaten, these can't be finished, sister is afraid that they will go bad if left for too long, it would be such a waste."
Qingyang glanced at grandma who had closed her eyes, hesitated for a moment, and lowered his head. "Grandma said that wasting food would be punished by God."