Qin Yu raised his hand and gestured, "The big bird spreads its wings and is several thousand meters in size, like a huge dark cloud, covering the sky above its head. The golden feathers, golden eyes, golden claws, like a A group of burning flames, it swooped down from the sky, captured the beasts running on the ground, flapped its wings and set off a gust of wind, and the trees were blown away directly from it, and roared into the distance."
"What a big bird!" Qin Qingqing's eyes widened, she looked surprised and admiring, and she was a little scared.
Qin Anan raised her chest and said loudly, "Sister, don't be afraid, I'll protect you!" The face was full of seriousness.
The sun was just right in the sky, and the warm sunlight was shining on his face. Qin Yu patted the little guy on the shoulder and praised his courage.
Ning Ling was picking vegetables and preparing for lunch, looking at the scene in front of her with gentle eyes, smiling lightly from time to time.
The children grew up very fast, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, Qin Qingqing and Qin Anan were about to enter a private school. They worshipped Yan Xiucai, who was recognized as the most talented in the town.
This is an orthodox scholar who is unsmiling and rigorous, looking at the pair of little people kneeling in front of him, and said solemnly: "When you come to my door, you should know that reading is not only about literacy, but also to distinguish right from wrong, and to be a human being in the future. Do things with integrity.”
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Qin Yu stood in front of the window, looked at his grandson and granddaughter who were serious in class, smiled and turned to leave. He was carrying a hemp rope in his hand and two grass carp tied at the other end.
Making a bowl of fragrant fish soup for Ning Ling every day was Qin Yu's promise to her, and it has never been interrupted since that day.
"Qin Yu, I'm going to make fish soup again." The little-footed old lady lying on the bamboo chair weakly basking in the sun said with a smile, revealing most of her missing teeth. She looked to her side subconsciously, but the other bamboo chair was above the sky no one.
At the beginning of the year, in a heavy snowfall, the old man walked away in his sleep, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and no pain at all.
Qin Yu nodded with a smile, "Auntie, these two grass carp are very fat today. The fish soup boiled must be delicious. I'll bring you a bowl later."
The old lady with little feet smiled.
Boiling water to kill fish has been done very skillfully over the years, and the flow of water is done in one go. When the fish soup is out of the pot, only half an hour has passed.
He took two bowls and put them away, kept half of them for Qin Qingqing and Qin Anan as usual, picked up one of them, Qin Yu said with a smile, "I met my aunt just now, I'll give her a bowl of fish soup. Go ahead, drink it yourself first."
Ning Ling said: "Okay, then you hurry up, the fish soup won't taste good when it's cold."
Qin Yu nodded, picked up the bowl and went out, smiling: "Auntie, the fish soup is ready, hurry up and drink it while it's hot."
Looking at the little-footed old lady leaning on the bamboo chair with her eyes closed, her voice stopped abruptly. She looked peaceful, but her breath was gone, and she passed away in the warm sunlight.
A white matter!
The old lady with little feet has been kind to people all her life. She is very popular in the small town, and there are many people on the day of her burial. Watching the coffin sink into the ground, Ning Ling's eyes filled with tears again, and she turned to lean into Qin Yu's arms.
"The cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death is an iron law that no one can change. My aunt passed away peacefully. She has been reunited with her uncle underground, so she should be happy."
Ning Ling whispered: "You have to promise me that when you get older, you must walk behind me."
Qin Yu hugged her, "Okay."
Years have passed, and there have been some changes in the town. New wooden buildings have been built in some empty places, and some wooden buildings have been ruined due to the loss of their owners.
This year's heavy snow, the vast soup seems to never stop, swaying and stacking on the ground layer by layer. Outside, the cold wind whistled and dripped water into ice, but inside the wooden house was very warm, with red charcoal burning quietly in the hearth.
On the bed, Ning Ling, with silver hair, smiled and spoke to her son and daughter-in-law who were visiting her in the room. She looked calm and calm. These years have not been outstanding, but she considers herself a qualified mother-in-law, and has not made her son sad, nor has she blushes with her daughter-in-law.
Two seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys and girls with similar appearances were lying in front of the bed, their reddish eyes filled with worry.
My grandmother fell ill in the winter, and she has not been able to recover over and over again. A few days ago, her condition suddenly worsened. She was in a coma and had a good drink. She only woke up this morning.
Fortunately, grandma seems to be in good spirits, which makes Qin Qingqing and Qin Anan feel at ease, and they said something to comfort grandma: "You old man is in good spirits, you will definitely recover in the past few days, stay for a while. Spring is here, and we are going to pick wild vegetables with you. We love to eat your steamed vegetables since we were young."
Ning Ling nodded with a smile, looked at the eldest granddaughter, then looked at the eldest grandson, nodded lovingly, "Okay, grandma will definitely take you there."
Qin Yu, who was sitting in front of the fire, got up and coughed lightly, and said, "Okay, it's time for your mother to rest, you go back first, I'll just watch it here."
Qin Taiping is already in his forties, and he has been dealing with tea all the year round with a refined temperament. Hearing that, he hesitated for a while, "Well, let's go back first, it's snowing outside, just ring the bell and I'll be right here."
Qin Yu nodded, found an umbrella to cover the snow for the family, and sent them out.
Closing the door, he took a breath, and a faint smile appeared on his wrinkled face.
Qin Yu walked to the bed and held Ning Ling's slightly thin palm due to illness, "Old lady, don't worry about anything, I'm here."
On the bed, Ning Ling smiled and nodded, "You haven't forgotten what you promised, let me go first."
Qin Yu touched her face, "Of course, my promise to you will always be valid."
"Old man... Actually, I don't want to leave yet... I always feel that this life is too short... I hope I can continue to live with you... " Tears streamed down as he spoke.
Qin Yu grabbed her hand and squeezed slightly, "Don't be afraid, don't be reluctant, we will be together in the next life, the next life, I will find you, don't worry."
"Um."
Ning Ling's rosy complexion quickly turned pale, her eyes began to dim, and the scene in front of her eyes became blurred.
She knew that her time had come.
While wandering between life and death, some pictures suddenly appeared, and in those dream worlds, the temporarily forgotten memories began to recover.
Qin Yu sat in front of the bed, smiled and nodded at her, "Go to sleep, I will be by your side when you wake up."
With a smile on the corner of Ning Ling's mouth, he slowly closed his eyes, Qin Yu lowered his head and kissed her brow lightly.
Even if the youth no longer grows old with the years, you are still you, the person I will always love in my heart.
In the wooden building, the charcoal fire in the hearth was quietly extinguished, and the cold aura from the outside invaded, and the room quickly became freezing cold.
Sitting in front of the bed, Qin Yu gradually developed a layer of hoarfrost, his body was like a sculpture, and he gently stared at the woman who spent his life with him on the bed.
Swah—
Another Qin Yu stepped out of his body, still looking very old, but when he landed on the ground, the years around him seemed to be reversed in an instant, and his breathing returned to his youthful appearance.
"Let this Qin Yu stay in your dreams forever, live with you and die with you."
His eyes swept across the wooden building, Qin Yu took a step forward, and his figure appeared in the sky above the town, like a phantom that was not disturbed by the wind and snow in the sky.
He lowered his head, his eyes penetrated everything, and saw Qin Taiping hugging his wife, talking softly, and looking up at the wooden building where his parents were from time to time, his eyes were worried.
Qin Qingqing and Qin An'an were discussing how to make grandma happy tomorrow, and they prepared a lot of attention.
There are many, many people in the town who are familiar with each other, each with his own life, or laughing or arguing.
This is Ning Ling's dream, so why isn't it his dream? There is always a time to wake up in a dream.
Let this dream stay in his heart forever!
Breathing out, Qin Yu took one step forward, his figure like a blue smoke disappearing into the vast white snow.