I stared at the ground and said nothing. It's not that I'm tolerant, nor that I'm submissive, but at this moment, thinking that this was all arranged by my grandfather during his lifetime, in a daze, I seem to be able to see my grandfather sitting on a bamboo chair, ordering the lawyer carefully word by word . In my memory, grandpa never bothered the younger generation, and arranged everything in an orderly manner, even his own affairs. Unspeakable sourness surged up, and I was afraid that tears would fall when I opened my mouth, so I could only bite my lips tightly and listen quietly.
Lawyer Zhou saw that no one had expressed any further opinions, and continued: "According to Mr. Shen's will, the property is divided into two parts, one is a fixed deposit of 1.1 million yuan, and the other is the house at No. 92 Mazu Street. , and all the belongings in the house. Of these two properties, one is for granddaughter Shen Luo, and the other is for grandson Shen Yanghui"
Hearing this, the stepmother, who had been holding her breath, slammed the table and yelled angrily: "The old man is so unfair. He gave all the money to others and only left a worthless old house for Yang Hui. Even if you try to find a way to sell it privately, you can sell it for about 200,000 yuan. Shen Haisheng, let me tell you, you have to stand up for this matter. Even if you go to the court, you have to re-divide the property. The reason why granddaughters earn more than grandsons”
Lawyer Zhou stared at the document, as if he hadn’t heard it, and when his stepmother’s words fell, he said calmly: “Mr. Shen Luo and Shen Yanghui are given the right to choose, and they can choose by themselves."
The stepmother was taken aback for a moment, and asked nervously, "Who will choose first?"
Lawyer Zhou said: "Mr. Shen has no rules. You can negotiate on your own." After finishing speaking, Lawyer Zhou closed the folder, picked up the teacup, and concentrated on drinking tea, as if he no longer existed.
The stepmother stared at me sharply, and kept pushing Dad with her hands, motioning him to speak.
Dad didn't completely forget that I was also his child, he said hesitantly: "Little Luo, who should choose first?"
The stepmother whispered in Shen Yanghui's ear, Shen Yanghui's "Second Child Disease" attack, ignored the "family strategy" instructed by his mother, but said unceremoniously: "Shen Luo, I want to choose first"
I had made up my mind a long time ago, so I calmly asked my stepmother, "Who does Aunt Yang want to choose first?"
The stepmother had no choice but to make it clear: "Little Luo, look at your younger brother. He will spend a lot of money on studying, finding a job, getting married and getting a wife. You have already graduated from college. Your living expenses and education expenses these years It’s all from grandpa, your brother didn’t spend a penny from grandpa, it’s logical, you should let your brother choose first.”
I smiled wryly, my living expenses and education expenses are all paid by my grandpa, is that what I want? When I glanced at my father, my father avoided it, and I didn't bother to bother anymore, so I said to my stepmother: "Okay, let Yang Hui choose first."
Lawyer Zhou, who had been pretending not to exist, immediately put down his teacup, raised his head, and asked Shen Yanghui, "Which property would you choose?"
Before Shen Yanghui could say anything, his stepmother had already said, "Cash, we want cash from the bank."
Shen Yanghui followed his mother and repeated exactly the same: "Cash, we want cash from the bank."
Attorney Zhou looked at me, and I said, "I want a house."
Lawyer Zhou took out a stack of documents from the document bag, "Please review these documents. If there is no problem, please sign. My assistant will continue to follow up the relevant procedures."
After we read the documents and signed the signatures, Attorney Zhou straightened his clothes and stood up. He shook hands and said goodbye to us: "Please mourn and let the changes prevail."
After watching Lawyer Zhou leave, Dad closed the courtyard door.
While going upstairs with the documents, the stepmother said loudly, "I'm going to pack my luggage. We'll catch the 12:30 noon boat and leave. If we can buy a ticket for tomorrow morning, we'll be home in the afternoon."
Shen Yanghui cheered with an "Aww" and ran upstairs with joy: "I'm back to Shanghai."
My father saw his wife and son's "don't want to stay for a moment" attitude, and knew that there was no room for objection, so he could only say to me: "The company holiday is only ten days away, and I have to go back to work."
Over the years, I have already given up on him, and I don't have any extravagant expectations for him. Dad is not a bad person, but sometimes a kind person who is cowardly, confused, and unprincipled is more chilling than a bad person. I said calmly, "Well, I see. Thank you Dad for coming back in time this time." Although I was with Grandpa for the last six months, Dad rushed back before Grandpa closed his eyes, and ran back and forth. I tried my best to arrange the funeral of my grandfather.
Dad said worriedly: "You kid, you quit your job just to take care of grandpa without discussing it with me. It's hard to find a job now, so you have to hurry up"
"Dad, Mom asked you to help me pack my luggage." Shen Yanghui stood on the stairs and shouted.
Dad had to say: "I'll go up first. Anyway, remember to find a job quickly. If you are idle for too long, no company will want you."
I followed my father upstairs, walked into my room, and locked the documents given by the lawyer in a drawer. I vaguely felt that I had missed something, but the stepmother's voice sounded sharply from time to time, which made me unable to calm down and think about it.
I simply walked to the window to enjoy the scenery, no matter what, wait until they leave
A few emerald green vines spitting beads of dragons swayed in the wind outside the window, and flowers adorned the branches, some of which had just bloomed and were still white; Spit beads.
I smiled and picked up the vines and fiddled with them. This year I have no time to repair flowers and trees, and the vines that spit out pearls have already climbed to my window. Suddenly, I remembered what I had been vaguely forgetting, the man who passed out in my yard
I knocked on my forehead in frustration, I forgot that there was a strange man at home
I grabbed the window frame, leaned out of the window, and looked down. Under the layers of green leaves and white flowers, the black figure was very conspicuous, sitting motionless, as if he had fallen asleep.
Just as I was about to call him out, I remembered that my stepmother was walking up and down the house packing things, so there was no need to make a fuss. I picked off a dragon spit bead flower and threw it at him vigorously.
He probably heard the movement, and immediately raised his head to look at me, his eyes were sharp and his expression was cold, like a beast with murderous intent and ready to go, which made me jump. Although I have used a lot of strength, a flower is a flower, and it is impossible to become a sharp weapon for killing people. In the breeze, the white-calyx and red-capped dragon spit bead flowers fluttered and flew towards him, which was quite poetic. The sharpness in his eyes dissipated, he squinted his eyes slightly, and quietly watched the flowers gradually drift towards him, until the moment when they were about to fall on his face, he gently raised his hand and caught the flowers.
At this moment, the fragrant flowers were like snow, and he was holding flowers between his fingers, leaning lazily on the rattan chair, separated by strands of vines, half-raised his head, and looked at me, just an ordinary down-and-out man, without the slightest frightening aspect momentum. I was so frightened that I finally dared to breathe out the breath held in my chest. I only felt that my legs were weak and I had to hold on to the window sill to stand firm.
What kind of shit is this? I took in a wild cat with good intentions for a while, but I was so scared by the wild cat's eyes that I almost knelt down.
I straightened my face and stared at him fiercely, trying to show who is the boss, when my father's voice came from outside the door, "Little Luo, let's go."
I couldn't care less about arguing with a stray cat without a tutor, I hurriedly turned around, opened the door, and ran out of the room.
Because of rheumatic legs, my grandfather suffered from knee pain after climbing too many stairs. For the next few years, he lived in the large apartment downstairs, which was both a study and his bedroom. When I passed by, I glanced at it unintentionally, and immediately realized that something was wrong. After a closer look, the mirror on the antique shelf was gone.
"Yang Hui, hurry up and dawdle, be careful you won't be able to get a ticket." The stepmother had already walked into the yard with the suitcase.
I rushed over a few steps and blocked the courtyard gate, preventing them from leaving.
The stepmother immediately understood what I wanted to do, and yelled sharply: "Shen Luo, what do you want to do?"
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nbsp;Dad looked at me puzzled, "Xiaoluo"
I said, "Before you leave, leave Grandpa's mirror behind."
Shen Yanghui said bluntly: "Mirror, what mirror? Why should we bring a broken mirror back to Shanghai? Except for rocks and sand, there is nothing better in Shanghai than here."
I sneered and said: "It is indeed a broken mirror, but even if it is a broken mirror, it is a broken mirror from the Qing Dynasty. Otherwise, how could Aunt Yang see it?" Apart from a bronze mirror, there are also a pair of silver bracelets and a silver hairpin. Unfortunately, in the torrent of time, the two most valuable items have gone to nowhere, and only one bronze mirror remains.
Dad glanced at the stepmother who was holding the box tightly, and understood. He was very embarrassed. He looked at me and then at his wife. As usual, he didn't know what to do.
The stepmother found that she couldn't hide it anymore, and she didn't want to hide it anymore, so she said domineeringly: "I took that old mirror, but so what, it belongs to the Shen family. I gave you the whole old house. Shouldn't it be a commemoration?"
"Don't forget, the lawyer made it clear that I inherit the old house and all the property in the old house." I finally understood why my grandfather emphasized this sentence in the will, and asked my father and stepmother to sign for confirmation .
Aunt Yang didn't reason with me, she pushed me hard, "Yes, I helped the Shen family's grandson get a mirror from the Shen family, you go and sue me."
I pulled her box, she held it tightly with her hands, and the two of them pushed and scrambled. She was wearing high-heeled shoes, and I was wearing flat-heeled shoes. After all, she was younger and stronger than her. I snatched her box, and she lost her balance and fell to the ground.
The stepmother immediately burst into tears, "Shen Haisheng, look at your daughter, how dare you hit an elder!"
My father was swept away by my sharp gaze, and he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only be careful, and went to help his stepmother, "Mirrors are things for girls, but Yang Hui is a boy, and he can't use them, so give them to Xiaoluo." "
The stepmother was so angry that she cried, scolded and beat her: "Fart, the house is broken, it's just such a valuable thing, if you say it, I'll tell you, no way"
I didn't bother to care about them, put the box on the ground, squatted down, opened the box, and started rummaging for the bronze mirror.
With a "snap", a slap hit me hard on the face. I was a little dazed by the beating, I raised my head and looked at Shen Yanghui in a daze. Shen Yanghui's strength was not weaker than that of an adult, and the slap was so hard that my left ear was buzzing, and I couldn't stand up for a while.
Before I could react, he pushed me away again, snatched the box back, quickly zipped it up, and held it firmly in his hand.
I have always been wary of my stepmother and father, but I forgot that there is another Shen Yanghui, they are a family of "three". Fourteen-year-old Shen Yanghui is already 1.7 meters tall. When he smiles hippie, he can still see the childishness of a child. When his eyebrows are cold, he is already an out-and-out man. In ancient times, he could fight the enemy up.
Shen Yanghui stared at me fiercely and said, "You hit my mother first, and then I hit you."
The stepmother immediately stood up and said gloatingly, "Those who beat people will be beaten eventually." She took her son's arm and walked out the door, "Let's go."
Reluctantly, I grabbed the box hard, trying to prevent them from leaving. The stepmother kicked my arm unceremoniously with a high-heeled shoe. I let go of my hand at once, and I could only watch them walk out of the courtyard gate.
Dad leaned over to help me up, "Little Luo, don't take it to heart, Yang Hui is still a child who doesn't understand anything. Just give Yang Hui the mirror. He is the son of the Shen family. You are a girl after all, and sooner or later you will have to go out." marry."
I endured the pain and didn't say a word.
Dad knew very well that I was a stubborn stubble since I was a child, and I was by no means a person who would be bullied. He held my shoulder and said seriously: "Little Luo, I know what you are worried about. You are not the only one whose surname is Shen. Don't worry, then I will let Yang Hui take good care of the mirror, and I will never sell it."
I looked at those very grandfather-like eyes for a few seconds, and nodded slowly.
Dad was relieved and wanted to say a few more words, but the stepmother's voice came from outside, "Shen Haisheng, if you don't leave, stay here forever."
Dad hurriedly stuffed a bunch of things into my hands, "I'm leaving, call me if you have anything to do." After finishing speaking, he hurriedly chased after his wife and son.
After a while, the yard that was just flying around was completely quiet, and I was the only one standing in the yard.
When my ears were no longer buzzing, I lowered my head and took a closer look. My arms were already purple, and I looked at the things in my hand. They turned out to be a few rolled up one hundred yuan bills. I laughed helplessly, if this is Dad's fatherly love, his fatherly love is really too cheap
I'm twenty-five years old, I'm no longer that weak ten-year-old girl, I have a college degree, and a big house that my grandpa left me, I can live well without my dad But, regardless of my sanity How to persuade myself, my heart is still empty and sad with nothing to rely on, even more at a loss than before.
Maybe it's because I know that I didn't have my parents back then, and I still had my grandfather, but now, I have lost my grandfather and my only relative in this world. From now on, in this world, I really only have myself. When I am tired, I have no more to rely on; when I am injured, there is no way out.
Looking at the old house in front of me, I smiled and threw out the money in my hand. The pink banknotes were still floating, but my smile was still on my face, but tears were already streaming down my face.
At the age of seven, when my parents divorced, I knew that my tears were useless, and I never wanted to waste time crying, but at this moment, it was like the valve of the faucet was turned on, and the suppressed sadness turned into endless tears. It keeps falling.
It turns out that the loss of a loved one means that you think you can understand, accept, and be strong, but you will never be sad, and at a certain moment or a certain touch, sadness will come from it.
grandpa, grandpa
I wept silently and wiped my tears away several times trying to smile. Since no one will wipe away my tears for me, and no one will feel sorry for my pain, I can only face it with a smile. However, every effort to smile was quickly shattered by tears.
I cried so much that I couldn't stand still, and I sat softly on the ground. I gritted my teeth tightly and hugged myself tightly, trying to give myself some strength and comfort, but looking at the empty room in front of me, I thought of the space of the room. The master is no longer there, and the tears are like torrential rain, one after another, falling continuously.
I kept crying and crying, and it seemed like I was going to cry forever.
Suddenly, a group of dragon spit bead flowers floated in front of my eyes, like a naughty boy trying to make people laugh, somersaulted several times in the air, and jumped into my arms.
I stopped crying all of a sudden, and stared at it in a daze. It turned out to be a flower ball made of dragon spit beads, green vines as bones, and flowers as decorations.
I forgot the sadness, couldn't help but picked it up, and was about to take a closer look, but thought of a question: Where did this flower ball come from
Like an unoiled robot, I turned my head stiffly inch by inch, looking in the direction of the flower ball. That man saw everything that I hid deeply, the weakest, most painful, and most imageless side of me
He looked at me quietly and remained silent; I was embarrassed and annoyed, my mind went blank, and I couldn't say a word.
Across the Jiulixiang with sparse branches and leaves and white flowers like snow, the two of them stared at each other "speechlessly" for a while. Reluctantly, she turned around and rushed into the house with the flower ball.
I looked at myself in a mess in the glasses, and I became more embarrassed and annoyed, and wanted to smash the flower ball, but I just lifted it up, looked at it, it was so delicate and beautiful, and put it down again, to comfort myself, don't punish my own flower ball with other people's mistakes
I quickly washed my face with cold water and tied up my loose hair again. Looking in the mirror and feeling like I've changed my face and become a human being again, I stormed out of the house determined to get serious about the man who passed out in my house