Chapter 308
However, when it was time to eat, the confusion of everyone in the live broadcast room turned into rumbling hunger.
There is no way, the children in the camera look so delicious while eating!!
Even a dish of ordinary cucumbers with sugar could be eaten with great satisfaction by her with puffed cheeks and squinted eyes. While eating, she would praise her grandfather's cooking skills and describe the color, aroma and taste of the cucumbers in the simplest, rough and straightforward language. Her exaggerated and sincere tone made it sound like she was eating the most delicious food in the world.
Tears were streaming down everyone's faces. Every time they watched Yunmian eat, it was an excellent test of the willpower of everyone in the live broadcast room.
It smells so good, so good. I just hate that technology is not advanced enough. Why haven’t they developed software that can smell and eat food? The Federation’s extremely backward technological level must be condemned!
"Grandpa, I want to eat cucumbers with sugar tomorrow~" Yunmian put the last piece of sweet cucumber on the plate into Grandpa's bowl, then looked at him with chopsticks in her hands, and pleaded softly, "I want to eat the cucumbers with sugar made by Grandpa a hundred times, okay?"
With the child’s extremely limited cultural level, one hundred is the maximum number she can count to at the moment, and it is also the biggest number in her mind!
Use your ability to express your desire and praise to the fullest.
Ever since Yun Yuanzhe brought his granddaughter home, the smiles on the family's faces have never stopped. Hearing her pitiful plea, the old man picked up the empty plate and poured all the remaining sugar water in it into Yun Mian's small bowl without a drop left.
"Drink the sweet water first. If Mianmian wants more, Grandpa will go buy the freshest cucumbers early tomorrow and mix them for you."
He put down his plate and promised his granddaughter a delicious meal for the next time.
"Great!" Yunmian cheered with satisfaction, picked up the small bowl and drank the cucumber sweet water in one gulp. After wiping her mouth, she staggered and twisted restlessly beside her mother, trying to disturb her mother's meal.
After the family finished a sweet dinner and cleared the table, Chen Fanghua took out his mobile phone and found the bill interface while wearing his reading glasses.
She read out the afternoon's earnings one by one, while Yun Yuanzhe was lying on the table beside her, writing down the numbers one by one with a very old pen on a relatively clean piece of paper.
Yunmian sat next to her mother, listening carefully to her grandparents' accounts, and at the same time she put her little hands into her mother's hands and insisted on playing with pinching her fingers.
"I made a total of 132 yuan." Yun Yuanzhe read out the total income, looked up and exchanged a glance with his wife, and they both saw a bit of surprise in each other's eyes.
Yun Mujin listened to the income report at home for the whole afternoon and was not surprised by the number.
But the two old people were different. The moment Chen Fanghua reacted, she smiled so much that the wrinkles on her face were smoothed out. She turned around and hugged her granddaughter who was sitting obediently next to her, kissing her again and again. She was obviously very happy, but her eyes were unconsciously filled with turbid tears.
"Mianmian is so great, even better than grandpa, grandma and mom." Her words were trembling with sobs, and she hugged her granddaughter tightly with both hands. When the little one raised her hand blankly to wipe her tears, she could no longer control her emotions and hugged Mianmian tightly, letting her tears fall.
Six whole years.
Their family was repeatedly oppressed and forced into a dead end by man-made disasters. From being a professor with many students all over the world, they fell to the point of rummaging through smelly trash cans every day. Their once outstanding daughter was forced to become pregnant and had her eyes gouged out. From then on, she was trapped in a small, cramped shanty, never to see the light of day again.
These six years were so difficult and painful that the two elderly people didn't know how they managed to grit their teeth and get through every day and night.
If I hadn't been thinking about my daughter who had lost her eyes and had no ability to survive, if I hadn't been thinking about the baby in her belly, if I hadn't been thinking about the tiny little girl who couldn't even cry so softly after she was born...
Perhaps they had already died on a deserted street because their intellectual backbones had been broken by public opinion and rumors.
But they cannot die. Their daughter and granddaughter need someone to take care of them. Even if they have to eat coarse food, the old couple will grit their teeth and support this crumbling home full of suffering.
They thought that their old bones would last for a very long time, so long that one day they would suddenly fall apart, and then they might not be able to close their eyes in peace.
Even... in private, Chen Fanghua and her husband had a sad discussion. If they really couldn't hold on any longer in the future and they both had to leave this world, then... then they would take their daughter with them, so that she wouldn't have to suffer in this world, and wouldn't have to become a burden that their granddaughter would have to bear for the rest of her life.
The two watched helplessly as each other's temperament was worn away by suffering day by day, as wrinkles slowly covered each other's faces, as age spots grew increasingly dense, and as their backs grew increasingly hunched. They often stayed awake all night, always discussing in a low voice those matters after death that made them extremely heartbroken but that they had to consider sooner rather than later.
They even thought about contacting the crematorium in advance. When only the ashes were left, they wouldn't have to look for a cemetery. They could just put them in any jar. It didn't matter whether the young Mianmian kept them or threw them away. They didn't want to and were reluctant to add any more trouble to their granddaughter's life.
But no one expected that Mianmian, who was only five years old, would go out to set up a stall by herself to earn money for her family.
It was difficult for Chen Fanghua to describe her emotions when she heard about the one hundred yuan. She just felt that at that moment she was overwhelmed by great sadness. She was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe. Her heart was cramping and her whole body was shaking. She hugged her granddaughter and had already burst into tears without realizing it.
Yunmian didn't understand why her grandma suddenly started crying.
I don't know why, as I listened to my grandma's suppressed crying, my heart also became sad. Those ignored grievances seemed to reappear and turned into tears in her eyes, making her suddenly become a crybaby.
The child pursed his lips and hugged his grandmother's neck with tears in his eyes. He wiped away her tears with his little hands, and finally moved closer and gently pressed his soft cheek against her old face.
Grandma's tears wet her cheeks all of a sudden, but Yunmian didn't care at all. She just called "Grandma" softly in a crying voice.
She didn't know how to comfort her grandmother, nor did she know why she was crying. She could only cling to her grandmother and hug her awkwardly, and she didn't want to let go for a long time.
Yun Yuanzhe looked at the grandfather and grandson hugging each other, turned his head to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and sat silently under the light.
But his originally hunched back slowly straightened with effort, and as he looked at his daughter who was quietly listening to her crying, a hint of guilt flashed in his eyes.
Who would want to make their life so messy if they could live a better life?
If the family had not been so poor that they had to spend every penny in half, and if the daughter had not lost her eyes, what would Mianmian be doing now?
Maybe she would sit on the sofa and watch cartoons with a sweet little cake in her hands?
Maybe I would stand on his armchair, lie down in front of his desk and use a brush to paint all over the white rice paper, and my body would be stained with ink and become a dirty little cat.
Maybe she would follow her grandmother around and act like a spoiled brat, asking to bring food to feed the stray cats and dogs in the school that are not afraid of people at all.
No matter what she looked like, at least she was definitely not a five-year-old child, setting up a stall on a busy street to sell toys to earn money to support her family.
It is definitely not the case that he was born into this small, low, dark shack, sleeping in the middle of a room full of garbage, and could only take one or two bites of a banana given by others to taste.
It was he and his wife who failed to protect their daughter. It was they who misjudged the person and accepted a heartless beast as their disciple. It was they who caused their daughter to lose her eyes and a stable and excellent life. It was also they who caused their granddaughter to be born inferior and to be accompanied by garbage cardboard every day.
While other children had snacks, toys and living environment since childhood, Mianmian had nothing. Even her only stuffed bear was a treasure she picked up from the trash can and washed it bit by bit by herself.
Yun Mujin couldn't see the tears in the eyes of her family members under the light, but she could hear her daughter's crying voice, her mother's suppressed sobs and her father's heavy sigh of guilt.
The fingers she placed on her knees curled up silently and forcefully, then slowly loosened after a while.
Yunmian was held in her grandmother's arms, and she raised her little hands to wipe her tears again and again. After her grandmother took a deep breath and barely controlled her fluctuating emotions, she lay on her grandmother's shoulder, reached out her hand and secretly tugged at her mother's sleeve.
When the mother turned her head to look over, the child blinked her red eyes and smiled at her mother. Because the mother couldn't see, she said softly: "Mom, I made a lot of money, please praise me~"
If you praise me, I won’t cry anymore!
Although she didn't understand why she was crying just now, Yunmian's thinking was very simple. Shedding tears meant being sad. Since she was sad, she should think more about happy things. She made a lot of money today. If she could hear her grandparents and mother's praise...
Wow, then I am the happiest kid in the world!!
The happiest child, Yunmian, sniffed his nose and used his grandmother to imitate his mother.
She held her grandmother's face and praised her earnestly, "Grandma, don't cry, I love you so much. Grandma is the best grandma. She can ride a tricycle, pick up a lot of trash that can make money, sew clothes for Mianmian and mom, sew ears for the big bear, and so many more... Grandma is like the precious grandma that Guanyin Bodhisattva secretly gave to Mianmian!"
It’s a strange description, but everyone knows that this is the result of the children’s hard work.
The system feels that if Mianmian can go to kindergarten for further studies as soon as possible, she will definitely be praised to be even better than she is now!
After praising her grandmother, Yunmian immediately pricked up her ears, grabbed her mother's sleeve and tugged at it, silently urging her mother to praise her quickly.
By the way, you can also take the time to comfort grandpa: "Grandpa, don't be anxious, wait until mom finishes praising you, then it's grandpa's turn to praise you!"
Arrange the order clearly and don't give them any chance to indulge in negative emotions such as sadness or grief.
Yunmian firmly believes that adults suddenly shed tears because they are not happy enough!
So she has decided to hold this bragging meeting tonight!!
Mianzai: (putting his hands in his pockets obediently) Please give me compliments one by one, don’t rush and don’t be in a hurry, I will listen carefully!
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
. . . 10 bottles;
yasudaillusion 8 bottles;
2 bottles of lotus root and pork ribs soup, loofah and shredded pork soup;
Lingqinjiu! 1 bottle;
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