Su Yinwan cried for a long time, and Rong Jing held her in his arms.
"Sweetie, don't cry, it breaks my heart."
She was upset, and he was upset too.
However, Su Yinwan still couldn't control her emotions.
Having experienced the passing of her grandmother and sister, she deeply understands how painful separation can be.
Today, Grandpa mentioned some sad things and talked about life and death.
She was deeply troubled at the time.
She didn't want to go through those things again.
She hoped that her grandfather could always stay with her.
“When I was little, my grandfather treated me very well, even better than his other granddaughters. Back then, he always gave me the best.”
Su Yinwan leaned against Rong Jing's chest, her face streaked with tears.
"He would make me laugh when I was sad, pamper me whenever I wanted to be cute, fulfill all my needs, and support all my decisions."
"I wish time could slow down so that Grandpa could grow old more slowly. He has three granddaughters, but he only has one favorite, me. I really love Grandpa and I really hope he can stay with me forever."
Su Yinwan still remembers how her grandfather protected her and all that he did for her.
When she was little, other kids would show off their cool toys to her.
She would always run home and cry to her grandfather.
As a result, when I woke up the next day, there were my grandfather's specially made puppets, kites, small stools, mini clay toys, and so on on the desk in my room.
One of a kind, only one of its kind.
In her memory, her grandfather was omnipotent.
Grandpa could always find a way to make whatever she wanted.
Su Yinwan remembers clearly that her first schoolbag was sewn for her by her grandfather, who stayed up for several nights with his calloused hands.
Despite the crooked stitching in some places, Su Yinwan still liked it very much.
The front of the backpack features a picture of her with a ponytail and carrot hair clips on both sides. If you look closely, it does resemble her somewhat.
This was sewn by her grandfather; it's something no one else has.
On her first day of school, she proudly told her classmates that her grandfather had made it.
Su Yinwan carried her first schoolbag for a very long time and cherished it greatly.
It was so worn out that I couldn't carry anything anymore.
Grandpa persuaded her for a long time before she reluctantly threw it away.
At that time, her family was not poor, and her parents would prepare better school supplies for her.
She only liked the ones that her grandfather made by hand.
Grandpa always found a way to fulfill her every wish.
His pockets were always stuffed with small amounts of money.
Every time her grandfather picked her up from school, he would buy her a string of candied hawthorns or other small snacks.
When she grew up, her grandfather knew she liked to eat strawberries.
I made a special trip to the next town to buy potted strawberry plants and planted a row of them in the yard so she could have strawberry freedom.
Later, when I went to junior high school, I became a boarding student because the school was far away.
Regardless of the weather, as long as the strawberries are ripe, Grandpa will pick the freshest ones.
He would then ride his old bicycle for ten kilometers, not minding the fatigue, just to deliver his granddaughter's favorite fruit.
Later, I went to Chengdu to study at university, getting further and further away from home.
I can count on one hand the number of times I've been home.
A month before each winter or summer vacation, Grandpa would start preparing all sorts of delicious food, waiting for her to come home.
Su Yinwan recalled that during her first summer vacation in college, the biggest surprise when she returned home was the yard full of blooming flowers.
There are pale pink roses climbing all over the wall;
There are blue snowflakes surrounded by a fence, and those few touches of dreamy blue are very eye-catching.
There were also rows of hydrangeas, gardenias, and verbenas planted in small pots in the corner.
Grandma always nags that Grandpa puts all his energy into taking care of those flowers.
He frankly said he had never seen a grandfather who doted on his granddaughter so much.
Su Yinwan once asked her grandfather why he wanted to plant flowers all over his yard.
The grandfather smiled and said that his granddaughter was in the prime of her youth and at an age where she loved beauty.
She should be like this flower, blooming freely and beautifully.
Su Yinwan grew up in her grandfather's deep love.
She was the one closest to her grandfather.
So many unforgettable memories, and whenever she recalls them, she always feels that she is the happiest person in the world.
Now, she believes she is strong enough to face life and death separations with equanimity.
But when her grandfather said things like he was old and about to die, she completely broke down.
Grandpa is getting old, and these are the kinds of things Su Yinwan fears hearing the most.
It can be said that what she least wanted to see in this world was separation.
Rong Jing wasn't good at comforting people, and he felt somewhat helpless in the face of Su Yinwan's sobs.
"Don't worry, Grandpa will definitely live to be a hundred years old. I'll make time to bring you back to keep him company more often in the future."
He wiped away the tears on Su Yinwan's face with his hand.
She rarely cries, but her only weakness is her family.
Rong Jing thought to himself that he would have to put more effort into taking care of the elders of both families in the future, so that she wouldn't have to worry about them.
for a long time.
The two calmed themselves down outside before returning to the courtyard.
It's easy to see that Su Yinwan cried for a long time.
Looking at her red and swollen eyes, Grandpa Su felt bad too.
He gripped his cane tightly and offered words of comfort.
"Silly child, why are you crying? You never used to cry so much. If you don't want to hear this, Grandpa won't say it anymore."
"You're such a grown-up now, you're not allowed to cry so easily anymore," Grandpa Su added.
"Grandpa, in your eyes, haven't I always been a child who never grew up? I will always love you."
Su Yinwan never hesitates to express her love for her grandfather.
“This child…” Old Master Su tapped Su Yinwan’s forehead with his index finger, smiled and said nothing more.
Rong Jing found a chair and had Su Yinwan sit next to her grandfather.
She grasped her grandfather's calloused hand, leaned gently against his shoulder, and listened to him humming a tune.
Life is peaceful and serene; it's good to just quietly accompany each other like this.
Just then, Aunt Qin returned.
"Xiao Wan is back! Look at all these ingredients I have, all of them are your favorites. Grandpa just called and asked me to buy them. I'll cook something delicious for you tonight."
Su Yinwan turned to look at Aunt Qin, who had just returned from the market, and smiled, "Aunt Qin, it's been so long since I've had your cooking. I've missed it so much. I can finally eat more tonight."
"Wait a minute, I'll go get ready right away."
Aunt Qin smiled and took the groceries to the kitchen.
Of all of Grandpa Su's grandchildren, she considered Xiao Wan to be the most filial and considerate.
I've only seen the other two a few times a year, and they've rarely called.
Suddenly, Old Master Su spoke to Su Yinwan.
"Xiao Wan, go to my room and get the photo album. It's on top of the wardrobe."
He suddenly became interested and wanted to show Rong Jing what his granddaughter looked like when she was little, so that he could learn more about her.
He felt that the two of them seemed much closer this time they came back.
The old man was very satisfied; it certainly didn't disappoint him.
"Okay, Grandpa, I'll go get it right away."
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