Chapter 65: Okay...
In the next few days, even though the grandmother's body was moving, she had no energy at all. She just sat in the yard, watching Xiang Yu's movements.
In three days, Xiang Yu wrote couplets and posted them on the door. The black words on the red paper looked extremely festive, and red lanterns were also hung on the door.
Xiang Yu also put a half-burnt candle inside.
"Xiao Yu, stop busying yourself, come and let me measure your waist," the old man has been crocheting a red sweater for Xiang Yu recently.
The sweater is almost finished.
Xiang Yu stood quietly in front of the old man, with his skinny arm around his waist. The old man sighed, "You've lost so much weight. You must eat more."
"Grandma, you're not thin. I've gained a lot of weight recently," Xiang Yu put on an apron and went into the kitchen.
Today is New Year's Eve, and she is preparing a sumptuous meal.
Xiang Yu closed the kitchen door and tinkered with something inside. The old man was busy with needlework, and his spirit was even weaker.
After moving the crochet hook in her hand for a while, she leaned backwards with a dizzy head.
She was awake for a short time, but after waking up, she continued to busy herself with needlework. When she woke up again, she was awakened by a fragrance.
She hadn't smelled this kind of fragrance for a long time. Swallowing, the old woman looked up towards the kitchen.
An entire afternoon passed, and until it gradually darkened, Xiang Yu finally opened the kitchen door.
The aroma suddenly became stronger. The old man stood up and was about to go in to serve the dishes, but was stopped by Xiang Yu, "Just sit down, I'll do it..."
As dishes were served one after another, the old man was dumbfounded. There were lush green vegetables, bacon, fish, chicken, duck, and the braised beef and shrimp were especially fragrant.
She looked at Xiang Yu with astonishment, as if she was puzzled and a little confused, but she didn't ask anything in the end.
The fragrant rice aroused the old woman's appetite. She hadn't had a good meal like this for a long time, even if it was just rice.
In order to save food, she ate rice porridge and rice soup almost every meal.
Xiang Yu scooped a bowl for the old man and also scooped a bowl for himself. Seeing this, the old man stood up and walked into the house. When he came out, he was holding a red envelope in his hand.
"It's for you, take it quickly..." Xiang Yu took it with a smile, a big smile in his eyes, even though the things inside were of no help to him at all.
But she still felt happy.
The two of them were eating, and the old man was telling interesting stories about Xiang Yu's childhood at the table.
"Do you remember that time when your grandfather wanted to beat you and you hid in my kitchen attic? You really scared me that time, I thought there was a ghost..."
Of course Xiang Yu remembered that the old man was talking intermittently. After the meal, while Xiang Yu was washing dishes in the kitchen, the old man had already put on the shroud from under the bed.
As soon as Xiang Yu came out, he saw the clothes she was wearing. He could no longer hold back the emotions in his heart, and tears fell one by one.
The old man seemed to be having a last burst of energy. He was in extremely good spirits and there were stars twinkling in his eyes.
She waved and called out to Xiang Yu, "Xiao Yu, come here, grandma wants to say a few words to you..."
Xiang Yu didn't know how she walked over there. The old man grabbed her hand and patted it.
"Grandma actually knows everything. Xiaoyi is sorry for you. Grandma apologizes to you on his behalf. Please don't be angry, okay?"
Xiang Yu met the old man's eyes and wanted to say something, but stopped himself and just responded lightly, "Okay..."
"Then do grandma one last favor, Xiaoyu. There is a string of firecrackers under the bed. Please set them off for grandma."
The old man looked at Xiang Yu with his kind eyes.
There was only a faint sound of "good" in the air.
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