"Grandma, is your name Tan Fengying?"
The old lady nodded: "Yes, did the girl need something?" Her eyes were somewhat puzzled, clearly she couldn't remember who the girl in front of her was.
"Someone asked me to give you a message when I see you."
"oh?"
Ye Wanying took a few deep breaths, then slowly said, "You said you longed for Cambridge, longed to sit there and look out the window, surrounded by beautiful scenery. But you don't know, coffee, scenery, everything—in my eyes, there is only your gentle presence."
I love the way you look in your phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, adorned with brocade and jade tassels.
Outside the walls, ten miles of soft red; inside, the courtyard is ablaze with crimson clouds…
Looking at the old woman again, tears were now faintly visible in her wrinkles, and her expression was one of intense emotion...
"It's him, it's him, girl, where is he?"
With her arm held tightly by the old lady, Ye Wanying didn't speak for a moment, because she didn't know how to tell the old lady the truth.
It's too cruel to give someone hope and then cruelly shatter it with your own hands!
Hearing the commotion, the neighbors quietly opened their doors to look over. Seeing this, the old lady waved to the students who were renting the place, saying, "It's alright, you can continue studying." After saying that, she pulled Ye Wanying into the main room.
Inside the room, Ye Wanying was pulled to sit down, while the old lady sat in the chair opposite her, her expression clearly saying: "Tell me, or I won't let you leave this room today!"
"Cough...Girl, don't worry that I can't handle it. Over the years, I've experienced almost all three great tragedies of life. Just tell me without worry. I just want to confirm it now."
The three great tragedies of life: losing one's father (or mother) in childhood, losing one's wife (or husband) in middle age, and losing one's son in old age.
Hearing the old lady's words, Ye Wanying felt very sad. The old lady with a full head of white hair in front of her had lived a very sad life, but she was also one of the lucky ones, after all, she had endured those hardships, hadn't she?
Logically speaking, having received instruction from Master Hong, they could be considered to have a teacher-student relationship. And this old lady in front of them could be considered the teacher's wife. For a moment, it was really hard to speak. I didn't want the old lady to suffer such a tragic outcome. People are not made of copper and iron. Who doesn't have flesh and blood and a beating heart?
But if she doesn't say it, this old lady will probably regret it for the rest of her life until she dies.
“Actually, I don’t know where Grandpa Hong went in the end. He suddenly disappeared one day. He told me these words the night before.”
There was no lying; everything he said was true. These were indeed Mr. Hong's original words.
The old woman struggled to move her hunched body from the wooden stool, then pulled a handkerchief from her pocket and tremblingly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, murmuring, "They're all gone..."
You must have guessed something, right?
Ye Wanying closed her eyes briefly: "Grandma, Grandpa Hong has always remembered you. If you have time, you can go and see that place. Some of Grandpa Hong's personal belongings are kept in the village office."
The fact that those personal belongings were left behind is because the whole village appreciated the old man's kindness in educating his children; otherwise, they wouldn't have had the chance to remain.
"Okay, I'll definitely go, I'll definitely go, thank you so much, girl!"
"Grandma, there's no need to thank me. Grandpa Hong is our teacher, so it's not an exaggeration to call you 'Teacher's Wife.' It's all just what we should do."
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