Old Mrs. Shen made the bed and let Fubao sleep in it. After she lay down, the old lady lay down and tucked the quilt around her.
Old man Shen made the bed on the floor, took one look at the two people lying on the bed, and chuckled. These two women were his most beloved ones, and being with them was the happiest thing for him, and his heart was full.
This life is full!
Old man Shen joked, "Nannan, you sleep here tonight, don't be too picky about your bed. If you can't sleep, don't blame grandpa and grandma."
"No, I will definitely fall asleep, and sleep well." Fubao said, turning over to face Old Mrs. Shen, reaching out to hug her, burying her little head in her arms, smelling the pleasant scent of soap on her body, which seemed to be hypnotic to her, making her sleepy all of a sudden.
Just like when she was a child, if she couldn’t sleep, she would just ask her grandparents and she would fall asleep quickly.
Seeing her hugging Old Lady Shen, Old Man Shen was a little jealous and felt sour in his heart, hating himself for not being a woman. If he was, Fubao would be able to hug him, right?
Old man Shen was very angry. After turning off the lights in the room, he lay down on the floor.
Fubao leaned in the warm embrace of Old Lady Shen. Thinking that she would not be able to see her tomorrow, she suddenly felt like crying. Her nose felt sore and she said softly, "Grandma, can you sing a song for me? It's the song you sang to me to sleep when I was a kid..."
Old Mrs. Shen suddenly laughed, "What's the matter, Nannan still wants to listen to songs like that? You've grown up so much."
"Even if she grows up, she will still be my daughter."
"Okay, okay, grandma will sing for you." Old Madam Shen smiled, stretched out her hand and gently patted her back, then she began to sing softly, "Grandma Yue, rock on. Daddy weaves cloth, mom spins cotton. I open the back door to wash clothes, wash quietly, beat the clothes until they are shiny, and send my brother to school. Read the Four Books, study articles, seek fame, bring honor to our ancestors, and put the red flag on the gate to see if it's grand or not."
"Malan flower, Malan flower, you are not afraid of wind and rain, the hardworking people are talking, please bloom now..."
"Pull the big saw, pull the big saw, perform a big show in front of my hometown. Pick up my daughter, change my son-in-law, and my little nephew also wants to go..."
As soon as Mrs. Shen sang the first line, hot tears could not stop falling from Fubao's eyes. Her vision was blurry and she could not see anything clearly. Fortunately, the lights were turned off and the room was dark, so she did not notice that she was crying.
The kind and gentle voice of Old Lady Shen lingered in her ears, bringing Fubao back to the past, when the whole family was so happy when she was born, and then she was spoiled like a princess and was gossiped about by the villagers for this.
But her grandparents, parents and brother still treated her as their most precious person. She would never forget their kindness to her. Even if she could never see them again, she would definitely keep them firmly in her mind.
Old Mrs. Shen patted her gently and continued to sing, "In the garden, under the fence, I am a little red flower, the spring sun shines on my head, the spring rain rustles down..."
Fubao's tears flowed even more violently, like a flood that could not be stopped, falling down. Her throat was choked with air, and she bit her lips hard to prevent herself from making any sound, and continued to listen to Old Lady Shen singing.
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