"Chuchu, you are so special. You're not just a little girl in my eyes, you're a bird soaring in the sky." Grandma's voice was thin, yet filled with deep emotion. "I see you are so free, yet you seem to carry an extraordinary mission. Are you a messenger from the gods on earth?"
Chuchu's eyes moistened. She bit her lower lip, trying hard to hold back the tears. But she answered with the most resolute tone: "Yes, Grandma. Although I walk in the world in human form, I am indeed a double-headed bird. And you will always be the warmest harbor in my heart."
A trance flickered in grandma's eyes, as if she had transcended the boundaries of time and space and glimpsed those unspoken secrets: "Chu Chu, I saw your past life at night. You were sold to a remote mountainous area amidst the turmoil and endured endless suffering and hardships."
Unable to hold back her tears, they gently slid down her cheeks and dripped onto their clasped hands, a touch of bitterness yet also of gratitude. "Grandma, while the past was difficult, it has made me cherish the happiness I have now even more. Please rest assured, I will protect you during your journey to the underworld and ensure a smooth reincarnation. May you still be the best person in your next life, enjoying endless wealth and prosperity, surrounded by children and grandchildren, and living in happiness and well-being."
As these words fell, Ms. Shu Wan's breathing gradually became slow and long, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke, with a peaceful and satisfied smile still hanging on the corner of her mouth.
She seemed to have heard Chuchu's promise, and embarked on the journey to another world without any worries, leaving behind a deep love between grandparents and grandchildren that spanned life and death, which was forever engraved in the memory of the world.
The Song family wept bitterly. A eulogy read: "Deeply mourning the passing of my beloved grandmother, who for ninety years excelled in the teaching profession, using knowledge as her vessel and scholarship as her sail. She cultivated the teaching profession, educating students around the world. She was not only a beacon of wisdom, illuminating the path of learning for her students, but also a source of warmth for our family. Her kindness, like the warm spring sun, warmed every heart. Now that she has passed away, our descendants are heartbroken. However, her voice, smile, and teachings still ring in our ears, and her spirit lives on in our hearts. May your life rest in peace. May flowers blossom upon your journey to heaven. May your life be filled with everlasting glory."
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