Time flew by, and Ying Suqi turned fifteen.
The year was 2013.
More than two years have passed since the demolition of Heping Lane.
My parents and grandparents have all moved to a courtyard house.
This place is closer to Song Rongrong and Ying Zhengqing's house; it only takes about ten minutes to drive there each time.
Ying Zhengqing now works less than before, which he requested himself, wanting to spend more time with his family. He often spends time at home with Song Rongrong, or on weekends, he takes Song Rongrong and Ying Suqi out to play occasionally with Song Lijun and Song Mingzhou.
I've visited all the surrounding cities.
Grandpa Song and Grandma Song are still alive. They have seen many relatives pass away, and their old neighbors in Heping Lane have also passed away one by one.
Uncle Sun has also left.
Every weekend, the family would gather in the courtyard.
Song Guomin and the third and fifth brothers were rarely allowed to enter; it was mostly Yan Yanle, Chen Zhou, and Wang Ya who brought their children over.
The courtyard was bustling with activity.
As summer drew to a close and the weather cooled down, the children enjoyed running around and playing in the yard in the evenings.
They love to talk under the big banyan tree.
The twins are still studying abroad, and the children are asking their older siblings about the outside world.
Song Muchuan and Song Zhiyin both answered the questions.
Song Liyun and Ying Suqi are the same age. She has grown to 170 cm, making her one of the tallest students in the school. Even among the senior students, none are taller than her.
The little girl had a pretty face and was being scolded by Wang Ya. Xu Guiying and the others wanted to laugh but held back.
Last night, Song Liyun was so frustrated with her math problems that she suddenly couldn't stand the look of her hair in the mirror. She picked up a pair of scissors and started cutting it off. This morning, Wang Ya saw her daughter's hair that had been chewed by a dog.
It was cut a little above the shoulders.
It's said to be chewed by a dog, but it's not actually that ugly.
With Song Liyun's young and beautiful face, even the ugliest hairstyle can be pulled off.
Song Liyun didn't care at all. Her celebrity uncle even spoke up for her, saying that this was the current trend and that she, Song Liyun, was also at the forefront of the trend!
Song Mingzhou patted Song Liyun's shoulder, "Liyun, it's okay, at least it was chewed by a dog, not a pig."
"Song Mingzhou! You stop right there! I'm not done with you yet!"
Around 8 o'clock, everyone dispersed.
Xu Guiying and Song Xinfu pushed Grandpa and Grandma Song out the door and saw them off in their car.
Song Rongrong waited until they all left before getting into the car. Before leaving, she waved to her parents and grandparents.
They had barely left when they received a call from Xu Guiying the very next day.
The whole family rushed to the hospital.
When Song Xinfu went out for a walk in the morning, he saw a child walking around on the side of the road and almost being hit by an electric scooter. Song Xinfu quickly tried to stop him, but he twisted his ankle and fell.
Song Xinfu's body and legs are not as strong as they used to be. If he bumps or knocks himself down, he might have to stay in bed. What's more, he was knocked to the ground this time and almost hit his head on the edge of the flower bed.
At the bedside, Xu Guiying's face was slightly somber, and most of her hair had turned white.
"You old man, do you think you're still a young man? With your body like that, you still want to stop an electric bike?!"
"Old man, what if something happens?"
Song Xinfu couldn't help but retort, "Alright, alright, there won't be a next time. Besides, if you had seen it back then, you might have run faster than me to grab the person."
If someone is really standing right in front of you, why wouldn't you help them?
"Your parents don't know yet, right?" Song Xinfu asked quickly, remembering the matter.
Grandpa and Grandma Song at home didn't know yet. Xu Guiying told them that she had gone on a trip and that the two elderly people shouldn't worry.
Xu Guiying: "Let the third brother take care of things for the next couple of days."
Song Xinfu is fine; he just twisted his ankle and will recover with proper care.
Just then, people began to arrive at the ward one after another.
Several sons, daughters, and nieces arrived, along with Song Zhicheng and his sons, Song Yun and Mo Hong. Soon after, Xu Songyuan also arrived.
When everyone saw Song Xinfu like this, they couldn't help but nag him, "You're getting old, you should just rest. You're not a young man anymore!"
The fifth brother wanted to continue muttering.
Xu Guiying stopped him, saying, "Alright, alright, the whole room is full of drool. Stop talking and go get your dad a bottle of hot water."
This is a four-person hospital room, and the room is full of people who have come to see Song Xinfu.
After waiting for twenty or thirty minutes, the nurses outside came in to urge them, saying that there were too many people inside and that they should come in at different times to avoid disturbing the other patients' rest.
In the end, Song Rongrong stayed and refused to leave. Today is Saturday, and Ying Suqi did not go to school. He came to visit his maternal grandfather with his mother.
Song Rongrong sat on the edge of the bed, tears streaming down her face.
Over the past few years, Xu Guiying has watched Song Rongrong transform from someone who would swallow her pride and never cry to someone who is now emotionally expressive and openly shows affection for her family.
The story begins with a dream Song Rongrong had a few years ago.
Xu Guiying tore off a piece of toilet paper and wiped Song Rongrong's face. "Alright, you're a grown woman now. Your son is right next to you. Your dad's fine, he just twisted his ankle."
When Song Xinfu saw Song Rongrong crying, he quickly said, "Rongrong, the doctor said she'll get better after a while, why are you crying?"
Song Rongrong was preoccupied with something on her mind and couldn't think about anything else. Ying Suqi's presence didn't stop her from crying.
"Mom and Dad, you're both so old. Don't you know what you can and can't do? Mom, even though you're fine this time, what about next time? You two better stay put. And Dad, that electric scooter didn't have brakes, did you? If you had yelled, wouldn't that kid have run away?!"
In her anxiety, Song Rongrong said anything and everything.
She just couldn't help it; whenever she saw Song Xinfu like this, she couldn't help but think of the dream she had a few years ago.
Even after all this time, her memory remains vivid.
The morgue that day.
The ugly faces of those people.
Song Xinfu was lifeless.
And the aged Xu Guiying.
Upon seeing this, Xu Guiying and the other woman quickly responded, saying, "We understand, we understand."
Song Rongrong was still unwilling to leave, and they stayed until after 7 p.m., when the driver came to pick them up before they finally left.
Song Rongrong was not in a good condition to drive, and Ying Zhengqing, who was out of town, found out about this and contacted the family driver to come and pick her up.
After Song Rongrong left, Song Yingying and the others came again.
Song Yingying left in the afternoon, but her family of three came again in the evening. Like Song Rongrong, she couldn't help but speak hastily.
He quickly patted her, and Song Yingying managed to hold back her tears, wiping them away as she told her uncle to take good care of himself.
After finally seeing them off, Song Xinfu breathed a sigh of relief, and Xu Guiying wiped the sweat from her brow.
Looking back, Xu Guiying was also terrified.
I fear that what happened in my past life will happen again.
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