Jiang Yu walked with heavy steps. Even among the Jiang family members, Jiang Lin's relationship with her uncle and aunt was not as good as her relationship with them.
Jiang Yu was extremely grateful to her uncle.
She was grateful that her parents were always there for her when they were busy, making her smile and lifting her up when she encountered difficult paths, helping her step through the mud.
My mind is filled with my uncle's kind smile.
The closer she got, the heavier her steps became, so heavy that Jiang Yu's legs almost gave way and she collapsed to the ground several times, but she did not cry.
For some reason, tears just wouldn't come out of her eyes, even though she sometimes cries so easily.
Chen Cixiu tried to help her up, but his mother-in-law stopped him and shook her head.
Chen Cixiu watched Jiang Yu and followed her steps, walking towards her little by little.
He didn't experience it; his grandparents and maternal grandparents are still alive.
He only heard about it from others; perhaps some local customs say that one shouldn't go to the bride's family's funeral, but he didn't have that concept.
He also wanted to see the old man who had given him that kind smile again.
This old man held a great place in his wife's heart, and she wanted to visit him and express her gratitude.
When Jiang Lin saw Jiang Yu, tears were already streaming down her face. She had been crying on and off for a long time, and the passing of her grandfather was causing her heart to ache terribly.
Every child in the Jiang family was crying their eyes out, which shows just how much the old man loved and respected the Jiang family.
Jiang Lin hugged Jiang Yu and cried loudly, "Yu Yu, I don't have a grandfather anymore."
No one blamed Jiang Lin for not calling her aunt at this moment, but everyone who heard this sentence started to shed tears again.
Jiang Yu didn't speak, his gaze was blank, and he didn't even raise his hand to hug Jiang Lin.
Jiang Lin's father patted Jiang Lin on the shoulder, "Let Yu Yu go in and see Grandpa."
Jiang Lin let go of his hand, and Jiang Yu walked forward.
On the bed, an old man with a smile on his face lay quietly.
He looked as if he were asleep, and the smile on his face remained unchanged.
Her eyes were tightly closed, as if she didn't want to see the children chattering in her ear.
Aunt sat silently to the side, simply holding Uncle's hand.
When Jiang Yu came over, her aunt made room for her, patted the mattress, and said, "Come on, Yu Yu, come see your uncle."
Jiang Yu held his aunt's hand, sat down, and looked at his uncle.
Chen Cixiu looked at his uncle, tears welling up uncontrollably. He didn't cry out, but his cheeks were soaked with tears.
"My dear husband, Yu Yu is here." Aunt patted Uncle's hand.
Jiang Yuteng reached out and took her uncle's hand, calling softly, like the obedient girl who usually woke her uncle up: "Uncle, Yuyu is here. Why did you sleep so late today? The sun is about to set."
The confusion in her eyes had lessened, replaced by an indescribable glint.
When her aunt saw her eyes, her memory drifted back to the little girl who used to stand under the big tree and wake her husband, who was still sound asleep in the wicker chair.
When my husband woke up, he would pick up the little girl and put her on his lap, laughing and saying, "Yuyu is waking up Uncle again. Yuyu, you must remember, you can't wake Uncle when he's sleeping, okay?"
Aunt patted Jiang Yu's back gently and whispered, "Yu Yu, don't wake Uncle."
Jiang Yu looked up at her aunt. She wanted to cry, but she just couldn't. Why was that?
She hugged her aunt quietly.
Chen Cixiu stood there quietly.
General Jiang came over and said, "The people have arrived. Everyone, please go out."
Everyone looked at President Jiang. President Jiang had already cried. This was his elder brother, the one who was the best to him.
After his father passed away, it was his eldest brother who supported him through it all.
The idea that an elder brother is like a father is embodied in his life.
His older brother was truly like a father to him, not only playing a crucial role in his life but also helping him raise Jiang Yu.
That's something only a father would do.
But later, it was his older brother who took over.
Jiang Yu was reluctant to leave, but she knew that the time had come.
She stared at her uncle for several minutes until Ms. Liu Xian led her out.
Chen Cixiu has been in Luotan Village for the past few days.
Chen Cixiu received messages of concern from his family, and he also offered words of comfort to his parents, reassuring them.
On the day her uncle was buried, Jiang Yu suggested sleeping with her aunt.
Night falls.
Chen Cixiu was awakened by Jiang Zemin's knocking on the door.
He came out.
I saw that General Jiang was carrying a bottle of wine.
Chen Cixiu understood immediately.
"dad."
"Have a drink with me."
Jiang Zemin said.
Chen Cixiu nodded.
Arriving at the big tree where his uncle often sat, Old Jiang took out peanuts and wine and placed them on the table. "This is my eldest brother's favorite combination. When he was young, this was his favorite way to drink. He said he could live without meat, but not without peanuts. I didn't understand. I never thought peanuts tasted good with wine. I liked to eat meat and drink wine, so I always argued with him until we were red in the face. Once, I deliberately held meat in front of him while he was eating peanuts, so I teased him and said, 'If you're so capable, then don't touch my meat.'"
Do you know what he said?
Jiang Zemin asked Chen Cixiu about it.
Chen Cixiu remained silent, listening attentively.
"He said, 'Okay, I won't touch your meat, but you can't touch my peanuts either.' Old Jiang's eyes suddenly looked up at the sky. 'But I underestimated my brother's willpower. He really didn't touch my meat at all, and he ate the peanuts with great relish. I couldn't resist, so after he left, I took a handful, ate a bite, and took a sip of wine. I found that they weren't as good as the meat. He found out, but he didn't tell me. He just picked up my meat, took a bite, and said, "I lost. This meat is indeed delicious."
Chen Cixiu felt a pang of sadness, but simply drank with his father-in-law.
By the end of the drinking session, my father-in-law was drunk. As we were taking him back to his room, he murmured, "I no longer have an older brother, and there's no one left to help me..."
In my aunt's room.
Jiang Yu nestled gently in her aunt's arms, and her aunt felt that her pajamas were already soaked with tears.
She knew that Yu Yu was crying.
The sobbing grew louder and louder.
This child didn't cry when his uncle was buried, but he cried tonight.
She felt sorry for Yu Yu.
He gently patted her back: "Your uncle left with a smile on his face. You don't need to blame yourself. It has nothing to do with you."
"But I should be here."
Jiang Yu choked up, tears streaming down her face.
Her aunt gently patted her back and tenderly told her, "Sweetie, you have to accept all the unexpected things that happen in this world. One day, your aunt will also leave, maybe just like now. But your aunt hopes you are happy and joyful. She doesn't want you to cry like a little kitten. As long as you are happy and joyful, your aunt will be happy too. Your uncle thinks the same way."
Aunt looked up at the window, where the curtains weren't drawn, and saw a shooting star streak across the sky. She thought to herself, "My dear husband, you think so too, don't you?"
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