When Song Shiwei heard his words, her heart suddenly felt sour.
"No, she must be thinking of you too! She will definitely come back to see you again!"
Although Song Shiwei didn't know whether his granddaughter would have the same idea as herself, at least at this moment, she wanted to tell him so!
In the hazy smoke, Old Li's figure seemed to gradually overlap with that of her grandfather. She didn't know whether the smoke was too eye-catching or she was too sad.
Tears silently slid down my cheeks.
Grandpa, do you exist in the world of this book?
Even if she existed, Grandpa probably wouldn't recognize her. She would no longer be the "daughter" he cherished in his heart!
As soon as Old Li arrived in the village, the rice, flour, grain and oil sent by Sun Yingxiong arrived.
Many families in the village came out to watch.
Especially the neighbors around Old Li’s house.
An old woman in her fifties asked in surprise, "Old Li, you're really back?"
The news that he followed the troops into Death Valley to look for someone had already spread throughout the village.
Many people couldn't help but sigh, wondering whether Old Li would be able to come out alive this time.
Unexpectedly, he not only came back safe and sound, but also brought back a pretty little girl, and some soldiers sent him gifts.
How could they not be curious?
Old Li didn't want to pay any attention to her. He just nodded, gestured and left.
Maybe the villagers are used to his eccentric personality.
Instead, the old lady took Song Shiwei's hand and said with a smile, "Oh, look at this girl, she's so pretty! Come, tell me what Death Valley is like."
Other young girls and wives also came over curiously.
"Yes, yes, tell me about it!"
Some were so enthusiastic that they even ran back home to get peanuts and move stools.
"Big sister, please sit down. These peanuts are all grown in our fields. They are very fragrant after being fried. Come and try them!"
And the dried sweet potatoes given to her.
"These dried sweet potatoes are from my fields. They are delicious!"
There are also people who catch melon seeds.
"Sister, these sunflowers are from my yard. My mom fried them and they smell really good. You should try some too!"
Song Shiwei was frightened by everyone's enthusiasm.
The people in this eastern province are so welcoming!
He is also very honest to people. Look at the peanuts in his left hand, melon seeds in his right hand, and a pair of golden dried sweet potatoes in his arms!
Perhaps she was infected by everyone's emotions, and Song Shiwei temporarily put aside the sadness in her heart.
I might as well chat with everyone and tell them about what happened in Death Valley.
If Song Shiwei speaks seriously, he has the potential to be a sketch actor. He even gestures while speaking.
I heard the young girls and wives screaming in surprise from time to time.
"oh!!!"
"Wow!!!"
“Oh my god!!!”
“This is too thrilling!!”
Especially when she talked about the thrilling process when they were surrounded by wolves.
Everyone was sweating with nervousness and their hearts were in their throats.
"Oh my god, I'm so scared!!"
"Big sister, you guys are so awesome!"
Some of the timid ones even had tears in their eyes.
"Sis, you and Uncle Li are just like characters from a book! So amazing!"
........
Old Li lit his big pipe again, leaning against the door frame from a distance, looking at Song Shiwei in the crowd.
He exhaled a puff of smoke and a smile slowly appeared on his face.
This little girl is very thoughtful. It’s nice to see her so happy after so many days.
My thoughts drifted away through Song Shiwei. His eldest granddaughter should be doing well too...
It was almost dark when we started chatting.
This was the first time Song Shiwei experienced this feeling.
We moved a stool and gathered together to eat peanuts and melon seeds and chat. We were very warm and friendly when we met for the first time.
In just a short while, she got to know a lot of people.
The neighbor next door is called Aunt Hua. She has a son in his early twenties and a daughter who is one year younger than Song Shiwei, named Erya!
Across from Uncle Li, the woman who brought him a stool to pick peanuts was Sister Feng, Wang Erfeng! She was also in her twenties, had two daughters, and had just given birth to a big fat boy the previous year.
The person who brought her melon seeds from Aunt Hua's neighbor's house was Si Ni! She was the fourth child in the family. Her three older sisters were all married, and she had a younger brother named Wu Dan!
Anyway, everyone's names are the kind with one, two, three, four, five, or they are Choudan, Goudan, Tiedan, Yadan, Dagouzi, Ergouzi, Daniu, Erniu, Daya, Erya, Dani, Erni... and so on!
There are several with the same name!
I can't remember the name Song Shiwei very well!
But she remembered several nearby neighbors clearly!
Happiness is always short-lived, and Song Shiwei's face was tanned red by the sun.
When I got home, Old Li was sitting at the stone table in the yard drinking tea.
Seeing her come in, he pointed to the glass of water across the table.
"You must be thirsty! I just poured you an extra cup. Have a drink!"
Song Shiwei looked at his serious expression and felt like laughing.
This little old man clearly poured it for her, and he even said that it was just an extra cup!
He smiled and sat down at the table.
"Thank you, Uncle Li!"
She was really thirsty. As soon as she took a sip of tea, her eyes widened instantly.
Old Li, who had been secretly watching her expression for a long time, smiled so hard that his eyebrows were curved.
"How is it? Doesn't my tea taste special?"
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