Thinking of her grandfather, old and frail, still having to work hard to make a living, Xia Liang felt an overwhelming sense of guilt. In her previous life, although she also felt guilty, she never took any action to change things.
Thinking about this, Xia Liang fell into deep thought, determined to change the situation and stop his grandparents from suffering so much. He began to seriously consider various possibilities, looking for ways to alleviate their burden and hoping to create a more comfortable living environment for them.
In this life, Xia Liang secretly resolved never to let her grandparents leave this world prematurely again. Thinking of this, her thoughts spun like a top, a constant stream of ideas and plans flooding her mind. She understood that she had to take concrete and effective action to change the current situation, creating a more stable and happy living environment for her grandparents, allowing them to enjoy their later years in peace and no longer have to worry about making a living.
Xia Liang recalled her past life, and a wave of longing washed over her. She thought of her daughters and grandchildren. Although she didn't know how they were doing now, the thought that her two daughters were both smart and capable, and were now grandmothers themselves, brought her some comfort. She believed they could take good care of themselves and their families and live happy lives.
As night fell, Xia Liang returned home and found her grandfather already sitting in the living room waiting for her. He held a wad of loose change in his hand, handed it to her, and said gently, "Liangliang, this is your class fee. Go and pay it quickly! Don't let the teacher keep nagging you." Xia Liang took the money, and looking at the scattered bills and coins, a pang of sadness welled up in her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes. She knew that behind this money was her grandfather's hard work and sweat; she wondered how much effort he had put in to save this little bit. She whispered to her grandfather, "Thank you, Grandpa. I promise I won't let you worry about me anymore."
Grandpa Xia wore a kind smile, his tone full of doting affection and determination: "As long as you study hard, Grandpa will do anything for you." His hand, etched with the marks of time, gently patted Xia Liang's shoulder, as if conveying a heavy expectation and support.
Xia Liang took the money from her grandfather. Her fingertips touched the slightly rough banknotes and coins, but what she felt was the weight of his love and sacrifice. Her eyes welled up again, a warm feeling rising in her heart, and new plans formed in her mind. Although she was only a middle school student, her experiences and lessons from her past life had given her a maturity and thoughtfulness beyond her years. She understood that she didn't yet have the ability to change her family's financial situation, and no company would hire a middle school graduate. But she knew that knowledge could change destiny, and learning could accumulate strength.
She secretly resolved to cherish every day at school, study hard, strive to get into a good high school, and then gradually move towards university. She believed that as long as she worked hard, there would definitely be more opportunities and possibilities in the future. At the same time, she also wanted to try to do some things within her ability in her spare time, such as helping her grandparents with some housework, or using her special skills to participate in some public welfare activities, contributing her modest strength to her family and society.
Xia Liang clutched the wad of money tightly, her eyes shining with determination. She silently made a promise: "Grandpa, I will study hard and live up to your expectations. When I'm able, I will definitely give you and Grandma a better life." She knew this was more than just class money; it represented her grandfather's trust and support, a driving force and encouragement on her path forward.
After dinner, Xia Liang skillfully cleared away the dishes and went into the kitchen. The sound of running water mingled with the gentle clinking of the dishes as she moved methodically, like a silent symphony. After washing the dishes, she dried her hands, smiled slightly at her grandparents sitting on the sofa in the living room, and said, "Grandpa, Grandma, I'm going back to my room to read." Her voice was gentle yet firm, carrying a hint of barely perceptible expectation.
However, as soon as Xia Liang entered the room, she closed the door, sat down at her desk, opened her composition book, and her pen danced lightly on the paper. She decided to write a novel about her past life, and all the laughter and tears, successes and setbacks would become stories in her writing. She believed that these real and dramatic experiences would surely be enjoyed by some, and she hoped to resonate with others through her words and convey some positive energy.
Xia Liang's brows furrowed slightly as she immersed herself in memories and creation, her lips sometimes curving into a smile, sometimes into a deep frown. Her fingers danced rapidly across the paper, as if racing against time, trying to record all those precious memories. She knew this was not just writing, but a spiritual cleansing and self-redemption. Through writing, she was also constantly examining and reflecting on her past, pointing the way for her future path.
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