Inside the old house.
An old woman is cleaning up her vegetable garden.
Weeding, fertilizing, ploughing, watering.
It’s been a long time since no one has come, this old man, like someone forgotten by time.
The same life, no one knows how long it has lasted.
And, it will continue.
The only person who accompanied the old man was the naive big black dog beside him.
Strange to say, when Ye Fan lived in the old house more than ten years ago, this black dog looked like this.
However, after so many years, this black dog not only has no old-fashioned appearance, but is almost the same as ten years ago.
Time, as if above this black dog, is still.
It was early morning.
The black dog didn’t seem to wake up yet, and fell asleep on the stone steps in front of the main room, his ears drooping down to cover his eyes.
The old man glanced at the black dog, and immediately shook his head and smiled: “You big slacker, you are lazier than my great-grandson, the sun is drying your buttocks, and you are still sleeping here.”
“Decades later, the problem of sleeping late has not changed at all.”
Looking at the black dog in front of him, the old man subconsciously thought of his great-grandson who hurts the most.
The original vicissitudes of the heart, suddenly stabbed again.
A sadness appeared on the old face.
It stands to reason that the old man has experienced vicissitudes and has seen more life and death.
For the separation of life and death, has long been used to it.
However, when the news of Ye Fan’s death came, Rao was an old man who was over 100 years old, and she couldn’t help but feel extremely sad.
Every time I think about it, the corners of my eyes can’t help but get wet.
“Hey…”
“That group of wicked obstacles forced my grandson to death after all.”
“It’s a pity, such a good boy.”
“If he doesn’t die, given time, his achievements may be able to catch up with the Yunyang ancestors of my Chu family.”
Every time I think about it, the old man feels a burst of sadness from his heart.
After so many years, Ye Fan’s fall was the pain that the old man couldn’t shake away.
However, just as the old man sighed, the big black dog, who was lying on the stone and slept late, suddenly straightened its drooping ears.
Then, it jumped up abruptly, rushed to the gate as if it was crazy, and screamed at the outside for a while, and its tail turned like a windmill.
“You son of a bitch, why are you crazy?” The black dog’s movements made the old man jump. ,
Just as the old man was angry, there was a movement outside the door.
Then, a long-lost voice sounded quietly beside the old man’s ear.
“Unworthy descendant Chu Tianfan, please see Grandma.”
“Please also grandma, open the door and see you!”
…..
“Unworthy descendant Chu Tianfan…”
…..
Outside, a low and respectful voice kept echoing.
Snapped!
The hoe in the old man’s hand fell to the ground, and the tipped hoe hit the black dog’s leg.
The painful black dog squeaked and barked.
But the old man doesn’t care about that.
After being stagnant in place for a long time, she suddenly burst into a speed that should not be expected at her age, and rushed to the door.
When the door opened, when the thin figure reappeared in front of her eyes, when the descendants she was thinking about once again reflected on her eyelids, this old man who was in his twilight years, but No longer in control of your emotions.
Her body was trembling, her old eyes were red, and she called out tentatively to the man kneeling in front of the door, “Xiao…Xiaofan?”
Ye Fan raised his head, his dignified and domineering face in the past was now full of guilt and weakness.
Who is not a child yet?
Who has not longed for someone to lean on and care for?
Jiangdong people can rely on Ye Fan, but Yueer is also annoying, Xu Lei, Qiu Mucheng and the others all rely on Ye Fan to keep out the wind and rain.
However, when Ye Fan was tired and in pain, and wanted someone to rely on, who could he turn to?