Reborn 1980: Cannon fodder mother changes her life against fate

Old Mrs. Song's footsteps were hurried, and she had obviously thought about who would be standing outside the door at this moment.

Song Mingze was afraid that his grandma would fall due to her anxiety, so he hurriedly shouted, "Grandma, please walk slowly, don't run, we won't fly away."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden door was pulled open with a swish of sound. He originally thought that what would follow would be a scene of filial piety, but in the end, grandma didn't give him any attention and went straight to the little guy in his arms.

"My darling is not frozen, eh, his little face is so cold. Mingze, hurry up and take your son into the main room to warm him up. Yao Yao, you too, please carry the bag for me. Come in and warm yourself up." body."

The old lady quickly snatched the duffel bag from her granddaughter-in-law's hand and urged them into the house.

The new house is bright and clean, and all the tables and chairs in the main room have been replaced with new ones, making it look very comfortable.

Song Zhiyu humped against his father's chest like a little animal. He opened his eyes in a daze and found that he was in a strange environment. He turned his round eyes and saw his mother's face before calming down.

"Wake up, dear. My mother-in-law will give you rice soup to drink." When the grandson and daughter-in-law came back, the old lady was so happy that the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes deepened, and she was busy busy without touching the ground.

Lu Chuyao wanted to help, but the old lady pressed her down, "I just saw that your mouth was purple from the cold, so just sit down and warm yourself by the fire to get rid of the cold." After telling his wife, she hurriedly walked to the kitchen and put some heat in the pot. Serve three servings of rice soup and meat buns.

Song Mingze handed the child to his wife, stood up, took the wooden plate from grandma's hand, and placed it on the long bench next to the fire pit. Then he pulled grandma to help her sit down, "You also sit down and sit down, we are a family." Have a good conversation."

The warm yellow flames illuminated the criss-crossing ravines on grandma's face particularly clearly and brightly. Her eye sockets became more and more sunken with age, but her eyes were very energetic.

Grandma gave a warm smile and chatted with her grandchildren and daughter-in-law about the interesting things in the past few months, "In September, many young and middle-aged people came out of our village, saying they were going to work in some big city to make money."

The old lady sighed and said melancholy: "As a result, within half a month, some people came back one after another. They were wearing tattered clothes and were as dark and thin as beggars."

Lu Chuyao put the finished porcelain bowl back on the bench and asked curiously, "What happened?"

The old lady sighed heavily, "I heard from their parents that they were tricked into doing illegal work. They didn't make any money, and they didn't have enough to eat every day. Hey, it's a good thing they escaped. Otherwise, their lives would have been lost." "

The cold air that penetrated into the skin gradually dissipated under the baking of the charcoal fire. Song Mingze held his grandma's hand covered with age spots with a warm and dry palm, "Okay, let's not worry about other people's affairs. How about your own health? ?”

"Okay, very good. I can eat, sleep, and work in the fields."

"You're still working in the fields in such a cold weather?" Lu Chuyao cast a disapproving look at the old lady, "It's snowy and the road is slippery. What should I do if there's an accident?"

The granddaughter-in-law's concern was very helpful to the old lady. Her eyebrows were slightly curved as she said, "I know, I know, all the crops are dead in the winter, and I can't even go to the fields even if I want to."

The three grandparents chatted for most of an hour, and after sharing their lives with each other, Lu Chuyao stood up and dragged the suitcase over.

She opened the zipper, rummaged around and took out the two bottom items, and said sweetly: "Grandma, these are the knitted vest and suede leather shoes I bought for you. Can you try them on to see if they fit?"

The black patent leather shoes were shiny and looked like they were not cheap. The old lady waved her hands and refused to accept them.

"You really don't want to wear it?"

"If you don't want to wear it, you can take it and return it and buy some more clothes for the children to wear. Why would an old woman like me, who is about to be buried, wear something so nice?"

Song Mingze hated hearing this kind of words the most. He frowned and said, "Grandma!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say it, I won't say it."

As soon as she comforted her grandson, she didn't notice her grandson's wife approaching. By the time the vest was put on her body, it was already too late for her to hide away.

Lu Chuyao pressed her grandma's struggling shoulders, touched her head affectionately, and then showed a successful smile, "Grandma, you can't return your clothes and shoes. The boss is doing business and doesn't engage in charity, so how can he refund the money?" Give it to me. Besides, I worked so hard to carry all these New Year’s goods back from afar. If you don’t accept them, I’ll be sad.”

After saying that, he pretended to be aggrieved and leaned on the old lady's shoulder, lowering his eyes and pursed his lips.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, the old lady softened her heart and surrendered immediately.The camphor wood cabinet that brought the new clothes and shoes into the room like a hidden treasure was also locked.

Song Mingze leaned against the door of his grandma's room, looking at the old lady's cute actions with soft eyes, and couldn't help but chuckle.

In the early morning of the next day after returning home, when Lu Chuyao was immersed in sleep, Song Mingze woke up together with the child Song Zhiyu who got up on time.

The man raised an index finger and put it between his lips, "Shh, don't disturb mom, dad will dress you."

Quietly, she lifted her son away from the bed, quickly helped him put on warm and thick cotton clothes, and then put on his own clothes before leaving the room.

Mrs. Song got up at six o'clock and started working as soon as she got up. She first swept the floor, then cleaned up the garbage, and dumped the burnt white ash in the brazier.

Finally, I went to the kitchen to boil water for breakfast.

So when Song Mingze held the child in his arms and looked through the unclosed window and saw his grandma lingering by the stove with a slightly bent body, silently doing everything, his heart became inexplicably sour.

The silver hair reminded him that grandma was very, very old.

At this moment, he had a strong impulse. He didn't want to be separated from his dear grandma anymore. He wanted to see her when he went home tomorrow.

"Dad..." Song Zhiyu felt his father's excitement and cried out in a sweet voice.

At the same time, the old lady who was busy in the kitchen turned her head and saw her grandson and great-grandson standing outside. She immediately smiled brightly and said, "Wake up."

Lu Chuyao, who was sleeping heavily, naturally missed breakfast. Song Zhiyu was more considerate of his mother and had to drag his father to wake his mother up.

The old lady stopped the little baby and put her in her arms, "Good boy, let mommy sleep a little longer. She was exhausted from the train ride yesterday."

But these words did not dissuade Song Zhiyu. This boy was so stubborn that he could not hold back ten cows.Song Mingze knew his son well and thought that he would go to his father-in-law's house later, so he let Song Zhiyu into the room.

Lu Chuyao was sleeping soundly, her squirming lips seemed to be eating something delicious, when suddenly a chubby finger poked over and hit her cheek.

She frowned and avoided it, making an impatient sound in her nose.

But the annoying fingers continued to wrap around her, this time it was two chubby hands, forcefully opening her eyelids.

Lu Chuyao opened her eyes in pain, and a small round face with plump breasts magnified in front of her. Even her own son would not forgive her for disturbing her sweet dream.

She gritted her teeth and forced out her son's full name, "Song Zhiyu!"