Ultraman Hitner

At the entrance of an old courtyard, a little girl and an old man were sitting on a stone pier.

The little girl was holding a small stick in her hand and was writing something seriously.

The old man watched the girl's movements seriously and smiled kindly.

"Grandma, I've written it!"

After the girl finished writing the last stroke, she immediately raised her head and looked at the old man as if asking for praise.

"Ah, Kyoko's writing is so great, even better than grandma's!"

The old man praised the girl without hesitation, making the girl even happier.

"Grandma, do you know this word?"

"Grandma hasn't read the book and doesn't know her. Can Xingzi teach grandma?"

The old man looked at the girl with a smile on his face, as if he was really asking for advice.

"Ah, grandma is so stupid, let Xingzi teach you."

The girl said happily, carefully writing the word "正" one stroke after another.

Just after writing two strokes, the girl stopped and looked at the old man in confusion.

"Oh? Grandma, can you write your own name?"

The old man was stunned by the girl's sudden movements and words, and shook his head with a smile.

"Grandma hasn't learned anything yet."

There was no embarrassment or embarrassment at all, the old man admitted generously.

"Can grandma really not know how to write?"

The girl looked at the old man, seeming to be looking for some important answer.

"Who said grandma can't write? Grandma can write four characters!"

The old man raised his face proudly, as if these four words she could write made her extremely proud.

"what is it!"

The girl looked at the old man expectantly.

"Let grandma write it for you!"

As he spoke, the old man couldn't wait to pick up a small branch from the ground.

She wrote on the ground with great seriousness, as if these four words on the ground were some rare treasure.

"Okay, finished writing!"

After finishing the last stroke, the old man put the branch aside.

"Let me see it quickly."

As the old man finished speaking, Yamarai Kyoko's eyes fell on the ground together with the girl.

The four characters "Shanrai Kyoko" come into view.

The handwriting was crooked, like a child learning to write for the first time. The writing was obviously ugly, but it made Kyoko Yamarai, who was standing not far away, have red eyes.

"I can't read, but I can write your name."

The old man gently stroked the girl's head and spoke softly.

The girl looked up at the old man blankly, and the old man looked at the girl seriously.

"Kyoko, come home."

The old but warm hand held Sanrai Kyoko's hand tightly, giving her the strength to move forward invisibly.

She looked at the old man seriously and nodded heavily.

Looking at Shanrai Kyoko's movements, the old man smiled and led her forward.

Yamarai Kyoko followed the old man obediently, but her mind kept echoing the last words of the old man in the scene just now.

"I can't read, but I can write your name."

The two walked quietly until they came to a fork in the road.

"Kyoko, it's time to go home!"

The gray-haired old man looked at the child he had brought up in front of him reluctantly, and patted her hand with his wrinkled hand.

He shook it hard.

"Do you see that road? Go straight ahead and that's our home. It's time for you to go home."

"grandmother?"

Yamarai Kyoko didn't feel panic in her heart. She didn't know why her grandma said such strange words, so she subconsciously grabbed the old man's hand.

"Grandma is tired and can't walk. There is a guest at home who needs you. Go and help him, okay?"

It was obviously a question, but coming from the old man's mouth, it was irrefutable.

Seeing the old man's tough attitude, Yamarai Kyoko suppressed the panic in her heart.

"Well, I see!"

She responded and walked forward, looking back three times.

She had already woken up when she saw the old man and the child, but she didn't want to let them go.

She was greedy for the time she spent with the old man.

Although she was reluctant to leave, she knew that people outside still needed her and she should go back.

(Family members, this article is coming to an end soon, and the next one will start again. Please look forward to it, right? (?^o^?)?)