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July is a month of fire, and the sun is shining brightly in the sky, as if it is unwilling to evaporate smoke from the ground.

Ning Fanxin and Guan Yaya got off the passenger bus at the three-way intersection and piled a mountain of large and small luggage under the shade of a tree on the side of the road. They also hid under the tree.

It was really too hot today. If they just stood on the roadside waiting for their family to pick them up, the two of them would die from the sun.

Fortunately, there are not many things in the countryside, only big and small trees. It is no problem to find some shade to hide from the sun.

At the foot of the tree, Ning Fanxin raised her head slightly. Although the skin color on her thin round face was not fair enough, her facial features were very delicate and moving.

Beneath the eyebrow-length bangs are a pair of round, dark eyes, half-squinted unconsciously due to the stimulation of the sun. Her long, curly black eyelashes slightly shield her from the dazzling sunlight.

The girl, who is seventeen or eighteen years old, is very beautiful. She has the image of a very healthy and sunny middle school student. At a glance, one can feel the beauty of infinite youth and vitality.

Guan Yaya, who was a head shorter than her, stood side by side with her, fanning herself with a book, and murmuring in a low voice: "The weather is too hot! My father should be on the way here, but he's starting to It’s an agricultural vehicle, so it might be a little slower.”

"It's okay, sister Yaya, don't worry, Uncle Guan should be here soon." Ning Fanxin, who was also fanning herself with a book, comforted her patiently.

As the one who took advantage of the situation, she had no position to complain. Why did her family have no money to buy a car?

However, the first thing the two girls were waiting for was not Guan's father's farm truck, but another unexpected person.

From a distance, they saw a motorcycle dragging a long tail of dust, roaring towards them: "Yaya, Xiaofan!"

The sharp-eyed Guan Yaya immediately recognized the person in the car: "He is the son-in-law of the village chief's grandfather's family."

The middle-aged mountain man didn't bother to stop the car and shouted hurriedly: "Xiao Fan, you come with me first, your grandma is dying, quickly get in the car and follow me back to see her one last time!"

"Uncle giving birth, what did you say?! What happened to my grandma?!"

Ning Fanxin ran and got into the car. All the blood drained from her round face. Even her voice was split, and her voice was shaking so much that she couldn't speak.

Two days before the exam, she talked to her grandma on the phone. Her grandma's voice sounded normal on the phone. How could that be? !

Along the way, Uncle Shengzi talked to her about her grandma. Ning Fanxin's tears drifted in the wind with her tiny sobs, leaving two dusty tear stains on her face.

The motorcycle drove straight into the old courtyard gate of Ning Fanxin's house. When he saw the village chief grandfather with short gray hair and a yard of village elders guarding the courtyard, Ning Fanxin still held the hope in his heart. Any chance of luck was shattered in an instant.

The village chief's grandpa stretched out his old hands to help her pull down the big backpack on her shoulders: "My child, you are finally back. Your grandma is waiting in the house."

"Thank you, grandparents, uncles..." Ning Fanxin jumped out of the car and ran straight to her grandma's bedroom, wiping her tears.

In the house, accompanied by several grandmothers, the skinny old man was lying on the mat on the floor, covered with a thin quilt.

Even in this hot July day, there was no trace of warmth in the old man.

"Grandma, I'm back!" Ning Fanxin threw herself in front of the old man, her eyes filled with tears, and she could hardly see the scene in front of her.

When did her grandma, who always had a smile on her face, become so old?

"Fan...Fan...it'll be nice to come back..." The old man who used to have a kind face now turned gray and his eyes were gradually blurred.

When she was dying, her voice was choked in her throat and she could hardly utter it.

Raising his head with difficulty to look at Ning Fanxin, the old man's eyes lit up slightly for a moment.

But soon, the light dimmed again, and under everyone's gaze, her eyelids slowly closed.

The smile on the old man's face gradually faded, and the dry hands in Ning Fanxin's hands slowly lost their strength and slowly hung down...

"Grandma! Grandma!..." Ning Fanxin's cry was sharp and broken, suddenly breaking the tranquility of the farmyard.

The elders standing outside the door sighed softly: "Grandma Xiaofan has gone too... ugh... poor child..."

Ning Fanxin knelt in front of the table at a loss, crying so hard that she couldn't breathe.

Grandpa is gone, grandma is gone, and they are reunited.

And she became an orphan with no one to rely on anymore...