The miserable heroine of the sad novel of the period was penetrated

Xia Songlan knew that her grandmother had been on high alert for many years and would always link anything that happened to her, fearing that she would be a burden to them.

He quickly shook his head and denied it, “Grandma, this matter really has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with me.

Grandpa also said that it happened suddenly and there was no sign, but he believed that Jing Mo would be able to solve it when he returned. "

Xia Songlan never thought that even if Ning Jingmo left, or even his life or death was unknown, the neighbors would be convinced just by mentioning his name.

Even my grandmother's thoughts were somewhat shaken.

Sure enough, grandma's expression eased a lot more. "Ah~ When will Jing Mo be able to come back? It seems like almost twenty days have passed."

Xia Songlan held her grandmother's hand and said, "Every mission he carries out is kept very confidential, and even family members are not allowed to know the specific content.

As for when he will come back, I don’t know, but I believe he will come back.”

Xia Songlan's words were not only to comfort her grandmother, but also to comfort herself.

I don’t know since when, Ning Jingmo has become a pillar and a support in her mind.

An existence that can make her strong and brave just by thinking about it.

Grandma hugged Xia Songlan and said, "My poor child."

After saying this she began to sob silently.

Xia Songlan nestled in her grandmother's arms and burst into tears. This was the first time she cried after suppressing her emotions for so many days.

It seemed as if all the sadness, fear, loss, sorrow and heartache were cried out at once.

Grandma felt Xia Songlan's sadness, but she became stronger and quickly cheered herself up.

Patting Xia Songlan's shoulder gently, "Songlan, cry! Cry out all your sadness and sorrow, and face everyone with a smile tomorrow.

Grandma is here, she will always support you and protect you, we will not be defeated by rumors. "

When Xia Chuanbai returned home, the two had returned to normal and he did not notice anything unusual about the mother and daughter.

But when we were eating, I inexplicably felt that my grandmother was closer to my sister than to me. She would pick up food for me from time to time and ask about my sister's well-being.

Xia Chuanbai pushed the bowl over jealously, "Grandma, I want to have that bamboo shoot fried pork dish too.

I like bamboo shoots the most, why do you always give them to my sister and not to me? "

Grandma glanced at him and said, "If you want to eat, just pick it up yourself. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Your sister works hard all day, she should eat more."

Xia Chuanbai grumbled, "I also go to school all day, and it's very hard. Grandma is partial to me."

The grandmother was amused by her silly grandson, "You are so old, but you are still jealous of your sister.

Starting from the past few days, he has been talking a lot while eating, and now he has become a chatterbox.

How did your grandmother teach you? Don't talk when you eat or sleep, so why talk so much nonsense. "

Xia Chuanbai took a sip of porridge, and with rice in his mouth, he started talking, "Grandma, I think it's actually quite nice to chat while eating.

In the past, when we ate, it was always so quiet and boring.”

Grandma frowned in disdain, "Finish the food in your mouth before you talk."

Xia Chuanbai hummed a little, but really stopped talking and ate his meal obediently.

From that day on, apart from Grandpa Kang, a few other people in the yard would avoid Xia Songlan. Grandma Liu, Grandma Zhang, and Uncle Wang still treated her as before.

Xia Songlan doesn't care about other people's strange looks.

This incident was an opportunity for her to explain everything to her grandmother.

I also unloaded the huge stone that was weighing on my heart and felt relieved.

In a blink of an eye, it was the weekend again. Xia Songlan went to his grandfather's house, and his grandfather brought him good news today.

As soon as my grandfather saw Xia Songlan, he said, "I have already found out the whereabouts of your father-in-law and mother-in-law.

The couple is lucky. The farm they are visiting this time is in Fangshi, Bei Province. It is said to be very close to your mother-in-law's family home, so they should be able to receive some care.

The barefoot doctors who are studying in our hospital during this period all came from there.

I will ask them to take care of your parents-in-law when they return."

After more than 20 days, Xia Songlan was really happy to finally hear such good news.

Although she didn't have much contact with Wang Qiuping and Ning Shenghe, she could sincerely feel their care and concern for her.

She really treated them as her family.

Xia Songlan asked her grandfather, "Can I go visit them?"

Grandpa pondered for a while and said, "As a girl, you shouldn't go there yet, even though that place is not far from Beijing.

But you have never traveled far since you were a child, and your grandfather is worried about you.

I'll think of a way to take you there before the New Year."

Xia Song nodded with sparkling blue eyes and told her grandfather the good news.

"Grandpa, the winter solstice is in two days. Today, grandma said she wanted to eat dumplings stuffed with radish, and asked me to buy a few pounds of radish when I go back."

After Xia Songlan said this, she winked at her grandfather mischievously.

After hearing this, my grandfather was so excited that he walked around the room happily.

"This must be something your grandmother wanted to make for me. Remember to bring me more that day."

Xia Songlan smiled and nodded, "Of course I know grandma wants to make dumplings for you. Grandma never eats dumplings stuffed with radish.

Chuanbai and I don’t like it either, but you like it the most.

I remember one time when you were a kid, you kept farting after eating dumplings stuffed with radish, and your grandma even kicked you out of the house, hahaha..."

Both father and son couldn't help but laugh.

The day of winter solstice.

Xia Songlan rushed home after get off work at noon. When she got home, her grandmother had already prepared the dumpling fillings.

There are two pots in total, one pot with leek filling and one pot with radish filling.

Xia Songlan saw through it all but didn't say anything. She washed her hands and wrapped it up with her grandmother.

Grandma suggested making the dumplings with radish stuffing first. After making them, she didn’t rush to make the dumplings with leek stuffing, but went to the kitchen to warm up the water.

After a while, grandma came out with a rectangular lunch box.

The lunch box was wrapped in several layers of cotton cloth, tightly packed, and placed in front of Xia Songlan, who rubbed his hands in a rare and reserved manner.

Xia Songlan didn't ask any more questions. She picked up the lunch box and put it in her bag. "Grandma, I'm going to go out for a while and will be back soon."

Grandma followed her all the way to the gate of the courtyard, and said, "Go slowly, don't rush, we'll eat dumplings when you come back."

She stood at the door and watched Xia Songlan ride her bicycle out of Jing'er Hutong before she walked back.

Grandma Zhang happened to come out to pour water. She saw my grandmother and greeted her with a smile, "Teacher Zhang, why are you standing at the door? Don't you make dumplings at home?"

Grandma smiled and replied, "I was wrapping half of the dumplings when Song Lan had to go out for something. I came out to see her off."

"Then you should go home quickly. It's cold outside."

"Okay, thank you, thank you. I'll go home soon."

The two chatted and laughed for a while, then went back to their rooms.

When Xia Songlan arrived at her grandfather's house, her grandfather was already a little impatient.

When he saw her, he went straight over to her and tried to grab her bag.

Xia Songlan smiled as she watched her grandfather open the bag and get the lunch box. She turned and went into the kitchen, bringing out the vinegar dish and chopsticks.

Grandpa ate the dumplings and tears welled up in his eyes. "It's been eight years. Eight whole years. I can eat dumplings again during the winter solstice."