Tanmei Fairy Tales

The young man silently shed two lines of tears, resting his hands on the wooden table and holding his chin, looking at grandma's wrinkled and kind face through the flickering candlelight.Grandma is already 80 years old, but under the flickering candlelight, she tried her best to keep her cloudy eyes wide open, and sewed clothes for the young man stitch by stitch.

Just now, the boy was panting through the forest and ran to his grandma's cabin—his warmest safe haven. He originally had a thousand words in his heart, and he wanted to confide to his grandma who loved him the most.However, when he saw his elderly grandma trembling even with her hands holding the needle and thread trembling slightly, he couldn't help feeling sad and distressed.

He suddenly didn't want to say anything, just took the silk thread gently, and said to grandma: "Grandma, your eyesight is not good, let me help you thread the needle..."

Grandma is sewing a cloak for the boy, which is pure white, so white that there is no trace of dirt, just like the boy's pure and spotless heart.Although it was just a coarse cloth, every stitch contained the infinite love and doting of the grandma for the grandson, which made the young man feel very moved.

"My dear baby has grown up, the cloak that grandma sewed for you before can't fit anymore," grandma smiled, rubbed the needle in the silver thread on her head, and rubbed the boy's cute fleshy cheek He said, "This time I sew a white one to make your skin whiter, okay?"

The young man was full of emotions: such a good grandma, why did she lose her son so early?How strong is she who used to be a white-haired person to send a black-haired person to support her who is frail and sick, and has come to this day?And myself, why did I lose my father's love early?Trapped in the hell on earth created by that beast, unable to get out, and unable to break free.

He hated, he hated himself for being useless, unable to take his mother and grandma away, and go to the world outside the forest to make a living; he was angry, angry at himself for being so weak, he even picked up the ax and hit that man on the neck, I just don't have the courage to settle it once and for all.

His eyes were filled with tears, and he tried his best to hide himself in the shadow of the candlelight, so as not to let grandma worry if she found out.

"Okay," he said softly, "as long as grandma sews it, it's fine. I like it so much... I like it so much..." He squeezed his lips hard a few times, for fear that he would not be able to hide his sadness. , overflowing from the throat.

But grandma's eyes are dazzled and her heart is not dazzled. She saw the strangeness of the young man, who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and she patted the young man's back: "Xiaobao, are you unhappy? Come on, If you are unhappy, you must tell grandma. Let grandma help you share, okay?"

The boy nodded his head on the face, but shook his head desperately in his heart.No, you can't tell grandma.Grandma is so old, if I tell him that the hunter has always been bad to me and my mother, she will not be able to bear it.She must not be allowed to suffer a second heavy blow other than the loss of her son.

"Well, grandma, don't worry. I'm just helping mom with the housework. I'm too tired. I'm really fine. If I have something on my mind, I will definitely tell grandma." I'm sorry grandma, I'm useless, sorry.

"That's good," grandma smiled reassuringly, "Come on, put on the new cloak I sewed for you, and let grandma take a good look at it, whether my grandson is handsome or not!"

With a fair face and a pure white hood, the young man is as pure and beautiful as a plain water lotus.When grandma saw her, she couldn't hide the joy in her eyes.