C46 (1/2)

After the first drop, the rest could no longer be controlled. Drips after drops of liquid flowed out from between his fingers, fearing that it was a seed. Now that he had sprouted and bloomed, Deng Fei released him without a sound, leaving only tears.

”I'm really scared. I know what to do next. What should I do?” Deng Fei's words were choked with sobs, but he did his best to calm himself down. His tone was just like usual, he wanted to restrain himself so that he would not bring this sadness to his Senior Brothers and Sisters.

They had reached the entrance to the village. On the way in, the two sides of the road were planted with camphor trees, each three or four stories high. The dark green leaves covered up most of the sun.

The people in the car were all silent. Zhang Qian passed a tissue to Deng Fei and patted his back. At this time, no one was useful, they could only let Deng Fei adjust by himself. He had already done very well.

Under Deng Fei's command, the car stopped in front of Grandma Zhang's door. Deng Fei had already tidied up his condition, his tears were dried by him and a smile hung on his face. He was still using Zhang Qian's small mirror to carefully examine himself, hoping that Grandma Zhang herself would not cry.

”Let's go.” Deng Fei took the lead, carrying a bag of fruits. ”I want to see my grandma.”

Along the way, he was shocked by the eerie atmosphere. He only thought that he was here to see an old man, but Deng Fei suddenly started crying for no reason, causing him to be at a loss.

”Let's go in and take a look.” Zhu Di looked at the baffled Yellow Ox, then handed over the milk in his hand and took out a box of bread from the car. Although it wasn't worth much money, it was all due to their intentions.

The furnishings inside the house were the same as before, it had been the same for the past few years. Deng Fei could not be more familiar with this place, since he had been playing here ever since he was little he touched everything here.

An old man sat on a wheelchair, his face sallow and devoid of any color. At some point, a huge ravine had appeared, with wrinkled eyes and muddy eyes. The flesh on his hands had lost all of its elasticity.

An old man from the village was wiping her face and hands, still talking about something. The two of them had known each other since childhood, and the young people from home had gone out to work, and they usually took care of each other. This time, when Grandma Zhang came back, she was under his care.

There was no light in the room, the curtains were not open, the old man had been saving his life, usually the lights were not on, he was also used to the dark environment, a strong rotten smell accumulated in the room, the smell was even a bit pungent, it made people feel nauseous, but no one walked out.

Deng Fei held the fruit in his hand as he stood at the door. When he saw Grandma Zhang, tears once again flowed down his face, dripping onto the doorstep. No matter how Deng Fei wiped it off, the tears continued to flow.

”Grandmother!” Deng Fei's words were laced with tears and snot, causing people's heart to feel sad. ”I've come to see you!”

The old man opened his eyes, his pupils dilating, trying his best to see the person in front of him. This voice was very familiar, as if he had heard it many times over the years, but his mind was in chaos and he could not recall anything.