The whole family came to his grandfather's house. The situation was not what Ping Ling had imagined. His grandfather was not lying on the hospital bed and waiting for him to come to say his last words. The courtyard of her grandfather's house was unusually quiet. The courtyard was as clean as usual. Grandpa had always been a clean freak, and his residence had always been spotless. He remembered that someone had once suggested to him to build a slaughterhouse next to his house so that he would not have to walk a long way to slaughter cattle every day. Grandpa was unhappy when he heard that. He said,"What's going on? I deal with that bloody thing every day. If you say it like that, I don't have a place to live in peace."
Grandpa's courtyard was planted with some flowers and trees. In the small courtyard, the fragrance of the four seasons permeated the air. His grandfather's rough hands actually had the ability to take care of flowers and plants. In Ping Ling's eyes, this was full of wonder. When Grandpa came back from the slaughterhouse, he would always put his originally clean hands in a basin to rinse. Flowers and plants were delicate, so how could they be stained with blood? Grandpa felt sorry for his plants. Even the naughtiest children around him did not dare to pick flowers in his yard. Although they were itching, they did not dare to provoke Grandpa. Grandpa carefully trimmed, weeding, and fertilized the flowers and plants. When he was sleepy or tired, he moved a rattan chair and sat under the tree beside the flowers, squinting his eyes and enjoying it.
Grandpa's plants were obviously much more sparse. Ping Ling felt a surge of sadness and couldn't help but want to cry. Grandpa was sick. Could it be that he had been sent to the hospital?
Ping Ling asked," Mom, which hospital is Grandpa in?"
Ping Ling's mother said sadly. Grandpa was just brought back from the hospital yesterday. He really wanted to go home, and the doctor didn't stop him, so I brought him back.
Old Man Gao said,"I'll go ask where this person went."
Old Man Gao went to the next room to ask questions. Ping Ling and his mother stood in front of the house, the mother and son facing each other in silence. The door was already locked. Grandpa had probably left early in the morning.
Ping Ling's mother suddenly said. Ping Ling, your grandfather must have gone to Niu Zhong. These days, he had been talking about the Heavenly Pillar. Whenever he thought about the Heavenly Pillar, his eyes would stare blankly. He would sob and mutter the Heavenly Pillar's name.
Old Man Gao came back from outside with an anxious expression. Ping Ling's mother didn't ask him, so he said,"The neighbors don't know where our father is. You're taking good care of him here, so why are you leaving him alone?"
Ping Ling's mother said that when he came back from the hospital yesterday, he seemed to be in much better spirits than usual. He walked all the way back by himself. I wanted to help him, but he refused. Xiangyun came with us. When we got home, our father said that he hadn't been home for a while and asked me to go back. When I insisted on not leaving, our father said that with Xiangyun here, you can go back without worry. I'm fine. I saw that he was a little anxious, so I left.
Old Man Gao said,"No wonder it's like this. It seems that the rumors about Xiangyun and our father are somewhat true."
Ping Ling Niang said. To think that you still had the cheek to say that. What did you do outside? You even used our father to talk about it. This is all me. If it were anyone else, they would have fought with you long ago.
Old Man Gao didn't say anything. Ping Ling said," Dad, Mom, let's go to Niu Mang's place to take a look. Maybe Grandpa is there."
The three of them rushed to Niu Mang.
The closer he got to Niu Mang, the colder he felt. Fewer and fewer people had come along the road. It seemed that the local people's feelings for Niu Mang had disappeared along with the disappearance of the Yellow Sky Pillar. Moreover, due to the wonderful article that the reporter had written for Zheng Ji, many people felt that there was a wild and evil thing surging in Huang Tianzhu's body, which increased their sympathy for the cow. Therefore, few people watched that cruel scene.
There was a maple forest near Niu Mang. It was already late autumn, and the maple forest was red. Gao Pingling followed behind his parents. He could feel one or two maple leaves floating in his hair from time to time. He couldn't help but pick one up and spin it in his hand like a windmill. The falling leaves added to Ping Ling's sadness. Thinking of his grandfather, who was not going to live for long, made him feel even more miserable.
Look, they were indeed here. Gao Pingling said. As soon as she finished speaking, Ping Ling's mother said softly,"Don't make a sound. Let's wait here." So the three of them sat down on the ground. From afar, Xiang Yun was leaning against the stone cow with her back facing them. Ping Ling could vaguely see Grandpa lying in Xiang Yun's arms like a baby.
Xiang Yun turned her head and saw them. She called out to them,"What are you guys doing there? Come over and talk to us."
Ping Ling felt very sad when he saw his grandfather. Grandpa was already skinny and weak as he lay in Xiangyun's arms. Grandpa glanced at Ping Ling and reached out to pull him. Ping Ling quickly sat down near Grandpa. "Good grandson, come, let grandpa take a good look at you.”Grampy tried his best to open his eyes and stare at Ping Ling. Grampy's eyes were dull, but Ping Ling could feel his attachment.
Grandpa said,"Baby, I'm afraid Grandpa can't do it this time."
Ping Ling said," Grandpa, don't say that. Your body is fine. You will get better in a few days."
Grandpa shook his head. Ling Wa, you haven't visited Grandpa for a long time. You must be very busy. Grandpa is happy that you're so busy.
Ping Ling's tears immediately gushed out. She choked and said," Grandpa, I should have come to see you a long time ago. Tell me, tell me, what do I have to do?"
Grandpa suddenly said," If your Uncle Tianzhu is as capable as you, I will laugh in my dreams for the rest of my life. I really regret not killing this bastard back then."
When Grandpa said this, his voice was still a little ruthless. He could vaguely feel the situation when he was young.
Xiangyun said from the side. How old are you? Why are you still so angry? It's been so many years, haven't you forgiven Tianzhu?
Grandpa said," Xiangyun, why do you think this person is so strange? Look, Nan 'er was born around the same year. She's my child, but she can only study and take exams. She's now a high official in the city." Why was this person so different?
Xiangyun was so anxious that her face turned red. She quickly said,"Are you confused? Why are you talking about my Nan 'er again?"
Grandpa said," It's already this year. Who am I afraid of? We can stop hiding things like this a long time ago." Xiangyun, you were really beautiful at that time. Nan 'er was born after you became a widow for more than a year. She couldn't possibly be the child of your dead husband, right?
Ping Ling saw a proud look on his grandpa's terrifyingly pale face. At this moment, Ping Ling could almost see his grandpa's childlike aura. Xiang Yun's face revealed a youthful shyness, and she was so happy that she was like an auspicious cloud, gently floating in the air.
Xiang Yun said softly,"Brother, tell me, will our child come back to see you?"
When she said this, her eyes flashed with lingering love, like plucking the strings of a harp, causing her soul to tremble gently. That gaze seemed to be asking for advice, but it was also filled with trust, revealing the attachment and warmth unique to women. Grandpa stretched out his hand and gently fiddled with Xiangyun's hair. He only said,"Yun, you are still so charming, so charming that it makes my heart ache."
Xiangyun pouted. Look at you, what are you saying? Aren't you afraid that your children and grandchildren will laugh at you? I'm already a dry branch, and I'm still charming. I'm asking you if you want our child to come back to see you.
Grandpa said,'No, no, don't call Nan' er back.' I don't want to see him, I don't want to see him.
Xiang Yun's tears flowed down her face and she said vaguely,"Brother, you still don't forgive Nan 'er. Brother, just because Nan' er doesn't recognize you, you shouldn't hate him for the rest of your life. He's your flesh and blood."
Grandpa said," I am most sorry to Nan 'er. Because of me, he has never raised his head in front of others. Now that he has become an official outside, I am happy for him. Tell me, can we still let him get involved in this again?"
Ping Ling knew very well that Nan 'er, whom her grandfather had mentioned, was now the deputy chief in charge of education. She had only heard about her from others and often saw her on TV. Ping Ling glanced at Xiang Yun, who was hugging her grandfather tightly. As if afraid that he would suddenly slip away from her, Xiang Yun suddenly said,"Brother, if you leave, I won't live long."
Grandpa said," Yun, you can't go with me. Think about it, if I go over, I'll have to let Tianzhu Niang take care of me. It's no wonder she won't quarrel with you all day long."
Grandpa was actually able to say such humorous words at such a time. He wanted to laugh, but he almost cried. He held back his tears because he was afraid that his grandfather would be sad. His grandfather hated to see him cry.
Ping Ling's mother said,"Father, it's windy outside. Let's go back."
Grandpa said," Baby, can't you understand my heart? I just want to lie in your aunt's arms like this and accompany this stubborn cow." I don't expect to see your brother again. When I see this cow, I still feel that your brother is still alive.
Grandpa looked at the old cow that he had asked someone to carve. There were a few fresh knife holes on the cow's neck, and they were right above his head. He had been killing cows all his life, but the familiar blade made him feel unfamiliar. Perhaps he wanted to deeply imprint this situation in his mind and bring it to another world to savor.
Grandpa's thoughts were particularly clear. Grandpa didn't seem to be about to collapse. On the contrary, other than relying on Xiangyun's support to barely sit up, Grandpa didn't see anything unusual.
Grandpa suddenly said," Ping Ling, if you have any problems, you can go to your Uncle Nan." I understand this child. Don't look at how cold he looks on the surface, but he's actually more fragile than the average person. If you think it's inconvenient, you can talk to your grandma Xiangyun.
Ping Ling said," Grandpa, don't worry. I'll be fine."
When Grandpa said this, he looked like he was trying his best to support himself. He could not help but cover his heart with one hand.
Old Man Gao and Mother Ping Ling shouted at the same time,"Father, what's wrong with you?"
Grandpa's forehead began to drip with large beads of sweat. He said in a low voice,"I'm afraid my illness is acting up again. Since my illness acted up, I'm only slightly better today. I'm afraid I'm just returning to my senses." Your mother might be coming to pick me up.
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