On that warm afternoon, my grandmother came to our house with her familiar handbag. The sun crept up the middle of the sky, through the east window of the house, and sprinkled on the back of the old sofa in the house. The living room of our house is not big, but it is bright enough to shine in every corner.
Mom came back from the market early and bought my grandmother's favorite fresh meat and vegetables to make lunch. In the kitchen, the figure of the mother is busy, and the sound of the spatula comes and goes. I was not idle, I made a pot of jasmine tea for my grandmother, it was her favorite taste, and every time I came, no matter whose house it was, jasmine tea was essential.
"Grandma, slow down, are you tired on the road?" I asked softly, moved a stool, and sat down next to my grandmother. My grandmother took off her reading glasses and smiled kindly, her eyes full of surprise and joy at my growth.
"I'm not tired, I'm not tired, I can come to see you, my old bones are still quite neat." Grandma smiled, but there was a little tiredness hidden in the corners of her eyes. She has a tough body, but the years have crept quietly on her face after all, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes can't hide the traces of time.
Mom poked her head out of the kitchen, still holding a shovel in her hand, and beads of sweat on her face: "Mom, you sit with Fangfang for a while, and lunch will be ready soon." "
"Lili (Mom), don't worry, you cook, I'll talk to Fangfang for a while." Grandma's voice was always so gentle, even the command to take care of the housework was like a gentle drizzle, which made people involuntarily slow down their speech and become softer.
After lunch, we sat around the living room. The midday sun shines through the curtains and onto the floor, dappled like a golden river. My grandmother sat in the rocking chair where she used to tell me stories when I was a child, and my mother and I sat on either side of her.
"Your community has changed so much, I remember that it was still an empty space back then, and now looking at these high-rise buildings, it's really a thousand miles a day." Grandma drank boiling water and began her memories with a slightly nostalgic tone. Mom smiled and interjected: "Yes, times have changed, and our lives have changed with them." "
The topic slowly shifted to the family's past, and the long and distant memories of my grandmother flowed slowly like gurgling water. She began to talk about the reunion of her family in the early years, and the relatives who are now gone.
"Your grandfather ...... back then" As soon as the words came out, my grandmother's eyes suddenly fell lonely. Mom hurriedly took over the conversation and gently shifted the topic so that the air would not become heavy. "Mom, do you see that Fangfang has grown so big, is it becoming more and more like me when I was a child?" Mom looked at me with a smile in her eyes.
The afternoon passed slowly in such a long chat, and I was a little puzzled by how my grandmother was always in a mood today, but I didn't delve into it at the moment. My grandmother and mother smiled at each other, sighed and fell silent, and I listened quietly, interjecting a few words from time to time.
"Fangfang, do you think you want to become a writer in the future, or do you want to continue studying?" My grandmother suddenly asked me, and I spread my hands and made a balance gesture: "Where do I know, let it be, I want to enjoy every day now." "
"Yes, if you can be happy, every day is the best." Grandma nodded heavily and grinned, but there was a hint of sadness in that smile.
As the sun began to set, the light was no longer so harsh, my mother cleaned up the cups and plates on the table, and I accompanied my grandmother to the yard for a walk. We walked through the boulevard of the community, and the children were laughing and playing, and the breath was fresh air.
My feelings about this afternoon were mixed and pleasant, and my grandmother's visit was a small happiness in itself. But I can feel the sorrow she often exudes, but I can't guess it. However, the most important thing is that this home, with our love and her laughter, will always be a warm harbor.
The afternoon sun gradually became dappled, the living room was quiet and warm, and the shadow of my grandmother stretched long with the sun. Unconsciously, the atmosphere of the conversation began to change a little, and there was a hint of worry in my grandmother's expression.
"Lili, what are you going to do with the old house at home?" Grandma suddenly asked about an issue that our family had discussed many times but had not yet been resolved. The teacup in Mom's hand stopped in mid-air, as if thinking about an answer, or looking for a more sleek word.
"Mom, I think this matter needs to be considered for the long term. After all, it is our roots, and many memories are there. In the end, the mother replied cautiously and respectfully, after all, this is not a simple financial issue for the mother, but with deep emotional concern.
After hearing this, my grandmother bowed slightly, but she immediately said: "Lili, but you have to consider the reality, the house is a matter after all." If you don't deal with it now, there will be more trouble in the future. Grandma said, without the slightest reproach in her tone, but with a deep anxiety.
Mom pursed her lips, as if she was considering the language, and every word was filled with respect and hesitation: "Mom, I know you are for our good, but I want to think about this matter again." "
"What does Fangfang think?" My grandmother suddenly turned to me and asked me to participate in this more adult topic. I was stunned for a moment, because I was not used to expressing my opinion on such adult issues.
"Grandma, I'...... I'm too young to know much about that. However, I think it's right to listen to my mother, she will make the best decision. I said cautiously, for fear that my words would mislead the adult's big business.
"Although you are small, you are careful, I am also relieved to hear you say this." Grandma smiled gently, and although her worries were still unconcealed, her attitude was still amiable.
As the days passed, the light in the house became fainter and fammer, and the old-fashioned grandfather clock in our house rang the bell to go home. Grandma got up, straightened the hem of her clothes, and prepared to go home.
"Mom, I'll send you back, it's so late, I'm not worried." Mom stood up and whispered to her grandmother.
"No, no, I'll just go back by myself, and you guys should rest early." Despite this, my mother insisted on sending my grandmother home, and I got up to accompany me.
Outside the door, it was getting dark, and we walked slowly along the road of the neighborhood. The street lights came on one after another, accompanying us step by step.
"Grandma, next time you come back, how about we go for a walk in the park together?" I wanted to lighten the mood and invite my grandmother to come often.
"Okay, good granddaughter, I'll definitely come next time." Grandma replied with a smile, and at last time her face had returned to some of its usual tranquility.
My mother silently sent my grandmother home, and on the way back, the confusion in my heart began to spread, whether my grandmother's worries today are just because of the old house, or there is a deeper meaning in it that I don't understand.
The breeze took away the residual warmth of the sunset, and the sunset on the horizon gradually darkened, and her grandmother Li Xiuying got up and prepared to embark on the way home. The floor lamps in the home shed a gentle light to end the day. Grandma packed up her things, her face carrying the calmness she had before leaving.
However, at the moment when she was about to say goodbye, her grandmother's expression suddenly became solemn. She stretched out her soft but full of traces of time and gently held her mother Wang Li's hand. That movement, gentle but with a firmness that could not be ignored, as if there were words to pour out.
"Lili, there are two things I want to entrust to you, which are important to me." Grandma's words slowly came out, and every word was heavy.
Mom's eyes suddenly became serious, and all the noise fell silent at this moment, only Grandma's voice echoed in the room. "Mom, I'll listen." Mom's mind was completely focused on her grandmother.
"The first one, the treasure about the family, I hope you can keep it well. It's not just about our family's history, it's about a responsibility. Grandma's eyes showed indescribable emotion, and there was a hint of sadness in that seriousness.
Mom nodded, her eyes firm, as if she had taken over a heavy task: "Mom I know, I will keep it well and won't let it be lost." "
"The second thing is about you and Fangfang. I hope that no matter what happens in the future, you mother and daughter will be able to live in harmony and support each other. My grandmother's eyes turned to me, gave me a deep look, and then looked at my mother, who was afraid of the impermanence of the world, afraid of life and death, the deepest kind of wordless concern.
I swallowed the tears that wanted to flood and nodded, but my heart was mixed. My grandmother's words hit my heart like an undercurrent.
Mom gently held Grandma's hand, and there was a solemnity in her voice that had never been before: "Mom, please rest assured, Fangfang and I will be fine, we will remember your teachings, and we will be together no matter what." "
The wind outside the window gradually brought the coolness of the night, and the light in the house seemed to soften with the subtle and heavy instructions of my grandmother. Grandma finally smiled reassuringly, and there was relief hidden in that smile, as if she had unloaded the big stone in her heart.
My mother accompanied my grandmother out of the house, and I stood in the doorway, watching them disappear into the night. Before I could digest my grandmother's words, a gust of wind blew, bringing a biting chill.
A few days later, the bad news suddenly broke the original peace of the family - the grandmother was gone. Those few simple words of advice seemed to have become her last advice to us. Life turned upside down at this moment, and the figure of my grandmother, the hands that had hugged us countless times, could no longer be touched.
Grandma's death was like a sudden cold wind that froze the temperature of the entire family. The warm light in the living room dimmed, and there was a sense of loss and sadness in every corner. Mother Wang Li is immersed in the memories of her grandmother's last entrustment, as if she is looking for the lost meaning and fragments of memories in her life.
"What did she say on the day Grandma finally came?" Once, I asked my mother quietly. At that time, the evening breeze gently blew through the curtains, as if bringing the familiar smell of my grandmother.
Mom sighed deeply, staring at the rocking chair where my grandmother used to sit, as if there was still her residual warmth and smile: "She told me to take good care of the treasures in the house, as well as ...... Let me be at peace with you, and love one another. Mom's voice was gentle and firm, and every word confided in her deep longing for her grandmother and her adherence to her promises.
Time did not stand still because of sadness, but passed silently, wiping away the tears from the corners of our eyes and continuing to support us moving forward. Mom seems to have become stronger, she not only remembers her grandmother's last wish, but also realizes it with practical actions. Her grandmother's priceless family treasures were kept by her, and that responsibility and responsibility became a part of her life.
And in all this, I gradually realized a deeper meaning of family and the preciousness of life. My grandmother's passing has taught me how to cherish my time with my family, whether it's laughter or tears. I began to express my love and gratitude to my mother more often, because I knew that in the long river of life, every warm hug and affectionate look could be a precious goodbye.
"Mom, I love you." I started telling my mom this every day, whether it's when I wake up in the morning or in the dead of night. This kind of love, like the most precious treasure left to us by our grandmother after she left, quietly nourishes our hearts.
Life is like a cycle, even in the saddest moments, there will be new flowers silently blooming in the corners. Together with my mother, I walked through the sorrow, embraced hope, and started a new chapter, which is the deepest legacy of love left to us by my grandmother.