Chen Xia

Chapter 129 Grandma
the next day.

It's almost New Year's Eve.

Ye Mian and Father Ye set off and drove to Qiao Town carrying luggage of all sizes.

three hours later.

Ye Mian sat on the co-pilot of her father.

Looking out the car window at the mountains covered with snow.

A strong wind blew, and there were outcrops of withered grass swaying on the snow. The sky was a clear blue, not as gray as in the city. The cold air was filled with the unique style of the countryside, and the vast field of vision was just It's refreshing to watch.

Drive at high speed from the wilderness into the ancient town.

You can see rivers covered with crushed ice, and occasionally there are several pools of thin ice.Each building has a unique garden style in the south, with meticulous and exquisite interior and exterior decoration, and the connecting bridges are carved with stone flowers.

Everything is like in a painting.

Ye Mian couldn't stop taking pictures.

The car stopped at the eastern end of the ancient town.

Grandma's house is a small single-story courtyard. The walls were painted white in the early years. The windows are carved with vivid plum blossoms, which have mottled traces after years of corrosion. The glass is also inlaid with colorful enamel.

Ye Mian opened the passenger door, stretched out her hand and touched the snow on the dead tree branches beside her, shaking slightly, the snow fell to the ground along her hand.

She rolled her eyes with a smile.

Ye Haisheng took out the gifts he had prepared from the trunk, as well as the health care products and gold bracelets sent by Jiang Chen. Ye Mian also helped carry two large bags.

It's not just air.

Everything here feels fresh.

Unlike a modern city like Jiangcheng, where you may not even know someone who lives across the street from you, and with the large number of tenants, most people only have acquaintances of one or two years.

As soon as their car stopped, a woman poked her head out of the courtyard next door. When she saw it was Ye Haisheng, she was stunned for a while before she recognized her.

"Shengzi? Are you back?"

Having a son is a unique name for them, and it can be regarded as Papa Ye's nickname.

Ye Haisheng took two boxes of snacks out of the bag, smiled and went over to say hello: "Sister Mei, it's been too long, how are you?"

After that everything went smoothly.

The adults exchanged greetings, Ye Mian only greeted politely, and then listened to the compliments from the adults like a rhetoric.

After the greetings were over, Ye Haisheng straightened his body and carefully knocked on the wooden door.

Several minutes passed.

A pair of old wrinkled hands opened the door, and Grandma Ye appeared behind the door leaning on a cane with her back straight.

Seeing his son with downcast eyes, his brows were tightened, and his thin lips were pursed together.

Ye Haisheng just stood there stupidly, and it was Ye Mian who stretched out his hand and tugged at his sleeve, and he said loudly, "Mom, I'm coming back for the New Year."

Hearing this, the old lady's brows did not relax, but she was not as angry as Ye Mian remembered.

You can tell from her demeanor.

She is not angry.

It's too old to lose your temper.

She shook her crutches, and her cloudy eyes finally fell on Ye Mian.

"You are Ye Mian?"

Ye Mian nodded quickly, "Grandma, I am."

"Okay." Grandma Ye nodded, then turned around and walked home tremblingly.

Light snow fell on her gray silver hair, and the weak sunlight seemed to give her a halo.

The old lady didn't say anything unnecessary.

But the meaning is obvious, it is to agree with them to come in.

Yes.

The years have softened this old man who is over half a century old.

It understated all the past events that Ye Mian didn't know about.

No one brought it up again, and there was no imaginary dispute.

Last year's couplet paper has missing a corner, fluttering in the cold wind.

Grandma Ye was frying spring pancakes in the kitchen, and Father Ye helped without saying a word.

When she came out to cool the pancakes, Grandma Ye pointed to a door and said to Ye Mian, "That's your room."

Ye Mian went over with her luggage.

Only then did I realize that the bed and wardrobe had been tidied up.

The maroon solid wood cabinet was polished brightly, and there was a blue and white floral quilt inside.

The bed sheets and pillows are also in floral style, and the navy blue fabric is brand new. When you smell it up close, you can smell the smell of soap and sunshine.

The light came in, and it was extra soft and warm.

Look at the clean room.

Ye Mian blinked her eyes, realizing that grandma had already prepared for their arrival.

She sat on a wooden chair, took out her mobile phone to take a photo of the room, and sent Jiang Chen the scenery she took along the way.

Her fingers crossed the voice button. In such a warm environment, her voice unconsciously became softer.

"It's really nice here. I've arrived at grandma's house successfully. This is the room I want to live in."

Soon, she also received a message from Jiang Chen.

Also a video and a voice.

Judging from the video, he seems to be at a high altitude, and the viewing angle of the video is high, looking down like a pasture of a villa.

Two or three white horses moved leisurely around the railing.

Coincidentally, the sun in both places is very good today, and in the clear lens, the grassland is all dry green.

Turn on the voice, and Jiang Chen's voice rang out.

"I'll be waiting for you in Wencheng."

The tone of voice was still so cold and gentle, Ye Mian could think of his clear eyebrows and eyes when he heard it.

Ye Mian was basking in the warm winter sun while typing a reply.

[Good Mian: When your feet recover, I will bring you here to play again, you will definitely like it. 】

[Jiang Chen: Okay, I have a job to do later, what will you do at night?Do you watch TV with your family? 】

television?

Ye Mian recalled the old-fashioned TV series with a thick case that was placed on the cabinet when she first entered the door.

It's been a long time since the beginning of the year.

Putting it in the city is a style that has been eliminated long ago.

[Good Sleep: The TV at my grandma's house looks a bit old, I don't know if it can be played. 】

[Jiang Chen: Okay, let me get busy first. 】

Knowing that he was busy, Ye Mian replied yes, took a deep breath, and left the room.

In the afternoon, Grandma Ye was sitting on the porch basking in the sun. She was holding a half-embroidered insole in her hand. She seemed sleepy. She squinted her eyes and let the sun shine on her body.

Father Ye lit a fire in the yard and asked Ye Mian to cook it.

Grandma Ye opened her eyes after hearing this, and took out a basket of sweet potatoes from the corner of the kitchen and handed it to Ye Mian, her brows still furrowed.

"Bake it and eat it."

Ye Mian quite liked this grandma who had a cold face and a warm heart, so she took the sweet potato and threw it into the fire.

Grandma Ye glanced at her, took out the sweet potatoes with rusty tongs, and buried them under the coals.

Ye Mian was startled to realize that the sweet potatoes were baked like this, no wonder when she and Jiang Yuan roasted them before, three of the five sweet potatoes turned into black charcoal.

And Grandma Ye's eyes were quiet, as if she was saying that the dolls in the city are like this, and it's normal to not understand anything.

She also sat by the fire, imitating Grandma Ye's posture and basking in the sun.

Ancestor and grandson were quiet for a long time.

Grandma Ye took out a mint candy from her pocket like a magic trick, and handed it to Ye Mian.

"Sweet mouth."

Ye Mian reached out to take it, her fingertips touched grandma's soft and old skin, and her heart throbbed warmly.

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