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Chapter 57 A Grandma

"Wow, that brother is so awesome..."

"Is the little sister's hair burned? Will she be okay?"

"Is she Red Boy..."

"Oh, she is a girl. Is Red Boy a boy or a girl..."

"Blue Fire, that's Blue Boy, haha..."

……

Zhu Guangfa couldn't remember how long it had been since his daughter was as lively as she was today.

The daughter surrounded her mother, chattering non-stop.

Du Xiuzhi originally wanted to keep it a secret and tease her, but she couldn't resist her nagging.

Zhu Guangfa stood on a chair and took down two bottles of wine from the counter.

Du Xiuzhi stood below and reached out to help catch it.

Zhu Guangfa widened his eyes and asked in surprise: "Why can you catch things?"

"You just realized it?" Du Xiuzhi rolled her eyes at him.

Then he said, "I don't know the details. Mr. Shen stretched out his fingers and made hand gestures, and I felt a faint blue light rushing towards me. Then I felt my body getting heavier, and I felt grounded. I no longer felt the feeling of being weak and light as if I was floating in the wind..."

"Although no one can see me, I feel like I am no different from a living person..."

This is not surprising. After all, the Lord of Nine Netherworlds has captured the wronged souls on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Not only can he start a war, but he can also charm people's hearts and absorb their essence. Although he is not a ghost cultivator, he has some ghost cultivator abilities under the blessing of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Zhu Guangfa was immediately cheered up when he heard this, and said excitedly: "Then let's go and beg Mr. Shen to let you stay with me forever."

“Do you think the two strands of energy I gave you are good things? If you are exposed to them for a long time, they will corrode your bodies and turn you into living dead…”

"Is it that serious?"

"So, Mom, how long can you stay with us?"

Zhu Tingting on the side was also not active, her little face was full of sadness, and Zhu Guangfa also looked serious.

"Okay, don't be like this. It's already a great blessing to be able to meet you again. Why force more?" Du Xiuzhi reached out and hugged the two of them.

Seeing his daughter sad, Zhu Guangfa quickly changed the subject and said, "These two bottles of wine, for Mr. Shen, aren't they too light?"

Du Xiuzhi smiled and said, "For Mr. Shen, whatever you give is too light. In this case, then give him your best gift."

"That's fine. We'll go outside and buy some more things. It wouldn't be nice to just give away two bottles of wine."

"But you're not willing to drink these two bottles of Xifeng?"

"Hehe~, I'll keep a thought for it." Zhu Guangfa scratched his head and smiled foolishly.

His words aroused the curiosity of Zhu Tingting next to him.

"What are you thinking?"

Du Xiuzhi smiled and explained, "This is the wine your father brought for your grandfather when he first visited my house. He also bought it with his first salary."

"But why doesn't grandpa drink now in my house?"

"No, because your grandpa was reluctant to drink it, so I brought it back."

Speaking of grandpa, Zhu Guangfa asked in a low voice: "Have you seen them?"

Du Xiuzhi shook her head and smiled, "Maybe it's because you took good care of me. I'm very satisfied with you and have no worries, so I left."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Guangfa just looked at her deeply, pursed his lips, and said faintly: "Not really..."

He has always been brooding over Du Xiuzhi's death and felt that he had not taken good care of her.
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Yin Xingyue’s hometown is a very small and remote village.

The village is basically populated by elderly people and children, and Yin Xingyue was once one of them.

However, she does not admit that she is a left-behind child, because her father died and did not go out to work but left her in the village. Sometimes, she is even a little happy about this.

Yin Xingyue's grandmother is called Yin Po, and everyone calls her that. Even Yin Xingyue doesn't know her real name. Even this surname is not her own, it is her grandfather's surname.

Grandma Yin had a hard life. She lost her husband when she was young, her son when she was old, and then her only granddaughter...

So Grandma Yin collapsed completely, her back couldn't straighten up, and she could only walk with a hunched back and her head down.

She walked slowly but carefully. She didn't know why she was still alive, but as far as she could see, she wouldn't die for a while.

Sometimes, living is actually a pain.

But for Grandma Yin, it was just like that, because she had suffered so much pain in her life that she became numb.

For her, there is no surprise in life, and no sadness in death.

Living is just living, there is no meaning.

However, the only thing that made her sigh often and feel regretful was taking her granddaughter Xiaoyue away from her mother.

She couldn't understand why Xiaoyue committed suicide. Isn't it better to be alive?
She often asked herself this question, but she didn't have the answer.

But she hoped that Xiaoyue would be alive, that she could see her and hear her call her grandma...

So she regretted it, regretted it very much, regretted it very much...

So her back became more hunched...

"I don't want to either..."

This is the phrase that Yin Po says most often.

but--

Xiaoyue has a puppy. The puppy is very obedient. As long as Xiaoyue calls her, the puppy will run up to her happily.

But one day, Grandma Yin asked her where the puppy was.
She smiled and said she divided it, half to her fourth uncle and half to Wang Dana in the west of the village.

She knew that she could not keep Xiaoyue by her side. She wanted to study like her father and go to a better place to study.

But why is this happening? I don’t want to do this either…

Grandma Yin regretted it.

She struggled to pull the small cart behind her. It was a gift from a small shop owner at the entrance of the village. He said it was a gift from a laundry detergent company. Old men and women in the city liked to use it to go shopping, so the owner gave her one to make it easier for her to pick up scraps.

At this time, her small cart was filled with junk, including cardboard boxes, plastic bottles, waste wire, etc.

Grandma Yin wanted to drag them to the town to sell them. The town was actually not far away, only about ten miles away, and it would only take half an hour to get there by bike.

But for the hunchbacked Grandma Yin, the town was far enough away that it took her half a day to walk back and forth.

Grandma Yin put her hands behind her back, pounded her waist, and stopped again.

But she didn't rest for too long, as she continued to pull the cart and continued on her way.

This time she felt much more relaxed, but she quickly realized that the feeling of lack of force was because someone was pushing her from behind.

She turned around and saw a familiar figure standing behind her, looking at her with a smile on his face.

"Grandma~"

Facing the afternoon sun, her smile became brighter.

Grandma Yin felt neither fear nor surprise, but only an indescribable calmness and joy.

She grinned, revealing a mouthful of broken teeth, and even every wrinkle on her face seemed to be filled with smiles.

"It's Xiaoyue." she said.

"Grandma~" Yin Xingyue called again.

"Are you here to pick up grandma?"

Death is actually something to be happy about.

(End of this chapter)