Lin Zimu

The old lady is a person who will fall to the ground if pushed by anyone, but she can scare Grandma Lin.The people of the Lin family are not fierce in front of the old lady, and Grandma Lin has been under the control of the old lady since she married into the Lin family. Although the old lady doesn't care about anything now, she still dare not disobey her in her heart.Grandpa Lin was a filial son, and the old lady was getting older, so he would not hurt her heart, so Grandma Lin had to hand over the money and gave it to the old lady.

The old lady said to the people of the Li family: "Zimu will follow me from now on. If you remember Jiaoniang, come and see him. I don't worry about who will put the money."

"With the words of the old lady, we can rest assured." The little uncle said.

"Zimu, you can come to uncle's house to play in the future." The aunt stepped forward and patted Lin Zimu's head.

"Thank you, old lady, for caring about Zimu." The second aunt also said.

Lin Zimu's aunt, that is, Li Jiaoniang's sister, has not spoken.This aunt is a rather intelligent woman who has always spoken very little.

Li Jiaoniang's parents have passed away, and the Li family's affairs are all discussed by the brothers, and now Lin Zimu's affairs are like this for the time being.They can stand out for Lin Zimu, but they are unwilling to raise Lin Zimu.But this intention is enough.

In Grandma Lin's heart, Lin Zimu is not her grandson, but Lin Zimu is Li Jiaoniang's son, so the Li family is willing to come forward.Perhaps, even if Lin Zimu is Lin Dalang's son, in Grandma Lin's eyes, it is nothing. The biggest thing is to give him a bite to eat, and it is impossible for Grandma Lin to raise him to study.

Some people don't like a person, it has nothing to do with blood.

"Grandmother." Lin Zimu came to the old lady, hugged her and cried.

"Zimu doesn't matter. When you grow up, you have to live up to it." The old lady hugged Lin Zimu.The old lady has lived her whole life and can see everything.Regardless of whether her son is promising or not, at this age she no longer cares about it, and she can't care about it anymore.All she can do is to take care of the child before she dies, hoping to take care of him to grow up.

It has been half a month since Lin Dalang and Li Jiaoniang passed away.For the past half month, Lin Zimu hadn't spoken a word, and every night he went to sleep, and then wept silently.Sitting at the door during the day, looking at the only road at the door of the house.His parents walked this road countless times, and he knelt all the way to send his parents' remains to the grave.

this road

Lin Zimu trembled in his body, hugging his knees.

Mom and dad

school.

Yan Lin lay on the table, staring at the front.And the place in front was empty, that place originally belonged to Lin Zimu.And Lin Zimu hasn't come to class for half a month.Yan Lin was a bit bored, he already knew what the teacher taught, and his family had already taught him, so every time he went to class, he felt very bored.

Jingle Bell

The bell for the end of get out of class rang, and it was time for school to end.

Yang Youfeng was the first to get up and was about to run out of the classroom, but Yan Lin quickly blocked Yang Youfeng's way. "What are you doing?" Yang Youfeng asked.

"That Lin Zimu hasn't come to school for a long time, what's wrong with him?" Yan Lin asked with some embarrassment.

"His parents are dead." Yang Youfeng said something, and then left, but when he reached the door, he turned his head, "I'm going to his house now, and I'll ask him to come to my house for dinner, do you want to come together?"

"I'm fine." Yan Lin said immediately.