Grandpa doesn't eat your shit

Zhou Ya tidied up and came out of the bathroom, only to find that Gu Jianghe was not in the room.

He froze for a moment, and then found that Gu Jianghe's clothes were gone.

Walking to the bed, I picked up my phone and looked at it.

Gu Jianghe sent him a message 10 minutes ago, saying that he was in the next room and told him to go to bed early after taking a shower and not to think too much.

Then there are some words of comfort.

Zhou Ya looked at the news, and after a while, she laughed at herself.

He looked at the wall, stretched out his hand, pressed against the wall, and said softly: "I told you not to be too nice to me."

Obviously not going to accept it, obviously avoiding it.

Why bother?

I will have a hard time letting go.

He looked at the wall, tears streaming down his face.

sleepless nights.

When Gu Jianghe came to call him, he opened the door, his clothes were neat, his eyes were red, and his nose was red and swollen.

Gu Jianghe hesitated for a moment, but before he could say any words of concern, Zhou Ya took a step forward, interrupted him, and said, "Let's go."

Gu Jianghe had no choice but to follow him out.

The high-speed rail tickets were next to each other, so Zhou Ya went in first and sat by the window.

He didn't sleep all night, and he knew that talking to Gu Jianghe would be embarrassing, so he decided to sleep with his eyes closed.

Flipping through the bag, he found an eye mask, and was about to take it out when he suddenly remembered that this was also a gift from Gu Jianghe.

He was silent for a moment, frowned, put it down as if nothing had happened, and pulled his hand out of the bag.

Then he hugged the bag in his arms, pulled the hat over his head, turned towards the window, and closed his eyes.

Gu Jianghe turned his head and looked at him, all he could see was his tight jawline and his knuckles tightly clutching Bao.

The two changed cars several times along the way, and Zhou Ya began to close her eyes as soon as she got in the car.

Gu Jianghe didn't know whether he was asleep or not.

They were silent all the way, and finally turned back to the village.

Zhou Shuran was also notified, and rushed over overnight last night.

with his parents.

Zhou Ya got off the car and saw a familiar figure standing at the door.

His head was in a daze, and before he could react, his adoptive mother turned her head and looked over.

The two looked at each other, both a little dazed.

Gu Jianghe stopped the car and went to move the wreaths.

When moving over, I saw Zhou Ya standing there without moving, looking at the woman at the door.

He subconsciously wanted to call Zhou Ya, but stopped again, put the wreath away, and then went to find Gillian.

Gillian was making tea in the house, and when she saw Gu Jianghe approaching, she looked behind him, wondering, "Why is it only you? Where's Brother Ya?"

Gu Jianghe was silent for a while, and asked instead: "I saw a man wearing a cheongsam standing at the door, who is it, why have I never seen it before?"

"Oh, that, Brother Shu Ran and his mother," Gillian replied casually, "I came here with Brother Shu Ran last night, and she paid for the funeral things here."

He continued to ask: "Where is Brother Ya? Haven't you come yet?"

When Gu Jianghe heard that it was Zhou Shuran's mother, he frowned.

No wonder Zhou Ya's expression was not right just now.

He picked up a cup of tea from the table, twirled it in his hand, looked up at Gillian, and said, "Your Brother Ya is still at the door, he didn't sleep all night last night, go and see him, over here I come."

When Gillian heard that Zhou Ya hadn't slept all night, she immediately became anxious.

It was too late to think about why Gu Jianghe was so kind-hearted today, and gave himself the opportunity to accompany Zhou Ya to comfort Zhou Ya.

She stuffed the things in Gu Jianghe's hand, said that you should take care of it, and ran out immediately.

Zhou Ya didn't expect to see her adoptive mother again, but it was in such a situation.

He stood there with a blank mind.

It was the adoptive mother who was the first to react and shouted: "Baby..."

I'm going to come over.

Just two steps away, the adoptive father wiped his hands and muttered impatiently, and came out of the kitchen, and saw the adoptive mother staring blankly.

He frowned and clicked his tongue: "What are you looking at..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhou Ya who was also standing there blankly.

So he frowned even deeper, he took a step forward, put his adoptive mother behind him, and said to Zhou Ya in a not-so-gentle tone: "Your grandfather passed away and you don't know how to come back sooner?"

Zhou Ya was a little amused by his reprimand.

In what capacity is this reprimanding him?Some warm-hearted elder?

Father Zhou got angry when he saw the sarcasm on his face, and began to teach him with a straight face: "What expression do you have?! Did you say something wrong! You..."

Seeing the situation, the adoptive mother immediately stopped Zhou's father: "Speak less!"

He smiled apologetically at Zhou Ya again: "You b... Your uncle didn't mean that, so don't take it to heart."

Zhou Ya's heart ached when she changed her words temporarily.

It turns out that you can still feel pain even if you are numb.

He suddenly felt exhausted all over his body and mind, and he really didn't want to see them anymore, so he hummed his head and walked around them.

After walking past, I heard the adoptive father complaining to the adoptive mother, saying look at his attitude!

The adoptive mother persuaded him, saying why do you care so much, it's not your own son.

Zhou Ya pursed her lips tightly, straightened her back, and walked quickly.

Go faster, faster, and you won't hear what they're saying.

He rushed into the temporary shed as if fleeing for his life, just in time to bump into Gillian who came out to look for him.

When A-Jiao saw him, her eyes lit up, she immediately raised a smile, and wanted to say something.

Seeing Zhou Yazhi rushing into the house as if she hadn't seen her.

She froze for a moment, a little confused.

Why does Yago look a little...

Can't say it, as if trying to hold back something.

She had no choice but to go back to the table and continue making tea.

While talking to Gu Jianghe.

Gu Jianghe also saw Zhou Ya just now.

When Zhou Ya rushed over, she saw him and was obviously stunned for a moment, so she buried her head deeper and ran into the house.

He sprinkled a handful of beans into the glass and sighed inwardly.

The child looked like he was about to cry immediately, and he was afraid of being seen by others.

If it wasn't for last night...

He went over to persuade.

Now that he can't go up or down like this, he tried to persuade him, but he was afraid that the more he persuaded, the more counterproductive it would be.

Gillian was still nagging, saying what happened to Ya Ge leaving in such a hurry?He asked Gu Jianghe again: "Did you bully him again on the road?"

To some extent, Gu Jianghe, who could indeed be said to have "bullied" Zhou Ya, was inevitably a little guilty.

He rubbed his nose, and then started rambling again: "You bitch, you know what a fart, your brother Ya is about to pee, he can't hold it anymore, that's why he walked so fast."

Gillian: "?"

She couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when she heard such a vulgar sentence.

Also a little embarrassed.

Twitching for a while, he whispered: "But isn't there a toilet in front?"

Gu Jianghe picked up a soybean and stuffed it into his mouth, and replied deliriously: "You don't understand, the new toilet won't come out, your brother's obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Gillian, whose face was flushed by the imagination in her head, half understood: "Oh."

Then he made a silent note in his heart that Ya Ge couldn't urinate in the new toilet.

Inexplicably, Zhou Ya, who had been programmed with obsessive-compulsive disorder, sat on the bed, looking out the window, her mind drifting away.

After a long time, there was a knock on his door.

He came back to his senses and shouted: "It's okay, come in."

Then the adoptive mother opened the door, and looked over eagerly.

Zhou Ya didn't expect it to be her, and suddenly choked up, her eyes flushed uncontrollably.

The adoptive mother came in, turned back and forth, closed the door gently, then turned to look at him, and sighed.

She stood there and asked him softly, "I heard you were admitted to Tongji?"

Zhou Ya unconsciously tightened her fingers, lowered her head, and hummed.

The foster mother looked at him.

Over the past year, Zhou Ya has grown a lot, she has grown taller, she has turned darker, and the baby fat on her face has also faded a lot, making her look like a little adult.

But she lowered her head aggrievedly, and when she wrapped her fingers around her, she still vaguely looked at the child who held her arm, looked at her obediently, and shouted sweetly, saying that I like my mother the most. shadow.

For no reason, she felt sour in her heart.

Going forward, he stroked Zhou Ya's hair lightly, and said with a smile, "Why did you cut your hair like this?"

With a smile on his mouth, when he spoke, he brought a vibrato.

Mother Zhou wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and sat next to Zhou Ya.

Zhou Ya trembled when she put her hand on top of her head. Hearing this, she reached out and stroked her hair on the sideburns. She said in a hoarse voice, "Military training, the instructor cut it."

His hair was long, and he was going to cut it short, but he never went.

On the first day of the military training, I was called by the instructor and called out, and then I learned the instructor's haircutting skills.

Like a dog chewing.

As soon as the training was over, he immediately went back to the dormitory and repaired it himself.

But still a bit of a mess.

Now that his adoptive mother mentioned it, he suddenly felt embarrassed and had the urge to put on his hat.

He grabbed the brim of his hat and was about to put it on his head, but his adoptive mother stopped him and said, "It's all right, it's good-looking, and it's spirited."

Zhou Ya raised her eyes slightly and looked at her.

The two people looked at each other, one with timid temptation, the other with wet eyelashes nostalgia.

After a long silence, the sound of cannons sounded outside, and they all came back to their senses.

They looked out of the window and waited for the gunfire to stop.

After quieting down, the adoptive mother spoke again and asked him, "Are you still used to living here?"

"Well," Zhou Ya nodded, "They all treat me very well."

It's just that my luck is too thin to keep all the good ones.

The adoptive mother nodded in relief: "That's good, that's good."

Then fell into an awkward silence.

After a while, the adoptive mother stood up and said, "Xiaoran should come to see me. I'll go there first. You can take a break and go see your grandpa."

Zhou Ya hummed.

Then listened to the adoptive mother walking towards the door, opened the door, and walked out.

The moment the door opened, the noise from outside, the sound of talking, the sound of suona and gongs poured in.

Then the foster mother clicked and closed the door.

Shut out all the hustle and bustle again.

The door was quiet, only his suppressed crying could be heard.

The author has something to say:

I don't know how you feel when you watch it

I cry while writing

fuckin' head hurts from crying

It's so hard to write!I really can't write well, I can't write what I want to write at all.

I want to write really good cry

After writing it out, I feel that it is not good enough to cry. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo