"Cough, cough, cough..."

"Oh my God, it's always gray, and the weather is getting colder and colder."

In the early morning, at the entrance of a farmhouse hall, the boy was holding a fan in his hand and cooking a pot of Chinese medicine, turning a deaf ear to the voices of the visitor.

He was focused and mastered the temperature.

When he felt someone approaching in the back of his eyes, he saw the person coming tremblingly, and his face was filled with a smile. This was his grandmother Li Xiuqin.

"You are nineteen this year, you can't say it or hear it. How can you get married in the future?"

"I'm old now, and I can't save much money for you with this pension."

"It's all my fault that I didn't take good care of you back then, which made you have such an accident."

Li Xiuqin knew that no matter what she said, the boy named Zhang Ji in front of her could not hear it.

She walked into the living room with two white plastic bags, two meat buns and a cup of soy milk in her hand, and placed them on the old Eight Immortals table. Because she had used it for too long, the weather was wet, and there were a little mold spots on it, which could not be wiped off.

Her hand, holding the straw, opened the plastic bag and trembled slightly, and with a waving sound, she pierced the cover of the soy milk film.

"Ah, ah..." Zhang Ji picked up the medicine pot, as if he was saying, "The medicine was boiled, and he carefully poured it on the earthen pottery bowl on the Eight Immortals Table."

"Xiao Ji, eat it quickly." Li Xiuqin opened the plastic bag of meat buns, and the hot steam emanated from it.

Zhang Ji sat down, took a bite of the bun, sipped with a soy milk, and smiled silly.

Global climate change showed signs of a hundred years ago, when small island countries in the ocean sank due to earthquakes.

Eighty years ago, a small island country was swallowed up by a tsunami and disappeared from then on.

Sixty years ago, people from countries near the north and south died inexplicably. The countries jointly investigated but found no reason and left it alone.

As a result, extreme weather around the world has frequently appeared and natural disasters have continued.

Twenty or thirty years ago, volcanoes erupted and the climate suddenly cooled down around the world. One country after another lost contact, losing global trade, food, and economy were hit hard in all aspects.

Evil haze, acid rain, frost and snow, and thunderstorms gradually swallowed up the world.

Only in Xia Kingdom, the underground dragon vein formed a natural barrier, was not completely eroded by the harsh climate.

However, the living environment has deteriorated and many children were abandoned.

Li Xiuqin is a retired teacher and should have enjoyed her age.

I saw some babies who were thrown away on the road, and knew that if they were not taken away, they would be eaten by extremely hungry wild cats, wild dogs and mice.

I couldn't bear it, so I picked up one and found a second one.

If you pick a few more, someone will know about her and sneakily put the child at the door of Li Xiuqin's house.

Therefore, the family strongly opposed it, but doing things starts and ends. Li Xiuqin sold her house, and her children became enemies with her because of the house.

In order to save living costs, she ran to the countryside outside Xiacheng Island and built such a small courtyard.

Year by year, some parents of children come to claim when their children grow up and have the energy to work and make money.

They are their own flesh and blood. Even though Li Xiuqin has feelings, she hopes that her children can come to her parents.

Some children never come back when they grow up and go out to work, especially after getting married and having children.

Li Xiuqin has exhausted her savings, has been overworked over the years, and has become sick all over the place, and her biological children have never seen her.

"For all children, you and Zhou Jun are the ones who are the most filial."

"He is now in the army and his wife is married, so he is busy."

"If you weren't deaf and dumb, your pretty look would have been missed by the girls of good people."

Zhang Ji nodded and smiled silly.

"I know I'm giggling every day. Do you know that I'm praising you or scolding you?" Li Xiuqin held up the earthen pottery bowl with both hands, took a sip of the medicine, and said with a smile.

"You feel warm all over when you drink the medicine you boil, and you feel hot. Every time I boil the medicine, I get over my head. I don't want to drink it after taking a few sips. It's so bitter."

She originally thought that her children would understand her if they grew up, but she didn't even say a greeting over the years. The feeling of her heart was conceivable.

At this time, Zhang Ji took out a big white milk candy from his pocket and put it in front of her: "Ahhh..."

"Little bastard, the last time I ate this candy, I stuck all my dentures and almost fell to the ground!" Li Xiuqin pointed at her dentures and poked the candy back: "You should take them with you. When you are in the pharmacy, give them to those girls who don't like taking medicine!"

"Maybe there is really a girl who has eaten a bite of candy and fall in love with you!"

Zhang Ji scratched his head embarrassedly, and then put the big white rabbit in his pocket.

He can actually hear it, but he can only hear the truest emotional voices in other people's hearts.

That accident that year made Zhang Ji suddenly become a deaf and mute person, and then he kept having a repeated dream every day. There was a dark building in the dream, and the door could not be pushed open.

As he pushed, he found that he could hear other people's voices.

Five years ago, he was thirteen years old.

That year, Li Xiuqin took Zhang Ji to borrow money from each family.

During the Chinese New Year, the family couldn't make it easy. Zhou Jun also had to study, and there were expenses everywhere.

He could clearly remember Li Xiuqin's helpless and desperate appearance back then. If Mr. Lin from Chengmingtang hadn't paid some money, he would have been unable to survive that winter.

Zhang Ji wanted to repay him, so he helped do odd jobs, boil medicine in Chengmingtang, and also included food and accommodation, which could be regarded as reducing the burden on Li Xiuqin.

For Zhang Ji, the biggest wish in his life is to give his grandmother good living conditions and give her some support for her.

At this time, the iron door outside the bungalow was closed and pushed open.

The young man in military uniform was heroic and upright, and the woman next to him stood tall and graceful.

"Oh, Zhou Jun, you are back!" Li Xiuqin stood up with some difficulty. She didn't even bother to finish the medicine. She smiled happily at the woman beside him: "Yang Li is here too. Sit down, I'll make tea for you!"

"Grandma, what are you doing? I have hands and feet, and I'm not an outsider. Just do it yourself!" Zhou Jun held a bag of oranges in one hand, put it on the table, put the pork belly in the other hand in the kitchen, preparing to make tea and chat, full of joy.

The woman named Yang Li smiled a little far-fetchedly. She looked at the long bench dark and shiny. She couldn't have such patina without using it for decades. She couldn't help but frown and looked disgusted.

When Li Xiuqin saw it, she quickly picked up the rag and wanted to wipe the chair. She suddenly found that the rag was a bit worn, so she changed it to a towel for her own face washing. She took out a relatively new plastic chair and wiped it cleanly. She smiled and said, "Yang Li, sit down quickly."

Yang Li then reluctantly sat down, put a tote bag for clothes on the ground, held her brand new bag in both hands, and opened a short distance from the old Eight Immortals Table.

"Why do you want to come to such a ghost place?" Yang Li felt disgusted.

When Zhang Ji heard all this, his face froze. Seeing that his grandmother was still looking happy, he just thought he didn't know.

Yang Li looked at the bowl of medicine on the table, frowned, and covered her nose with her fingers.

When Li Xiuqin saw it, she quickly took away her medicine bowl.

Zhang Ji knew that she was unable to move, so he quickly put the medicine pot into the kitchen.

At this time, Zhou Jun walked into the hall with a thermos bottle and an iron tea tray, and while burning the tea set, he smiled and said, "Grandma, stop working, I'll do it myself."

"It's been cold lately. Yang Li has been talking about seeing you. She has bought you a piece of clothes. She has been choosing them for a long time."

Zhou Jun winked at Yang Li, then she hooked her handbag with one finger and placed it on the table, and smiled and said, "Grandma, this is for you."

"Yang Li, you'll be very happy if you can come to grandma. How can you make money?" Li Xiuqin was a little at a loss because she was not prepared for anything.

"It's okay, grandma, if you don't accept it, Yang Li won't dare to come next time." Zhou Jun picked up the tote bag and put it in Li Xiuqin's hand, and said, "Hurry up and put it in the room."

"Okay, okay!" Li Xiuqin's eyes were a little wet, and she hugged her handbag and returned to her room.

Touching her pocket, she walked towards a drawer.

Seeing Li Xiuqin go back to the house, Zhou Jun looked at Zhang Ji, pointed at Li Xiuqin, patted his chest, and then gave him a thumbs up.

Zhang Ji nodded repeatedly, gave a thumbs up, indicating that Li Xiuqin was in good health recently.

Zhou Jun picked up a stack of banknotes, put them in Zhang Ji's hand, and gestured with a few gestures: "You usually buy more nutritious things for grandma, and you should save some money on yourself, so you can get married in the future."

Zhang Ji took the money and put it in his pocket.

Seeing this scene, Yang Li stood up, her face turned cold, and she cursed in her heart: "I know how to send money to the outside day by day. One is immortal and the other is two fools. What can I do to give them money?"

Zhang Jizun was there and wanted to take out the money and return it to Zhou Jun. Even if he couldn't hear the voice of his heart, he knew that the other party was unhappy.

But at this time, Li Xiuqin had already walked out, holding a brand new red envelope in her hand. Seeing her get up, she hurriedly said, "Yang Li, sit down quickly and don't be dissatisfied."

"Grandma, we won't sit down. It's the end of the year, Zhou Jun has many tasks." Yang Li just wanted to leave immediately.

Li Xiuqin was stunned, paused, and smiled and said, "Yes, if you become a soldier, you are a public servant, and time is not yours."

"Grandma's little thoughts, it's the Chinese New Year. I wish you a child as soon as possible and a peaceful life." Li Xiuqin put the red envelope in Yang Li's hand.

Yang Li smiled, took the thin red envelope, didn't say anything, and thought to herself: "Just this little money, you can really do business."

Zhang Ji's face became even more gloomy, and he lowered his head and did not speak.

Zhou Jun had no choice but to get up and smooth things over, "Grandma, it's really the end of the year and the task is tight."

He patted Zhang Ji on the shoulder, pointed to the oranges on the table, and said, "It's okay to peel some oranges for grandma to relieve phlegm and relieve cough."

Zhang Ji nodded, reassuring him.

"Grandma, then let's go." Zhou Jun saw that Yang Li had already walked to the door and had no choice but to leave.

Zhang Ji helped Li Xiuqin and sent them to the door.
To be continued...