After returning from Zhijiang, Su Bao was depressed for several days.

Mrs. Su thought of ways to make delicious food for her, thinking that something happened to her when she went out and her 'cultivation' was damaged.

As a result, she opened the door and ran down happily: "Grandma, what are you going to eat today?"

Mrs. Su's heart finally relaxed. Looking at Su Bao's sunny face, she always felt a little sad.

The child recovers really quickly, but... other children don't have to face it at all.

"Your sixth uncle said that when he was in Zhijiang, Su Bao liked fish ball soup and Jinfen noodles very much, so grandma also made them at home." The old lady said kindly: "Go and wash your hands quickly, try it and see if grandma is cooking properly.

Not authentic.”

Su Bao was happy: "Yeah!"

"Sou Fenfen, Suo Fenfen~" she muttered happily.

Mrs. Su smiled: "Who taught you that?"

What kind of fans are you? It’s true. Anyone who doesn’t know it will probably misunderstand it.

Su Bao said: "People over there in Zhijiang, when they eat noodles, they like to call it Suo Noodles."

Mrs. Su: "..."

After dinner, Su Bao went to help Uncle Six move.

Uncle Six chose a place, and Su Bao moved the things out with a hiss.

Uncle Six is ​​very bald.

It was easy to move when we moved, and all the dust on the walls was scraped off and taken away.

But it’s not that easy when moving out. First of all, take out the floor tiles... and decorate and lay the floor tiles.

It is impossible to remove the plaster from the wall and repaint it.

Then take out the hard part and install it bit by bit.

The last step is to install his messy things...

Anyway, it would be endless in a few months, so Su Bao occasionally went over and took out the "decoration materials" while the workers were away.

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was the seventh death anniversary of the deceased grandma.

Su Bao still habitually summoned the old lady's soul to come up, preparing to give her salvation and allow her to be reincarnated.

Su Hewen set up a camera, and several children nestled in Su Jinmo's room.

Su Jinmo looked nervous, staring at the camera and wondering if he could really see a ghost... Was it a coincidence last time or has it always been like this?

If this camera can really see ghosts, he can't even compare to his nephew. Hasn't he read all the books in vain in the past twenty years...

In the end, Su Bao just lit three incense sticks and burned the yellow paper, when suddenly and silently, the figure of an old lady appeared in front of him.

It was the old lady who lay curled up and died that day during the typhoon.

Su Jinmo felt that the hair all over her body was exploding, her hair was numb, and her whole body was numb.

Damn camera!

In the camera, the old lady slowly turned her head and looked over...

At the same time, the door suddenly opened with a creak.

Su He asked: "Damn it, ow——"

Su Jinmo: "Wipe! Chacha!"

Mrs. Su stood at the door.

The excitement of this combination of fantasy and reality... made Su Jinmo and Su Hewen, uncle and nephew, hug each other.

Su Hewen on the side: "..." Speechless!

Mrs. Su said inexplicably: "What are you shouting?"

She was holding a tray with a bowl of white rice and a chicken.

Mrs. Su nagged: "Su Bao, grandma knows that you are kind-hearted and wants to pay homage to that old grandma, but why are you hiding in the room?"

"Next time, would you like to go to the back of the garden? If your sixth uncle's room is burned down, your sixth uncle will have to sleep in the garden."

Su Bao blinked innocently: "I understand, grandma."

Mrs. Su waved her hand, closed the door and went out.

She doesn't care much about the children's affairs.

But if you need help, she will help.

"Well... when we finish it later, we may not be able to eat this chicken... but it doesn't matter, it's just right for the general."

General passing by: "???"

It feels like it has been a little difficult to walk recently, and it can barely maintain its majestic and domineering lines by running ten kilometers with Uncle Mu every day.

Still eating?

The general fled quickly.

in the house.

The old lady was wearing a shroud, and her hair was still a little wet. If you look closely, she was not very well dressed. She probably didn't clean up her son's house properly when she was buried.

But she was very satisfied.

"I'm not cold anymore." She smiled and said, "Thank you so much..."

The old lady looked at Su Bao and sighed: "I didn't expect that I would end up troublesome for outsiders and cause trouble for you."

Su Bao shook his head: "Grandma, it's not troublesome. It's just that I have a problem that I don't understand."

The old lady said kindly: "You say."

Su Bao was confused: "I want to know, when your children were young, did you treat them badly? Why did they become like this when they grew up?"

The old lady couldn't help but feel disappointed and sighed: "I'm not doing them any harm."

Her children used to be very good. When they were young, they kept trying to snatch her away. One said, "This is my mother," and the other said, "I want a mother too!"

But when I grew up, I shied away from it, saying that she was your mother, and she was also your mother...

“In the past, whatever we had, we always gave it to several children.” The old lady recalled: “Whether it was food, drink, or new clothes, we always gave it to the children first.”

She was reluctant to work for them or let them suffer. She did all the housework at home directly, and she also directly cleaned up the rooms of several children.

"I thought I didn't feel sorry for them and treated them well." The old man sighed again: "But now I want to understand, sometimes..."

"Parents who are too selfless will breed selfishness in their children."

The old lady was disappointed: "My contribution only touched me."

“We used to do business, and when we were too busy during the holidays, we would ask them to help us, and they would help us from the beginning.”

The old lady thought about it and felt that her children were quite sensible in the past.

I have always said that I should study hard so that my parents won’t have to work so hard in the future.

But in fact, everything has its clues.

"The sons helped for a while, and then they said they needed to do homework, study, and prepare for exams... We thought studying was more important, so we quickly let them go."

"When eating, his father and I often find that the food is already half eaten as soon as we sit down. At that time, I think the child is hungry and eats first. It's okay."

"During the holidays, I cook a large table of dishes. When his father comes back from work, the table is messed up after finishing the meal. I often clean it up until midnight... Sometimes when the children get up to go to the toilet, they will say, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Stop being busy and take a rest."

The old lady laughed at herself. At that time, she even moved her children to be sensible, but was she really sensible? If she was really sensible, her mother would have to deal with it until midnight, and no one would come to help.

Then... I remember when my eldest son just went to college, the family was about to build a new house, and all the money was used to build the house.

"At this time, my eldest son said that all his classmates had laptops and he wanted them too, otherwise it would be difficult for him to attend class. We borrowed money to buy them for him..."

"My daughter is more sensible and stays to help, day by day, but she also complains."

Complaining that my elder brothers and younger brothers are not sensible, and complaining that my father is too indulgent to them.

"My daughter usually does a lot of cooking. Maybe it's because of this. When she grows up, she wants to leave home and doesn't want to do it anymore."

Su Bao nodded: "So she thinks it's unfair."
Chapter completed!