Trafford’s Trading Club

This side of the village highway, Grandma Haru's house door was open and the lights were shining out.

After sunset, the sky brightens slightly. An old man walked by slowly carrying a basket. He lives on this side of the old house.

The old man looked in curiously at the door that was lying open, saw the whole house, and also saw Grandma Chun, who was blushing, and stood still for a moment.

Most old people know their destiny, and the closer they get, the clearer they become.

“Bull, are you back with the fish?” Grandma Haru walked up to the door and looked at the old man with the basket and smiled.

“Ah Chun-sister-in-law, how...” The old cow seemed to realize something.

"'Come in and have a quick meal,' said Grandmother Haru. You live alone, so you don't have to go back and cook your own food. Come on, come on. ”

Looking at Grandma Haru, the old cowboy nodded and crossed the threshold. He saw the big and small people in the living room.

Are you sad? The old cow was sad himself. Older, one who knows, one who laughs, one who mixes his mouth, one who goes down, one who plays rice cake, always leaves.

Maybe he'll be next.

So the old cow looked at the grandchildren of Haru, who even squeezed out an ugly smile, "Well, I'm such a bad old man, why don't you have a meal? Come on, Lo Shan, Lo Minh, get some white. ”

“Uncle Niu, sit down.” Los Angeles hurried out of a position to greet the old cow and sit down.

Grandma Haru had already brought out a bottle of wine from the living room cabinet and smiled: "Bull, drink more, I'm waiting for you to sing a play! ”

After several times the stomach, the old cow caught a peanut rice in his mouth and chewed it, squinting his eyes and thinking. Shortly afterwards, the old bull sang a song that passed down the Qin Huai small note.

Kids don't understand, they're not interested, they're arguing about watching TV. Bigger ones don't dare to make a sound, but they also feel bored.

Luoshan's eyes became red when he heard it, because his wife had reddened her eyes before him.

Luoshan's elder brother, Grandma Haru's eldest son, held a small glass of wine, and a dollar of white wine just like that, remembered that when he was very young, the village came to sing the team.

For the most part, immerse yourself in the memory of your age.

Only Grandma Haru hugged the smallest, but a two-year-old granddaughter patted the child behind her back gently and put her face on her face.

This is, after all, the youngest child, long asleep.

Grandma Chun smiled with a smile. As if she were saying, the child is a good boy.

“I'll take the call. ”

Lozanne suddenly picked up the phone and said softly next to her mother, standing up and pointing at her phone and walking away.

She just left the house, couldn't help but cover her mouth and ran out of the yard outside the house, squatting alone.

But she realized she couldn't do that, so she quickly rubbed her eyes around her and stood up and saw someone sitting on a small wall by the garden.

When…

Roxanne just reacted, seemingly not long after eating from the beginning, Rocchu unwittingly disappeared from the eyes of the crowd... at the same time, it seemed that no one noticed this.

“What are you doing here?” Roxanne approached and said something very nosy.

Rocciu glanced at Roxanne and pulled a packet of tissues out of her clothes and sent it out. Lozanne was awkward for a while, knowing that the scene was probably seen.

Let's just wipe it. We can't go back like this. Think about it, she took the paper towel.

Rochu suddenly looked at Roxanne and said, "I'm taking pictures. ”

Lozanne just noticed that in Lotsch's arms, there was a camera that looked quite antique, with a golden shell. Rochu walked down now, "Want to see? ”

In front of the camera, there was a faded yellow image facing the door of the house. Lozanne doesn't know anything about cameras, but she doesn't think it's going to be at least some kind of entry-level thing.

“I... can I take a picture? ”

“Absolutely. ”

“How and how? ”

Boss Los Angeles smiled, pointing to the method used by Los Angeles.

Lozanne approached some of the doors and secretly ingested the living room full of halls. Unconsciously, she felt the ice slide off her face.

“You... you turn around. ”

Lochu nodded his head and turned around, feeling a slight pressure on his shoulder, which was Roxanne pillowing herself with her eyes across her palm.

“My parents have been working outside, and I've been a grandmother ever since I was a kid, watching them grow up. ”

“Do you want Grandma Haru to stay with you? ”

“Who doesn't want to keep their loved ones company?” Roxanne cries back and asks: "But life and death are uncertain, nature changes, what can be done? I have seen many of the patients' families in the hospital, and in the face of this situation, I have no choice. When we have no way to save a man, we can only allow nature to take him away completely, and we are the most powerless in the face of death. ”

“Doctor reason.” Lochu said softly.

Fortunately, there is an ideal… the boss thought of it silently.

“What do you mean? Are you talking about me in cold blood? ”

“No.” Rochu shook his head, "I just felt it was nice for Grandma Haru to have offspring like you. ”

“What's good...” Roxanne Phantom: “What's good? ”

“This village…” said Lochu softly: “I've seen one of you young besides Lochuang. Though there are others today, they must have been called back. Working in a hospital in town. It's a long road. It's hard to walk, isn't it? ”

“I don't know what you're talking about. ”

"In the daytime, it feels like this new row of houses across the village road is looking very busy," said Rochu Soft. But in the evening. You see, there aren't many lights on, and it's not much different from the old house over here. ”

“Of course, these new houses, they're all under policy, because they're subsidized, and each house only starts to build. ”

Lozanne rubbed it into a bunch of paper towels and rubbed her eyes together, looking forward, “Conditionally, she moved into town long ago. Unconditional, or capable of wanting to break in, most also work outside, not coming back many times a year. The rest, like Uncle Lo Shan, still insist on plantations, but not much. So, isn't it normal to be empty? ”

“Then why did you stay in this town? I heard Lorraine mention that you quit a good hospital before you went to a hospital in town. ”

Rossan felt some chill, holding her hands, shaking her head: "Doctors can be anywhere, work the same... but here, it's too cold. ”

On the side of the village road, only two or three lights of two households were lit. There was very little voice. What was implicitly heard was the sound of the television. The children occasionally laughed or cried, and it was really cold.

“Isn't that ridiculous?” Roxanne sighed and looked up at the night that had faded completely, "not to mention that every one of them was full of grandchildren, but also had relatives, who should have enjoyed their old years, but not many times a year at the end. This kind of development, I don't know, is good or not. ”

“It's almost time. Can I help you?” Rochu suddenly asked.

……

It's an old house in Rocchu, in the kitchen, and the water vapor is gushing out of the big iron pot on the stove, and the room is full of fragrant and sweet flavors.

The fireworks beneath the stove are bright red orange, not thriving, but very durable.

“What is this?” Roseanne frowned.

Lochu opened the lid and stirred it gently in an iron pot with a large spoon, "The boiled laurel syrup is done... well, see those bottles out there? Load it all in. ”

“How come you're here...” Lozanne looked consciously at Lotsch.

"" Grandmother Chun still has to cook, "said Rochu." There are so many people, of course there is not enough room. So, Soldier's right here to hang out. ”

“But... but not so fast, is it? ”

“Well, a little bit of a special approach.” Rochu understates the tape and spoons out some syrup, "taste it, it should be the same. ”

Roxanne subconsciously dipped a little finger on it and put it in her lips.

“Grandma Haru said it was for you.” Rochu whispered softly, “It's her, the only one who can leave you with a taste that will last longer. ”

“Is that why you... that's why you took so much off?” Lozanne looked at Lotsch, her eyes softened completely and her voice trembled.

Rochu didn't answer, smiling, "Sister Roxanne, aren't you going to help pack these cinnamon syrups? ”

Lozanne suddenly realized she was missing something.

……

“Is this the bottle with the most? ”

They walked out with a bottle of cinnamon syrup, and Lozanne stared at the basket on Rocho's hand and suddenly asked.

Rochu laughed, “Didn't you compare them all? ”

Roxanne grunted: “I always feel like you have more bottles on your side... in exchange, this is mine, I want the biggest one! ”

In front of the door, Grandma Haru was leaning against the door, and she would smile when she saw the two of them walking back with a basket.

Grandma Haru looked at them and said, "Let's have a reunion."