Trafford’s Trading Club

Until late at night, it was not clear that it was the late autumn wind and the early winter night wind, Grandma Haru said she was sleepy and wanted to go back to her room to rest.

The house began to cry slightly.

Grandma Haru summoned several sons and daughters to herself and began to tell them something. It's all a distribution of some inheritance or something.

But after they each had a bottle of cinnamon syrup on their hands, these children felt like they didn't care.

At least, right now.

No one knows if they will argue later, if they will make a scene.

In a very quiet environment, Grandma Haru finally closed her eyes slowly. Roseanne held on to the sorrow in her heart, guarded Grandma Haru's side, listened to her heartbeat and pinched her pulse.

Lozanne told people that there was just a little bit of air left, and people really couldn't do it. She said it was a time of retention, so no one dared go away.

……

There are people waiting elsewhere.

Outside the house in the small courtyard, under a cinnamon tree… Lochu stopped at this place.

A little bit of fluorescent little light, free in the yard, reflecting the soil and leaves, and golden white laurels.

“Son, when you get back, cut back a bar from here, and this head will grow. ”

“This one?” Rochu nodded, "Okay. ”

He looked shadowy and looked like Grandma Spring, her soul. Today's souls generally dissipate in the absence of any special circumstances, unless there are some hard thoughts.

“Do I have to carry this thing?” Grandma Haru stepped in front of Rochu and looked curiously at the mask on his face.

"I think that would be more appropriate," said Rochu softly. ”

Grandma Haru shook her head, reached out her hand and took it off for Rochu. “It's not necessary. You're you, at least I can feel it, you're still you. So I'd rather give me a ride back to someone who can call me Grandma than this cold mask. ”

“Well, I won't take it this time.” Lochu nodded.

Grandma Haru held Lochu's arm and walked in the courtyard. "Grandma, I still don't know what happened to you. Perhaps you can tell me, and I don't understand. But do you bring it with you when you work? ”

“Well, considering some of the circumstances. Like, dodging something or something.” Boss Lo nodded.

Grandma Haru stopped, looked up and smiled without saying a word.

Lochu just appealed: "It's hope, you can distinguish yourself. ”

“But you can't do it. ”

"That's true," said Rochu. Now there are times, sometimes... I don't know if it's me when I take it, or me when I take it off. Sometimes it's just a habit. ”

“Grandma, I don't read much, I don't have any culture, I don't understand.” Grandma Haru smiled.

Lo Qiu.

Grandma Haru went on to say, "But I remember your father used to say," If you can't figure something out, just hit it. "You can't break it, you can understand. I'm sure you can understand. ”

“He didn't talk about collision, he said recklessness, if you can't figure it out, it doesn't matter with his fist.” Lochu recalled.

“Really?” Granny Haru rejoiced, “It does sound like Rocky this guy's words... then Rocky, if you don't understand it, it's reckless, or if you don't understand it, it doesn't matter with your fist! Grandma's here for you! Okay?”

Grandma Haru squeezed her fist and did an encouraging look... obviously such an old man is leaving.

“Okay.” Lochu nodded slowly.

“Then… send me here.” Grandma Haru whispered softly, "Did he come to pick me up? ”

Lochu looked around and lit the fireworks, "Always there, waiting for you. ”

Under a laurel tree, light a firecracker and make a sound. He stood here silently, his eyes hollow and godless, but he stood here silently.

And an old man.

This is Grandma Haru's husband, she left years ago. The soul could not resist, so it was willing to be bound by the land and turned into a soul. His memory faded with years, and all that remained was thought.

He's been wandering around the house for years, raining and wind blowing, that's the same thing.

Grandma Haru actually knew that her husband was already there, especially after she was seriously ill, so she could feel it. So she's gonna come back, come back to this house, she knows he's waiting for her.

“Old man, wait a long time. ”

Grandma Haru let go of Rochu and walked step by step to the person under the tree, holding his hand tightly, “Son, daughter, little grandson, all very well, I can go with you now, old man. ”

Grandma Haru snuggled beside her husband, and the marks on both of them faded little by little over the years, and finally stayed at the best moment.

She is also young, dressed in twisted braids, with tiny bars and blue cloth shoes.

He was also young, wearing a hat with a pentagram, a Zhongshan suit, and a gorgeous.

That's when they made a hundred years.

And then I said, "Which ninety-seven year old dies, which Nahe Bridge waits three years," and so on.

He's been waiting for her.

“Lochu.” Haru shouted softly.

“I'm here." Rochu responded softly.

"" Although you don't really have anything to do with our family, it's nice to meet a grandson like you, "said Haru. ”

“Bloodline?” Lochu's consciousness creaked and frowned.

Haru was surprised and then shook his head: “Did Rocky ever tell you that he was being held by your grandfather? But don't worry, you're your father's son, and that shouldn't be wrong. ”

Looking at the silence of Rochu, Haru smiled slightly: “Don't you think it's a loss for me? ”

“No.” Rochu shook his head, "How could it be. ”

Haru and his neighbor looked at him, he reached out and touched her hemp braid, and she reached out and touched his eyebrow, and the shadow spread away for a moment, completely turning into a little fluorescence.

Fluorescence is staggered, and it's no longer clear which one it is, and they circle, and then they go up into the night sky.

Flashing, brilliant, it finally dissipated between the stars.

The courtyard was quiet again, with the scent of laurels everywhere.

The twisted branches emitted a faint light, which was the last point of the fireworks that were trapped here by the leaves of the laurel tree and then removed by Lochu.

He received this memento, this reward.

……

Lozanne ran into the courtyard, covering her lips. She was no different than when she ran out of the nursery after eating.

She saw Rochu here, looked up at the stars, wondering what was on her mind.

“Grandma, she... she's gone. ”

“I know.”

“You... what are you looking at? ”

“Bull star.” Rocciu whispered softly: “And the weavers. ”

Rossan looked up subconsciously, but she didn't see anything, "Didn't they... take seven evenings to meet? ”

“Probably a lie.” Rocciu smiled, "It's pathetic to see someone you love only once a year. The guy who made this legend... I don't think it was good intentions. ”

“Not funny at all.” Roxanne looked at Rocho with a smile worse than crying and asked softly, “Grandma, she'll meet my grandfather, won't she? ”

“Of course.”

“… Lochu. ”

“Hmm? ”

“This time... can I borrow it?” Roxanne is not finished, she is lying on Rocchu, “shoulders… lend me. ”