Feed You Sweets

The New Year’s hospital was still white, with doctors and patients in an endless stream, as if isolated from the outside world, without the atmosphere before the Spring Festival.

Wei Ruxia woke up early, she went to the sink to receive a basin of warm water, and wanted her grandma to wash her face. When she came out with the water basin, she found that grandma had risen from the bed. She was wearing a hospital gown, smiled at her, and said, "I'll do it myself."

She is in good spirits today and has more physical strength than before. Wei Ruxia looked at her rosy cheeks for the first time in so long, holding the basin and opening the door of the washbasin and said, "I'll let the water go."

When Wei Zishan opened the door and came in, Li Suhe was sitting by the window with a copy of Tagore's Poems in her hand, a gray cashmere shawl over her shoulders, and her back was warm and serene.

Hearing the door opening, Li Suhe turned around and saw Wei Zishan, she smiled and said, "Xiaxia went to the supermarket to buy ingredients. Today we are making glutinous rice balls."

Rice cakes require too many tools to make in the hospital. Tangyuan is relatively simple, and it can still be made.

Wei Zishan is wearing a beige coat. He is tall and handsome, with handsome features, holding a bunch of flowers in his arms, which makes him feel like an English gentleman. Li Su and Aihua cannot be raised in the hospital, so he buys a bunch every day.

Passing the flower in his hand to Li Su and his arms, Wei Zishan wrinkled his brows slightly and said, "You can leave the glutinous rice **** to make them again. You should take a good rest today."

Li Suhe didn't care, sniffing the lily in her arms, she put the book on the small table aside, motioned to Wei Zishan to sit down, and said, "Xia Xia accompanies us to celebrate the New Year for the first time. I want her to understand Ancheng. New Year’s customs."

Hearing that it was for Wei Ruxia, Wei Zishan's eyebrows tightened.

The son is sitting next to him, and she can see clearly any changes in his expression. Li Su and his body leaned on the back of the chair, holding a large bouquet of flowers, feeling a little tired physically and mentally.

"You still resist her." Li Suhe said, "You resist her so deeply, how do you understand her."

Wei Zishan didn't want to discuss Wei Ruxia's problem with Li Suhe when she was ill, because it is likely to cause a quarrel, and it is likely to make her feel more uncomfortable.

"Let's stop talking about this." Wei Zishan said.

"I love you more than her." Li Suhe said.

Wei Zishan raised her head, her mother's expression was calm, her eyes gleaming, this sentence was sent from her heart, and Wei Zishan could feel it. They have talked about Wei Ruxia's problems countless times. This is the first time that her mother, from this point of view, has a feeling of putting her to death.

"You are my son. I can't live with you. I must die before you. After I die, I don't want you to be alone in the world, so I picked her up and came to Ancheng. I love you more than her, otherwise I wouldn't take her to Ancheng so selfishly and let her suffer your cold eyes and indifference all day long."

This idea is not glorious, because it does bring a mother's selfishness. Hearing what his mother said, Wei Zishan would seem naive and ridiculous to argue against this question from "I can live a good life myself".

Wei Zishan is eloquent. On Wei Ruxia's issue, he was speechless for the first time by his mother.

The throat was a bit sore, and after Li Suhe finished speaking, he seemed to have something to say. Her lips moved slightly, and after a while, she asked Wei Zishan, "How long has your father passed away?"

After changing the subject, Wei Zishan's eyes moved, looking at Li Suhe and saying, "Twenty years."

"You were older than her when your father died. You should still remember how you felt at that time, and you still had me at that time." Li Su slowly closed his eyes and said to Wei Zishan: "She was just this year Without a mother who is dependent on each other, it is better to be with you than a stranger who treats her kindly. She is more sad than you. Her birth ruined your life, but her mother is at fault, not her. You are kind. People, treat the little wild cats in the community with compassion..."

Li Su spoke in a calm tone, and the sun shone on her face, and every wrinkle of the old man appeared so kind. She opened her eyes and looked at Wei Zishan, with a slight tone, with a low pleading.

"Be nice to her." Li Suhe said.

During the New Year in the north, dumplings are made. Tangyuan is eaten during the Lantern Festival, but they are basically frozen at the supermarket and have not been made by hand.

There is a small kitchen in Li Suhe's ward, which can fit three people. The grandparents and grandchildren work together. Li Su and Li Su and Wei Zishan are responsible for making the stuffing, and Wei Zishan is responsible for making glutinous rice noodles.

"Do you know how to cut noodles?" Li Suhe was a little surprised watching Wei Ruxia cut the dough into small pieces, and cut it into small pieces.

Kneading the cut pieces apart, Wei Ruxia smiled and responded, "It's almost like making dumplings."

Li Suhe turned his head and looked at Wei Zishan, who was making glutinous rice balls, with a look of "deservedly my granddaughter", and instantly looked disgusted: "How many times have you made glutinous rice **** with me? How come it's not good?"

Wei Ruxia turned her head and glanced at Wei Zishan. He covered the glutinous rice **** in his hand, with black sesame seeds and glutinous rice noodles on the other hand.

After hearing Li Suhe's words, Wei Zishan frowned in confusion, tore a piece of glutinous rice and stuck it where it was exposed. Wei Ruxia looked at him and couldn't help laughing.

Wei Zishan looked up at her, and Wei Ruxia's smile stopped. He didn't show any expression, put the dumplings in his hand, turned on the faucet and flushed his hand, saying, "I'll get you medicine."

It's already past seven o'clock in the evening. After eating glutinous rice balls, Li Suhe should take medicine.

As soon as Wei Zishan left, Li Suhe began to laugh at him. She took the glutinous rice **** and wrapped the fillings and wondered: "What's so difficult about making glutinous rice balls? Your dad doesn't know anything about cooking, so he's still picky. It."

Wei Ruxia smiled when she heard grandma's complaint to her father, and lowered her head to continue.

A family of three had eaten glutinous rice balls, and it was already past nine in the evening. Wei Zishan lived at home and left after taking care of his mother and taking medicine. Wei Ruxia took care of her grandma to wash, and then the two went to bed together.

Today on New Year's Eve, there were the sounds of firecrackers everywhere outside, and Wei Ruxia was not sleeping well. After sleeping dimly for a while, she heard the nurse calling her.

"baby."

Wei Ruxia turned around, turned on the lamp, and looked sleepily at the grandmother who was already awake. She is now in the hospital, and she must pay special attention to sleep. Wei Ruxia got up from the bed and said, "Is it too noisy? I'll get you earplugs."

Li Suhe smiled on the hospital bed, beckoned and said, "Come and sleep with me."

"I didn't sleep honestly." Wei Ruxia walked to her grandma's bed and squatted down, holding her grandma's hand on the hospital bed against her cheek and said. She also wanted to sleep with Li Su, but she was afraid that her sleep was not being honest.

"Just a while." Li Suhe opened the quilt, pointed to the time and said: "Grandma will stay with you to keep the year old."

At this time, Wei Ruxia glanced at the wall clock in the room. The pointer pointed to 11:50, and the new year was coming soon.

An inexplicable emotion surged in Wei Ruxia's heart. She couldn't tell what it was like. She took off her slippers, and Wei Ruxia got into Li Suhe's bed. Her bed was a bit cold, and Wei Ruxia was warm and leaned against Li Su and his side. Feeling her coming, Li Suhe smiled softly and simply took her into his arms.

Her body is bigger than her. Li Su and the hospital have lost weight after being sick. Now they can't hold her. The smell of the hospital's disinfectant water couldn't cover the scent of the shallow shower gel on the girl's body, and this vigorous breath made her squint slightly.

"This is the first time grandma stays with you to keep the year old." Li Suhe said, "Tomorrow is the New Year. Do you have any New Year wishes?"

Lying in grandma's arms obediently, Wei Ruxia listened to her heartbeat, and the sound of firecrackers in her ear seemed to be diminished by her heartbeat, and she felt very satisfied and stable.

"I hope grandma is healthy." Wei Ruxia said.

In the dark ward, Wei Ruxia spoke in a very small voice, and the shallow breathing of the two mixed together, as if to blow away her wish.

"Where is grandma?" Wei Ruxia raised her head slightly, looking at her grandma and asked.

Li Suhe reached out and patted Wei Ruxia on the back, light and soft, as if holding Wei Ruxia as a child. She looked at the fireworks blooming outside the window and said quietly: "I hope you and your father can live a good life."

They are the two closest people by blood in the world.

"Bang" the sound of fireworks exploding outside the window made Wei Ruxia feel shocked. She hugged her grandma tightly and said softly, "There is also grandma together."

When the hour hand was pointing to twelve o'clock, the bell at the front entrance of the hospital rang, and cheers rang out in the isolated and lifeless hospital.

"Happy New Year~"

Li Su and Wei Ruxia, who was sleeping faintly in their arms, kissed her forehead lightly, and the voice was very soft, like tentacles reaching into her dreams.

"Baby, happy new year, help me take care of my dad and take care of myself."

In the Luo family mansion on New Year's Eve, all the street lights were on, and the lights all pointed to the main house in the middle of the mansion courtyard like arrows.

The main house is an eight-storey villa decorated in Gothic style. It is magnificent and magnificent. The entire villa is illuminated with lights and is extraordinary.

Luo Tang was sitting on a chair and was wrapping a glutinous rice ball. Just after the end of the year, the steward Li Shu wanted to take him downstairs to set off firecrackers and welcome the new.

There are many servants in the mansion on weekdays, but when the Spring Festival is approaching, Luo Tang's grandma Chen Zhenshu gave them a vacation, and only five or six older servants were left in the mansion.

"Luo Tao is in his third year of high school next year, have you decided where to go to study?" Chen Zhenshu wrapped the glutinous rice **** and said, looking at his grandson.

Now there are only their Luo family members in the kitchen, Luo Jin's grandfather Luo Jincheng, Luo Tao's grandma, Luo Qinggu, Luo Tao's father, and Yang Shuru, Luo Tao's mother.

Luo Tao decided to study abroad at the very beginning. Although Luo Tao is usually reticent, he is a very thoughtful person and his parents hardly need to worry about it.

"He wants to go to the Nordic countries." Yang Shuru replied for him, and then emphasized with Luo Tang, "You can go to school, but you must return to your country after reading."

His grandparents are his grandson, his parents are his son, and the roots of their Luo family are in Ancheng.

Putting the dumplings in his hand and putting it aside, Luo Tang glanced at his grandma and mother, and replied, "I want to study in China."

In a word, the eyes of the other four people all turned to him.

Luo Tao accepted their gaze, but before speaking, the phone rang, and it was Wei Ruxia who called. With the corners of his eyes raised slightly, Luo Tao patted the glutinous rice flour in his hands, and walked out of the kitchen with his mobile phone.

He walked to the window sill in the living room on the second floor. The fireworks lit up the sky, and Luo Tao answered.

Amidst the sound of firecrackers, a quiet voice came over from the other end of the phone.

"Luo Tang, my grandma is gone."

Li Suhe's body was transported back to Yizhen from the hospital that night. It is now three o'clock in the morning, and she will be mourned again at dawn the next day.

Wei Zishan's hometown was in Yizhen, and when Li Suhe's body returned home, various relatives also came. The funeral is a major event. Only relatives and good friends with Li Su and Li Su also came.

The mourning hall was quickly set up. The living room that was neatly cleaned by Li Suhe, now only has a table and a coffin. There was a portrait of grandma on the table, and the body of her grandma was placed in the coffin. Wei Ruxia was wearing white mourning clothes and knelt in front of the coffin with his relatives.

This kind of thing happened so frequently that Wei Ruxia thought she was always in a dream. Maybe she is asleep now and wakes up tomorrow, she is still in Winter Town, her mother is not dead, and her grandma is not dead.

Next to him was the howling of relatives, Wei Ruxia's eyes were so dry that she couldn't shed tears. Wei Zishan was busy dealing with the funeral and had been busy greeting him outside. He left her crying time, but she couldn't cry.

The howls of relatives were deafening at the beginning, and then intermittently. At around six o'clock in the morning, the darkest hour before dawn, everyone stopped. But it was noisy inside and outside, and it was not quiet.

The people kneeling aside found Wei Ruxia after crying. They looked at Wei Ruxia and talked in a low voice.

"This is the child our sister brought back? Isn't Zishan not going to do it?"

"Her mother is dead, can Zishan don't? Hey, it's weird to say that she was with her and her mother died. It's just been more than half a year since my sister died."

"That said, my sister is not always healthy, so how can I say it will be fine?"

"Ouch, sometimes you can't help but believe in evil. Next time, it might be Zishan's turn."

Wei Ruxia listened to the words of several people, and her heart gradually fell. A figure suddenly came over. Wei Zishan calmly looked at the people who had just spoken and said, "It's my turn to die, and I will die. She is my daughter. You can’t make irresponsible remarks."

When several people heard Wei Zishan's words, they fell silent.

Wei Ruxia looked up, and Wei Zishan was looking down at her. The man's face was haggard, only a pair of light brown eyes still had energy. He handed the bread in his hand to Wei Ruxia and said: "First eat something. I have to be busy all day during the day and I don't have time to eat."

Wei Zishan was busy preparing for all the funeral matters, and he had no spare time to take care of her. Wei Ruxia took the bread, unpacked it and stuffed it into her mouth.

The sky was getting bright, and I was about to prepare for burial. In the funeral custom, it is necessary for grandchildren to light up the lights in front. Wei Ruxia was called out by Wei Zishan and listened to the funeral mother-in-law to arrange for her.

After listening to the arrangement, Wei Ruxia looked up and saw the young man standing outside the yard when he was about to enter the door.

The young man was dressed in plain clothes, standing among the flowers on the edge of the yard, and the faint sunlight cast a layer of light and shadow on him. His eyebrows were picturesque, his thin lips were ruddy, his white and slender neck was exposed, and he was blushed by the cold wind.

Wei Ruxia stayed up all night, and she was in a trance. When she approached, a trace of surprise flashed in her misty eyes, and she asked, "Why are you here?"

She didn't look as good as she had imagined, her thin body covered in a wide white mourning suit, like ice cubes gradually being melted by hot water, as if it was gone with a single shot.

Luo Tang looked at Wei Ruxia and did not answer her words. The two were separated by a low wall and the camellia that had just bloomed on the wall.

"You still have me." Luo Tang said.

Luo Tang, my grandma is gone.

You still have me.

In my mind, these two sentences are connected in series.

The mist covering his eyes seemed to be pierced by a needle, and it hurt and itchy. Wei Ruxia chuckled. She grabbed Luo Tang's clothes and leaned her forehead on his chest, tears streaming out of her eyes.

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Tangtang: I will never leave you.