Trafford’s Trading Club

When it got late at night, and it was unclear whether it was the late autumn wind or the early winter night wind, Grandma Xiaochun said she was sleepy and wanted to go back to her room to rest. .

A slight cry began to be heard in the house.

Grandma Xiaochun called her sons and daughters to her and began to give some instructions. They are all distributions such as inheritance.

But after each of them had a bottle of osmanthus syrup in their hands, these children felt that these things didn't matter.

At least, at this moment.

No one knows whether there will be disputes or quarrels in the future.

In a very quiet environment, Grandma Xiaochun finally slowly closed her eyes. Luo Shan suppressed the sadness in her heart and stayed by Grandma Xiaochun's side, listening to her heartbeat and pinching her pulse.

Luo Shan told everyone that she was still a little angry, but she was really dying. She said this was her last moment, so no one dared to leave.

…

There are also people waiting elsewhere.

In the small yard outside the house, under the sweet-scented osmanthus trees... this is where Luo Qiu stayed.

Little fluorescent light spots floated in the yard, reflecting the soil and leaves, as well as the golden and white osmanthus flowers.

"Child, when you go back, cut off a small section from here and take it back. This branch will grow back after it is cut off."

"This one?" Luo Qiu nodded, "Okay."

He looked at the hazy figure of Grandma Xiaochun, who seemed to have disappeared. This was her soul. Today's souls will generally gradually dissipate under no special circumstances, unless there are some thoughts that are difficult to let go.

"Do you have to bring this thing with you?" Grandma Xiaochun moved to Luo Qiu and looked curiously at the mask on his face.

Luo Qiu said softly: "I think this would be more appropriate."

Grandma Xiaochun shook her head, stretched out her hand, and picked it off for Luo Qiu, "It's not necessary. You are you, at least I can feel it, you are still you. So, I would rather the person who sends me away for the next journey is someone who can call me. Grandma’s person, not such a cold mask.”

"Then, I won't bring it this time." Luo Qiu nodded.

Grandma Xiaochun held Luo Qiu's arm and walked in the yard, "Grandma, I still don't know what happened to you. Maybe you can tell me, but I won't understand. But, you work Do you always bring it with you?"

"Well, consider some situations. For example, to avoid some things." Boss Luo nodded.

Grandma Xiaochun stopped, looked up, smiled and said nothing.

Luo Qiu sighed and said, "I hope I can tell the difference."

"But it can't be done."

Luo Qiu said calmly: "Indeed. Nowadays, there are actually some times. Sometimes... I can't tell whether it's me when I wear it, or it's me when I take it off. I also bring it with me sometimes, maybe it’s just a habit.”

"Grandma, I don't study enough, I'm uneducated, I don't understand." Grandma Xiaochun said with a smile.

Luo Qiu was startled.

Grandma Xiaochun continued: "But I remember your father often said that if you don't understand something, just bump into it. You can understand it even if you bump into it. I believe you can understand it too."

"He didn't say he hit him later. He said he was reckless. If you don't understand, it's okay to use your fists." Luo Qiu recalled.

"Really?" Grandma Xiaochun was happy, "It does sound like what Luo Qi said... Then Luo Qiu, if you don't understand, just go ahead. If you still don't understand, it doesn't matter if you use your fists! Grandma supports you! Okay? good?"

Grandma Xiaochun clenched her fists and seemed to encourage her... She was obviously so old and was about to leave.

"Okay." Luo Qiu nodded slowly.

"Then...just send me here." Grandma Xiaochun said softly, "Has he come to pick me up?"

Luo Qiu looked around and saw the little fireflies, "They are always there, waiting for you."

Under an osmanthus tree, dots of fireflies gathered and turned into a sound. He stood here silently, his eyes were empty and lifeless, but he stood here silently.

Also an old man.

This was Grandma Xiaochun’s husband, who passed away many years before her. This soul couldn't let go, so he was willing to be bound by this land and turned into a wandering soul. His memory faded over the years, and all that remains is his longing.

Over the years, he has been wandering around the house, rain and wind blowing, but his feelings have not changed.

Grandma Xiaochun actually knew that her husband was already here, especially after she became seriously ill, she could feel it more and more. So she wanted to come back, come back to this house, and she knew he was waiting for her.

"Old man, you've been waiting for a long time."

Grandma Xiaochun let go of Luo Qiu and walked towards the person under the tree step by step. She took his hand and held it tightly, "My son, my daughter, my little grandson, all of them are fine. I can now I'm leaving with you, old man."

Grandma Xiaochun snuggled next to her husband, and the traces of those years on them gradually faded away, and finally remained in the most beautiful moment.

She is still very young, with braided hair, dimples, and Tsing Yi and cloth shoes.

He is also very young, wearing a hat with a five-pointed star and a Chinese tunic suit, and is bright and energetic.

At that time, they became friends and engaged for hundreds of years.

Then he said, whoever dies at the age of ninety-seven will wait on the Naihe Bridge for three years.

He has been waiting for her.

"Luo Qiu." Xiaochun called softly.

"I'm here." Luo Qiu responded softly.

Xiaochun said: "Although you have no real relationship with our family in terms of blood, it is great to meet a grandson like you."

"Blood relationship?" Luo Qiu was startled subconsciously and frowned.

Xiaochun was surprised for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Didn't Rocky tell you that he was adopted by your grandfather? But don't worry, you are your father's biological child. This should not be wrong."

Seeing Luo Qiu's silent expression, Xiaochun smiled slightly and said, "Do you feel that you are at a loss for me?"

"No." Luo Qiu shook his head, "How could it be?"

Xiaochun and him next to her looked at each other. He reached out to touch her braid, and she reached out to touch his brow, and her figure dispersed in an instant, completely turning into dots of fluorescence.

The fluorescence intertwined with each other, and it was no longer possible to tell which one was which. They circled and then rose into the night sky.

It flickered, shone brightly, and finally dissipated among the distant stars.

The courtyard became quiet again, and the fragrance of osmanthus was everywhere.

There was a faint light on the swaying branches, which was the last bit of firefly trapped here by the leaves of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and then picked off by Luo Qiu.

He received this thought and this reward.

…

Luo Shan staggered and ran into the yard. She covered her lips and was no different from when she ran out of the yard after eating.

She saw Luo Qiu here, looking up at the starry sky, wondering what he was thinking.

"Grandma, she...she's gone."

"I know."

"You...what are you looking at?"

"Altair." Luo Qiu whispered: "And Vega."

Luo Shan subconsciously looked up, but she saw nothing, "Don't they... meet on Chinese Valentine's Day?"

"It's probably a lie." Luo Qiu smiled, "It would be so pitiful if people you love can only see each other once a year. The guy who came up with such a legend... I think he has evil intentions."

"It's not funny at all." Luo Shan looked at Luo Qiu with a smile that was uglier than crying, and asked softly: "Grandma, she will meet my grandpa, right?"

"certainly."

"...Luo Qiu."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"This time... can you lend me your shoulder?" Before Luo Shan could finish her words, she was already leaning on Luo Qiu, "Lend your shoulder... to me."