Chapter 1028 Return to Haishi

Summer was hot, although Zhou Xiaozheng reminded Huang Guodong to find some ice to preserve the body, but when Zhou Jiao arrived, Grandpa Jiang had already been buried.

As for the reason, Zhou Jiao was speechless.

Probably because Jiang's grandfather's household registration is still in his old unit, the production team leader is worried that he will be taken back to the city for cremation. It is said that the old man mentioned that he would be buried in the same way as his wife when he was alive.

With the old man's last words, what else can Zhou Jiao do? Hearing that the whole village sent the old people up the mountain, she took her son and went door-to-door to express her thanks.

Looking at the empty yard, the old man once looked at her benevolently, and told her every word with a smile...but now the building is empty.

Gone... There is another kind elder missing in this world.

"Sorry!"

As the third uncle, the production team leader felt a little guilty. The child probably rushed back as soon as he received the telegram, but in the end he couldn't see him for the last time.

sorrow?

Zhou Jiao is a little sad, but the old man lives alone in the world, maybe it is a relief to leave, maybe now their family has been reunited.

"Hey... Then you have time to go to the city to go through the formalities in these two days. The old unit should remind you when the person is gone. There is nothing to do in the team. When you return to the capital, I will let people often Just come and clean it up."

"Thank you third uncle."

Zhou Jiao did not refuse the other party's kindness. The old man registered his name in the yard when he was alive, and he was a soldier, so there was no such thing as a bloody occupation.

Originally, she planned to entrust the house to the little beggar from earlier, but now that child has become a soldier and a company commander, the future is even brighter, and it is no longer necessary.

She even thought about whether to adopt a distant house surnamed Jiang to the old man, but she remembered some ideas that the old man had mentioned to her before, so it's okay to think about it.

Everything can only wait for the hearts of the people, and when this place starts to develop greatly in the future, then it will look at the specific situation and do some practical things for the two elders. Now, it's still early.

After seeing off the production team leader and the neighbors, Zhou Jiao sat wearily on the rattan chair, looking at the deserted yard, and was not interested in looking for the old man's box in the corner of the bedroom.

"Mom, take a rest first, I'll make dinner."

"You are tired too, wait for me."

"It's okay, the old lady next door gave me a few steamed buns. I'll pick some food from the backyard and cook them quickly."

Zhou Jiao looked at the back of her grown son in relief. Once upon a time, Ping An's little ball was tied in her arms with a suspenders, but now she has become the main force all the way and started to take care of herself.

Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed... She still remembers the ignorance when she first came to this era, and now it's all gone.

Ping An didn't have so many thoughts. While picking vegetables, he was thinking about how to take advantage of this rare vacation to let his mother relax for a few days.

Grandpa Jiang left and stayed in his former residence. With his mother's personality, he would inevitably have wild dreams, so he should drag her to live in the city tomorrow morning on the grounds of doing business.

He still remembered that before leaving, his father had just told him to be responsible for making his mother happy. If he came back a few days later, he would come back a few days later. It was best to take her to those places in Hangzhou when he had time.

When he returned to the kitchen, Ping An looked at his hard-working mother speechlessly, "Mom, can't you let me serve you for a while?"

Zhou Jiao smiled when she heard the words, "I'll talk about it when I get old."

"Then I'll light the fire, and you cook."

Ping An knew that his mother was stubborn, but even in the evening on such a hot day, cooking a meal would still make it sticky and sweaty. It was easier to stir-fry than fire.

Zhou Jiao patted him approvingly, but did not refuse.

"Mom, when are you going home?"

While cleaning the vegetable leaves, Zhou Jiao glanced at her son amusedly, "What? Is there somewhere you want to go?"

"I want to stay in Haishi for two days. It's best for us to go for a walk when we're done. I'm either at home or in the military camp every day. I forget what the outside world is like."

Zhou Jiao's heart twitched when she heard the words, thinking of her son's sensibility, she had somewhat neglected him after having a pair of young sons, and there was no reason for her refusal.

"Okay, I just have time to take you back to the old place and taste the delicious food."

"Mom, don't forget to go to the scrap yard."

Zhou Jiao nodded repeatedly with a smile.

"Mom, do you think we should go to Aunt Zhao's place this time?"

"I still won't go. It just so happens that they all know that we are here for nothing. We can't be outsiders for a month, but we can hide and relax."

One of the two mothers hugged the owed son, and the other hugged the abducted mother to relax, and muttered to each other. Although the purpose was different, they agreed with each other, and the itinerary was determined in this way.

Early the next morning, Zhou Jiao packed up the relics that the old man had left her, and after finishing the village affairs, she took the certificate issued by the production team and took her son all the way north.

I went to the old man's old unit, and with the certificate and Zhou Jiao's certificate, things went very smoothly. After hearing some words of condolence and consolation, the mother and son left the factory.

The old man in the city also left a house for Zhou Jiao, and it was still intact after so many years of re-entry. Zhou Jiao guessed that the old man came over after a while when he was alive.

She has been away from home for many years, and it is impossible to move in, so she directly asked Huang Guodong to let him have relatives to move in.

The housing in Haishi has always been tight, and even the pavilion can accommodate a family. To be honest, Huang Guodong has been helping to take care of the elderly, and Zhou Jiao really feels that he can't repay him.

If it weren't for the old man who kept declaring that he was the heir, Huang Guodong would be the most suitable one. Even if he was looking at the face of her father Zhou Xiaozheng, an old comrade-in-arms, he paid too much.

After dealing with the trivial matters of coming to Haishi this time, Zhou Jiaoniang and her husband are fine.

"Mom, I remember that there is a small restaurant in this small street, and their shrimp wontons are the best."

"When you were young, you liked his family's black sesame glutinous rice balls the most... It was the first time I came here, you were still in my arms, your dad took a bite, it was so fragrant that you wrinkled your nose..."

"This family's crab roe buns are the most authentic. When you were three years old, you ate up a basket and ordered more. Your dad was so scared that he picked you up and walked out. He went to the opposite family to buy you a mask."

"Haha, I remember, it was Monkey King's mask. My dad even lied to me that I ate a lot of steamed buns. If I ran out of money, they wanted me to stay as their son."

"Your dad just likes to tease you the most. Wait a minute, I'll take you to the Heping Hotel to look at the lights. When you were young, you liked the big light in the lobby the most. He even asked the waiter where to buy it. At that time we still lived In my hometown, my mother was so frightened that she hurriedly took him away."

"Hahaha, my dad is really capable of doing this. Look at the lampshade in our three brothers' room. He personally searched many places for it.

My dad said it all, if not for many things that do not conform to the national conditions, he would like to put all the good things in the world in our room..."

The Bund, Heping Hotel, Town God's Temple... these places Ping An had visited when he was young, Zhou Jiao brought her son to roam with memories.

With the company of children, it is less sad. Birth, old age, sickness and death, she has to accept this natural law, and one day, she will leave her children.

I just hope that these memories can be kept in the hearts of the children, and let them know that no matter how impermanent this world is, they are still the treasures in the hearts of their parents.