219 Empty Remembrance

219 Empty Remembrance

That winter! The heavy snow came earlier than usual, and it was also the biggest snow I have ever seen in my life!

The snow took away his last relative in the world, his grandfather. Old people are always difficult in this season... The tunnel in the city is not much better than the cold outside. By the time the urban relief station found them, his grandfather's body was completely stiff. That year, he was 9 years old!

Dad died a long time ago in a construction site accident! Not long after, my mother also left the countryside and never came back! Only he and his grandfather depended on each other. When he was a child, he could always see his grandfather sitting at the door smoking a dry cigarette, and then he always asked, "Grandpa, Grandpa! Where's mom? Where is my mother?

At this time, Grandpa's smokes more fiercely.

As the days passed, suddenly one day, his grandfather held his little hand and bit his lower lip fiercely: "Heart! Do you really want to find your mother? Ling destroyed nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"That's good!" Grandpa held his hands tightly, "Then let's go to mom!" Grandpa held it very hard, and his destructed hand was painful, but his heart was happy. That year, he was 6 years old.

Not long after, he and Grandpa came to this unheard-of big city. Everything was so novel and everything was so beautiful! With feasting and drunkenness, he kept waving his little finger with excitement. He was more and more looking forward to seeing his mother, but although his grandfather still stroked his forehead kindly, his face was getting worse and worse.

Sitting in the magnificent hall, he looked curiously, hoping that his mother could come out soon. He really hadn't seen her for a long time! She will be very happy to see herself! It must be, how can there be a mother who doesn't love her child!

Waited for a long time, just like a century! Xiaoling ruined and fell asleep on the comfortable sofa. This was the sound of high-heeled kicking finally coming from the stairs connecting the upstairs in the hall. Ling ruined was so tired that he could only faintly hear his grandfather's rough voice roaring: "What? Is she not here? Let's wait for 4 hours! In exchange for a word, is she not here? We don't blame her for remarrying. Why doesn't he even want to see his own children?

"I said I wouldn't be there! You'd better be respectful. How can our hostess have anything to do with you beglings!" It turned out that it was not my mother, but my mother's housekeeper.

"I don't care! She should come out to see the children! The child is so pitiful that she can't even see her mother's face. How can she bear it? I can't live long with cancer. What about this child's future? Get out of the way and let me go in to find her!"

"You are an old begling! What are you going to do? How dare you do it, security guard! Security guard, what do you eat? Hurry up and kick these two guys out! Is it time to give you so much money to eat?"

The confused two were "invited" out, and Xiao Lingying blinked her confused eyes, "Grandpa, Grandpa! Where's mom?"

"Mom, she's not here! Let's come back next time!" Grandpa's face is full of fatigue.

After that, they stayed in the city. They lived a hard life, and Xiao Ling was also very sensible, but every time he went there, it was a trauma. Grandpa even knelt at the door and could not return a trace of pity. Looking at Grandpa's tagged clothes and bent back, Xiao Ling cried out, and he never mentioned seeing his mother again.

"Grandpa, let's go back! I don't want to see that cruel woman!"

What are you talking about? What a cruel woman! That's your mother!" Grandpa touched his messy forehead kindly, "Don't worry, Grandpa will definitely find a way to let you meet her!" That year, he was 7 years old!

This year, he learned to be patient and silent. No one wanted to play with him. His best friend was several stray wild cats.

He thinks they are very similar to him, but at least he still has a grandfather who loves him. He also likes martial arts films. Every time he sees swords and shadows in martial arts films in supermarkets, he will feel excited. His first sword was given to him by his grandfather. The wooden sword was not good, but it scraped off all the burrs.

Grandpa smoked a dry cigarette and looked at Ling's smiling face and smiled. He hasn't laughed so happily for many years. That year, he was 7 years old.

In the first snow a year later, the wooden sword was still there, and Grandpa had gone. When the adults in the rescue station were about to remove Grandpa's body, he waved his wooden sword and vowed to defend it with tears! However, what should happen always happens, and he can't stop it.

He went to the orphanage, and Grandpa went to the crematorium. There was no place to bury him. After the destruction, he kept his grandfather's ashes by his side and chatted with the urn alone. He became more silent. His life was only the wooden sword and the wild cats, and now he is really the same as them.

He escaped from the orphanage on a dark and windy night, carrying only his grandfather's ashes, the wooden sword! That year, 10 years old was ruined!

He wants to go back to his hometown. He can't let his dearest grandfather die, let alone be buried in a foreign land! If there is no money, he will use it to go, but he will pick it up! Even when he was poor, he never stole, robbed, and never begged.

Because he has always remembered his grandfather's words: "People can live hard, but people can't live without dignity!" His grandfather only knelt down to the vain woman for his favorite grandson once in his life! But his dignity does not evoke a trace of pity.

He walked and stopped all the way and was fed up with the coldness and warmth of the world! He was silent. He looked for food in the trash can like a wild cat and a dog, but he did not relax the wooden sword in his hand and did not leave his grandfather's ashes. He felt that as long as these two things were still with him, he was not alone, because Grandpa was always by his side.

He came to one place and floated to another place, looking for the way home! Duckweed without roots, people without a home! Along the way, he protected his body with a wooden sword and his dying heart with ashes. However, adults can't stand such a life. How long can a young child live?

In the winter when I was 11 years old, the same snow had been hungry for three days! He curled up in the corner, trembling, and his young life was about to wither on this winter day before it began.

"I'm so sleepy! So sleepy! Grandpa, am I coming to see you now? He quietly hugged the ashes altar and slowly closed his eyes.

When he woke up again, he was covered with warm bedding and surrounded by a completely strange room. He was shocked and reached out to touch his wooden sword, but it was empty.

Just then, someone pushed open the door of the room...

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