This little brother, is there a marriage partner?

Chapter 13

When Granny Su became ill, it was summer. Xiaoxi was six years old that year, but she was still not as tall as Qi Gao.The eyebrows and eyes are delicate, the complexion is pale, and the body is thin.

His big black and white eyes were full of mist, he bit his lower lip tightly, and looked stubbornly at the white-haired grandmother lying on the bed.Granny Su beckoned to him weakly, and he obediently cuddled up to her hand, his slender fingers tightly clutching her withered palm.

"Xiaoxi, grandma is leaving, and the person grandma is most worried about is you. Cough cough cough, I used to think that I could watch you grow up, but now it seems that I can't." Granny Su's voice was a little quiet , like a firewood that is about to burn out, I tried my best, but there was still no temperature.

Xiaoxi stared at her with wide eyes, begging softly, "Grandma, don't leave Xiaoxi behind, take me with you."

Granny Su smiled, with tears in her kind eyes, "Silly boy, you are still young, and you still have a lot of things to do, how can you leave with my old lady."

Ayun was also standing beside her, her eyes were so red that she wiped her eyes with a handkerchief from time to time.Qi Yue ran to find Song Shanlan and Lin Jingchu.Although the two of them have no blood relationship with Granny Su, after all, they have taken care of each other for so many years, and they have long regarded each other as a family in their hearts.

When Song Shanlan and Lin Jingchu rushed over in a panic, Granny Su was already a little out of her mind. Her thin body was huddled on the bed, her air intake was low, and her breath was excessive, panting like a cow.

Lin Jingchu's face turned pale, and she glanced at Song Shanlan, it seemed that her mother-in-law was exhausted.

Song Shanlan's face was full of grief, and he knelt down in front of Grandma Su's bed with a plop, and only called out "Grandma—" and began to cry softly.

Qi Yue panted heavily and looked at the scene in front of him. Brother Song was crying softly, and Mother was also crying softly. Xiao Xi was lying on top of grandma, his gaze was a little dull, and his little hand was holding on to grandma's hand tightly, not letting go.

Only then did he realize that something big was about to happen.

Grandma seems to be leaving.

As for where to go, he asked his mother once before. At that time, an old grandfather in the village was old, and his mother and grandmother went to burn some paper to give the old grandfather a ride.

Mother said that when people are old, they have to leave.

Where to go?

Go to a good place where there is no disease or disaster, and you can live happily there.Mother said so, with a sad and warm expression on her face.

Qi Yue didn't understand this at the time, until today, he saw that grandma seemed to be leaving, mother and others were crying, if they were going to a good place after leaving, why were they crying?He walked up to Xiaoxi in a daze, knelt in front of grandma's bed, put his hands on the back of Xiaoxi's, turned his head to look at grandma, only then realized that he couldn't see clearly in his eyes, as if water had entered up.

But obviously it didn't rain.

Granny Su's funeral was very simple, but there were many people who came to express their condolences.

Ayun dressed Xiaoxi and Qi Yue in white mourning clothes, and they both wore white three-cornered hats on their heads.Qi Yue stood beside the creek very obediently, didn't play around or ask any more questions, just stood quietly by the side of grandma's mourning hall, seeing that the incense was almost burnt out, he immediately fetched new incense and replaced it.

Hou Qijin of Jing'an was always paying attention to the affairs of Ayun and Qi Yue, so when Granny Su was barely an hour old, she rushed over in black. Funeral items.Ayun's heart warmed, and she couldn't help leaning into his arms and weeping for a while. Although Qi Jin didn't say much, he kept holding her tightly in his arms, and looked at the two teenagers in the mourning hall with narrow eyes. Ying Ting is handsome, with deep eyes.

Wandering in this world, it is really a blessing to meet a kind and sincere person like Granny Su who treats you like your own daughter.

Granny Su has lived in Sujia Village for most of her life. She is hardworking and capable, and she is very kind to others. She rarely quarrels with others. She has lived in this peaceful landscape for decades. Who in this village does not respect her or love her?But even such a good person will be taken away by God!Grandpa Changgui, who is now over 70 years old, has tears in his eyes. He recalls the scene when Grandma Su first came to Sujia Village——

Her black hair was braided and hung down her waist, her face was fair, her smile was friendly, and her voice was soft, "May I ask, is this the Su Family Village?"

Oh—this is Sujia Village.He answered stupidly slowly.

The girl smiled at him, "I'm a new resident, my surname is Su."

He had just returned from the field with a hoe on his shoulders, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he stammered, "Huan, welcome, just call me Changgui."

"Hey, Brother Changgui!" It was as warm as the sun in spring.

He was a little dizzy.

Grandpa Changgui was sitting on a wooden stake smoking a dry cigarette, patter papa papa, amidst the smoke, he seemed to see the girl with big braids again and smiled sweetly at him.

On the first seven days, it began to rain.Lingering, like autumn rain, a little cold.

Ayun and the two children were standing halfway up Luoluoxia Mountain, wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats.

There is a cemetery there, and anyone in the Su family village will be buried there.

Ayun wiped her tears, knelt down and took out the meals and desserts from the bamboo basket, and placed them one by one in front of Granny Su's grave, "Grandma, you should eat more, you are busy and suffering when you are here." After suffering so much, when you get old, you can just rest there and enjoy it.”

Qi Yue also shouted, "Grandma! You can go at ease! Qi Yue will take good care of Mother and Xiaoxi! Don't worry!"

Xiaoxi's face was hidden under the big bamboo hat, only his pointed chin was exposed. He didn't speak much these days, and he was quieter than before.

A gust of wind blew past, mixed with icy cold rain, which made people shiver uncontrollably.

Qi Yue held Xiaoxi's hand and felt it was cold, so he couldn't help putting his hand into his own to cover him vigorously, bent down to see him looking at grandma's grave in a daze, and felt anxious, "Xiaoxi, Don't worry, I'm still here."

Xiaoxi moved hesitantly, watching him with tears in his eyes.

He just looked at him quietly like that, tears were about to fall, the surroundings were filled with the sound of rain and wind, and suddenly a drop of tear slipped down, dripping on the tightly held hands of Qi Yue and Xiao Xi.

At that moment, Qi Yue felt that his heart was burned by something.

It's hot and a little sore.

After Granny Su left, Xiaoxi became quieter. She didn't like to talk very much every day. She curled up on the rattan chair that grandma used to sit on all day long, her face turned pale, like a kitten abandoned by its owner.

That kitten would become lively only when Qi Yue teased him, and would smile at him with curved eyebrows and deep dimples on its cheeks; it would whisper something to him, about the past When grandma was there, she also said when to go to the field to catch grasshoppers together; she would snuggle up with him, and the two of them hugged each other on the rattan chair and swayed, watching the sun set earlier every day.

This winter is not as cold as last year, but Ayun still burns charcoal in the house.

It's better to be warm than deserted.

In the winter, there was not much work to do in the field, and since Qi Yue's Grandpa Hou had officially appeared, the domineering bad guy didn't allow A Yun to go to the field.The three mothers prepared some melon and fruit snacks, nestled in the house and roasted on a charcoal fire, and the days were extremely comfortable, if there was no visit from that person.

Qi Jin's coming here is nothing new.The neighbors also know that Qi Yue's child's father is the Duke of Jing'an in the county. Hey, he is a man of status.The big guy also went from being envious at the beginning to getting used to it later, um, isn't it just a man who came to see his wife and son, what's so interesting about it.

But this time Qi Jin's arrival has attracted a lot of noise from the crowd, because he rides in a carriage, resplendent and magnificent, with a tall horse, riding the wind with great momentum in this dreary winter day.

Xu Banxian, a know-it-all in the village, stroked his goatee and looked at the back of the carriage, sighing, "It seems that Lord Hou couldn't hold back, and wanted to take the mother and son back to the mansion."

When Ah Yun heard the knock on the door, she put on a big coat and went to open the door, but she didn't expect that it was Qi Jin standing outside, with a smile on his face, followed by a few servants and maidservants, and one of them was herself. Good sisters from before!

"Master Hou, what are you doing?"

The corner of Qi Jin's mouth curled into a smile, "Take you home."

A Yun was taken aback, her face turned red, she looked at Qi Jin's smiling eyes, and said, "Come in and talk."

Qi Yue's face was stinky, "I won't go, if you want to go, you go."

Qi Jin took the time to look at his son, well, he's almost seven years old, right? He's already reached his chest. He looked at Qi Yue's stubborn face and said, "I'm going." Qi Yue's eyes widened when he heard this. It was bright, but it went dark again when he heard the words behind him, "But the premise is that you and your mother will go back with me."

"Can't you take the brook with you?"

"No."

The father and son were at a stalemate again. They had two extremely similar faces, but their expressions were completely different. One was full of anger, while the other was leisurely and content, and from time to time he would wink at the daughter-in-law next to him.

A Yun sighed, "I said, can't you guys talk properly?"

Both father and son were silent.

"Master Hou, do you want me to say that you should also take Xiaoxi away?" Ayun knew his considerations. Qi Yue was almost seven years old and hadn't been to school yet. As the eldest son of Jing'an Hou, he was also the only one Son, how can he be a country man?So, he wants to take him away, she understands and accepts it, of course, there are her own concerns in it.

She is from a woman's family, so it's not good for her to grow up with Qi Yue and Xiaoxi alone like this.

Qi Jin suddenly leaned into Qi Yue's ear and whispered something, Qi Yue stared at him with wide eyes, after a while, he nodded, got up and silently went back to his room to pack his luggage.

Ayun looked at Qi Jin in surprise, but Qi Jin just smiled, with a secretive expression on his face, and said to her, "He promised, you should clean up quickly."

Ayun looked hesitantly at her son who was going back to the house, feeling a little apprehensive in her heart, what could make this stubborn person so talkative?She subconsciously glanced at the little man——

I saw Xiaoxi sleeping sweetly curled up in the quilt, only showing half of her face outside, looking soft and pitiful.

She seemed to grasp something, but she was a little confused.

With the help of the servant and the servant girl, the tidying up was done quickly, and there was nothing to collect.

Ayun stood next to Qi Jin, looked at Qi Yue, and sighed, "Go wake up Xiaoxi and talk to him."

Qi Yue was still struggling, "Mother, can't we leave another day? Xiaoxi fell asleep."

Qi Jin said: "Qi Yue, do you still remember what Dad told you? Hurry up, we're leaving soon, and we need to return home before dark."

Qi Yue's eyes flickered, as if he had made great determination, he moved to the side of Xiaoxi, lay down beside his soft body, and shook him gently, "Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi."

Xiaoxi moved, opened his big black eyes and looked at him, a little confused, "Huh?"

"I'm leaving, I want to tell you something." Qi Yue lowered his head, his voice was a little low.

Xiaoxi rolled his eyes, and Chi asked, "Let's go?"

"Well, I'm going back to Lord Hou's mansion, don't miss me too much." He tried his best to pretend to be cheerful.

Xiaoxi didn't seem to get enough sleep, his eyes couldn't open, and he said "Oh."

Qi Yue felt very sad, shook his hand tightly, and said briefly, "I'm leaving! Wait for me to come back!"

Xiaoxi hummed softly, then turned over and fell asleep again.

Qi Yue's eyes were red, looking at his thin back, he gritted his teeth, and rushed out of the room fiercely.

Ayun called him, but he ignored her, Qi Jin took her out of the house, comforting her in a low voice, "It's okay, he's just not used to it."

The carriage slowly drove away from the small path at the entrance of the small courtyard. The twilight gradually merged, the figure of the carriage gradually faded away, and the discussions of the villagers also gradually dispersed.

In the silent room, the charcoal fire was still burning vigorously. A maid and servant left by Lord Hou stood quietly aside. The only sound in the room was the jumping and crackling of the flames.

Xiaoxi gasped hard, rubbed his face on the wet and cold quilt, turned over, shrank his body.This winter is also very cold, although there is no snow.