ordinary human life

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This little fool, there are only the two of them here, besides her, is there anyone else?

He Sihai deliberately pretended not to know, and when the second time came, He Sihai lowered his head abruptly, just in time to meet Wanwan who was peeking up.

Wanwan froze for a moment, then... hiahiahia... giggled.

Then quietly carried the dogtail grass behind her back.

Trying to pass the test like this.

He Sihai reached out and tapped her little head with some amusement.

Only then did Wanwan smile and take out the dogtail grass from her back with a smile, and then handed it to He Sihai.

He Sihai reached out to take it, and then scratched her small face with the fluffy dogtail grass.

hiahiahia...

The little guy swayed and dodged left and right, like a puppy, smiling, jumping around, happy...

At this time, Song Xinde had already gone to the intersection to wait anxiously for his mother.

Then from a distance, I saw an old lady with a cane, carrying a vegetable basket, bowing her body, walking in this direction after a while.

Song Xinde was stunned. He thought of his mother standing at the entrance of the village waiting for him. At that time, his mother was tall and straight. Although she already had gray hair, she was not as old as she is now.

He found that for so many years, he really didn't take a good look at his mother and see her old appearance.

"Mom..." Song Xinde trotted up to meet her.

But he was cunning, how could the old lady see him, and she walked forward with a vegetable basket on her shoulders. There were not many vegetables just picked from the vegetable field in the vegetable basket, and it was enough for one meal at most.

She lowered her head and tried to open her eyes, as if she wanted to see the road under her feet clearly.

"Mom..." Song Xinde shouted again.

The old lady didn't know if she was tired from walking, or if she really heard his cry, she stopped, tried to straighten her back, looked around, then took a deep breath, then bowed her back again, and continued to walk forward.

"Hello, excuse me."

Seeing the old lady approaching from a distance, and Song Xinde behind her, He Sihai went up to meet her, and Wanwan trotted to keep up.

"You are?" The old lady squinted her eyes, trying to see He Sihai's appearance clearly.

"Hello, old man, I'm Mr. Song's friend. He asked me to come and see you before, but I didn't expect..."

"President Song? My son Song Xinde?" the old lady asked suspiciously.

"Yes, it's your son. He asked me to help him visit you." He Sihai said with a smile.

He didn't immediately summon the soul lamp, but chatted with the old lady.

"Okay, I'll take you for a run, I'm fine, I'm interested." The old lady said gratefully.

"It's okay, just on the way, I'll help you get this." He Sihai saw that she was struggling with a vegetable basket, so he reached out to help.

"It's okay, I can do it myself." She avoided it slightly, just in time to see Wanwan who was following behind.

"Hey, there's another little girl, is this?"

"She came with me."

"Okay, okay..." The old lady smiled happily when she heard this.

"Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, go to my house and eat some. I'm going to cook, but they are all vegetables grown by myself. Don't mind."

"Okay, excuse me then." He Sihai said with a smile.

So the two followed the old lady into Song Xinde's home.

"How did you meet my son?"

"Ah, I used to be his employee, and Mr. Song took good care of me before." He Sihai said.

"So that's how it is. I just said that my son is a good man, and he is good..." The old lady repeated these words in a murmur.

Then he sighed and said: "It's a pity that good people don't live long, why did I go first?"

He Sihai didn't answer, the old lady quickly changed the topic and said with a smile: "My son is dead, you can still come to see me, thank you, thank you..."

"It's okay." He Sihai said.

Although he said so, the old lady kept thanking him.

"Actually, I came here this time under the entrustment of Mr. Song. He said that you are old and he is worried about living alone, so he found you a nursing home. I hope you can go to the nursing home to spend your old age in peace."

"Nursing home?"

The old lady shook her head immediately upon hearing this.

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm just staying at home."

"Why? You are getting old, and your health is not very good. If you have a headache, no one will take care of you."

"No reason, this is my home, and I will die at home if I die. By the way, look at my house, it is well built. It was built for me by my son. It cost him a lot of money. He is filial. It's..."

The old lady changed the topic abruptly.

"It's good."

"Right, in fact, how can I, an old lady, need such a big house? If it is too big, it will appear deserted, and everything I say will echo. In fact, I don't like it, but my son insists on building it for me. What can I do? ?”

The old lady was disgusted, but her face was full of smiles.

"Sit down for a while, I'll go get some food." After talking about something, he went back to his room and took out a snack box.

"For the children to eat, this is what my son bought for me last time when he came back." The old lady said with a smile.

He Sihai saw that some of the pastries in the snack box were a bit spoiled. It is estimated that the old lady has not been willing to eat them, and they have been stored for too long.

But He Sihai didn't dislike it, but took it, and the old lady happily went to the kitchen.

Watching the old lady leave, He Sihai looked at Song Xinde next to him.

Song Xinde looked at his mother's back with guilt all over his face.

He Sihai took out the soul lamp.

Chapter 1175 Please call me Jingle Wan

He Sihai lit the soul lamp, and Song Xinde looked at his body in surprise.

"Can it still be like this? Am I alive again?"

"Hiahiahia... because of the soul lamp, you can live under the light."

He Sihai hadn't spoken yet, Wanwan explained with a smile on the side.

"Is that so?" Song Xinde glanced at the Soul Lamp in surprise.

But thinking of the fleeting distance just now, I don't feel surprised.

He Sihai handed over the Soul Lamp in his hand and motioned him to go to the kitchen.

Seeing Song Xinde happily go to the kitchen with the soul-inducing lamp, Wanwan raised her neck and looked at He Sihai curiously.

"You want to ask me, why didn't you just give him the lamp just now?"

He Sihai reached out and touched her cute little head.

Wanwan nodded obediently.

"Because...she reminds me of Grandma Taozi." He Sihai murmured.

So he wanted to talk to the old man.

Wanwan heard the words, showing a silent smile, and then looked at the snack plate next to her.

"These should have expired, so you can't eat them."

Wanwan was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, then she took out a lollipop from her small breast pocket and handed it to He Sihai.

"Give it to me?" He Sihai asked in surprise.

Wanwan nodded.

"I won't eat it, you'd better eat it yourself."

Wanwan used her small hand to dig into her breast pocket again, and took out another one.

"Good guy, this is still a little treasure chest, show me, what's in it?"

He Sihai remembered the situation when she stuffed the rattle into her breast pocket before, and she didn't pay attention to it before, but now she suddenly felt something was wrong.

He stretched out his finger to hook Wanwan's pocket, and took a look inside.

Good guy, empty pockets, nothing.

so--

He Sihai looked at Wanwan in surprise.

"Hiahiahia..." Wanwan was full of complacency.

Then he reached out and fumbled in his empty pocket, and found a rattle, and then fumbled, and found a bag of gems, and fumbled again, and found a toy ambulance...

"Okay, okay, don't take it anymore, I understand." He Sihai said a little funny when he saw that she was still taking things out.

This little guy is simply a replica of Doraemon.

They also have a dimensional pocket, but they can't take out all kinds of magical props. What they take out are some small things from her own collection.

At this moment, Song Xinde's mother was busy with something on the stove with her back to the door.

He probably sensed someone coming in, but he didn't turn around, he just smiled and said, "You guys sit outside for a while, it will be fine soon."

"Mom..." Song Xinde called out with some sobs.

The spatula in Song Xinde's mother's hand fell directly into the pot.

"It's really old and useless, and I heard my son calling me..."

The old lady picked up the spatula that fell into the pot, turned around with a smile, and then froze.

She tried to open her eyes wide, and then took a few steps forward.

Rubbing his eyes, the person in front of him is still there.

"Xiao Dezi?"

"Mom, how old am I, can you stop calling me Xiao Dezi?" Song Xinde said with a wry smile.

The old lady stretched out her hand to touch him, it was warm.

Her hands began to tremble.

"I'm not dreaming, I'm not dreaming..."

Then she hugged Song Xinde.

"My son." She hugged Song Xinde and cried loudly.

"Mom." Song Xinde hugged her a little helplessly.

"Why haven't you come back to see me for so long, and haven't called me back? Mom is worried about you?"

The old lady was getting a little confused now, as if she had forgotten that her son was dead.

"mom……"

Song Xinde hugged his mother, stroking her back, feeling like a knife was piercing his heart.

He is busy with work every day, so what is the use of earning so much money, and he can't take a cent with him when he dies, wasting time and energy, how can he be worthy of the kindness of the old lady who gave birth to him and raised him.

"Oh……?"

Wanwan, who was eating a lollipop, turned her head to take a look when she heard the crying, and then looked at He Sihai next to her.

"It's okay, it's just that his mother misses him too much." He Sihai said with a smile.

The little guy nodded when he heard the words, then moved his little butt on the bench, squeezed to He Sihai's side, and continued to eat the lollipop.

so sweet.

After the old lady's mood stabilized, Song Xinde didn't hide it from him. After all, he couldn't stay for a long time, and it was meaningless to hide it.

So he told the old lady what happened in detail.