My gentle girlfriend loves me too much

Chapter 17 Are You Really Kind to Her?

夜晚
Three hours after Ding Yebai left, Yang Zhi returned home with her bag.

As soon as I entered, I saw Qiqi sitting in the courtyard studying.

She walked over, first bent down to look at her side face, then pulled out the small bench and sat beside her.

"What is Kiki writing?"

"Ah, it's sister Yang Zhi!"

Qiqi smiled happily when she saw Yang Zhi, and she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.

Yang Zhi patted her head.

Qiqi: "Sister Yang Zhi, look at my writing, is it good?"

After finishing speaking, he gave Yang Zhi the homework book he had written.

Throughout the matts, only one word [person] is written.

In fact, the writing is still good, square.

Yang Zhi looked at it and smiled: "It's well written."

Qiqi: "Right! Because this character is really super simple and easy to write, and I like writing herringbone the most."

Yang Zhi froze for a moment, pointed to the word [人] in the matt, and said softly: "The word 人 is easy to write, but ah, being a human is not easy."

Qiqi put the notebook on the table and asked her, "Huh?"

Yang Zhi: "Actually, looking at such a simple word, there is a deep explanation."

Kiki: "What is it?"

Yang Zhi used a pen to write in a new matt, stroke by stroke, and said to Qiqi while writing: "We people must be like the character [人]. We must always be upward, and we must be down-to-earth."

"Oh oh oh~ So that's what it means."

"Ah."

"Sister Yang Zhi, don't worry, Qiqi will definitely become a very good adult!"

"Okay, my sister believes in you."

Another familiar touch.

Qiqi blinked her big black eyes and looked at Yang Zhi, and after thinking for a long time, she said, "Speaking of which, is sister Yang Zhi ever sad?"

Yang Zhi: "Why did you say that suddenly?"

Qiqi: "Because I'm sad, every time I want to find my mother, my sister, and my grandma. But I've never seen who Yang Zhi's sister is looking for."

Yang Zhi smiled, and answered her very gently: "Everyone will have uncomfortable times, the important thing is how to digest it. Sister Yang Zhi, at that time, I will look for grandma."

Kiki: "..."

She still felt that sister Yang Zhi was a little pitiful.Grandma is very good, but after all, it is separated by generations.

"Hey..." Qiqi had a lot of words in her heart, but when she said it, there was only a sigh.

Yang Zhi: "Why are you sighing?"

Her expression was as gentle and calm as ever.

The warm smile like the warm sun in spring and summer seems to never disappear from his face, no matter how uncomfortable he feels in his heart.

In fact, for Yang Zhi, as long as she mentioned her mother's matter, her heart would be like being pricked by a needle.

Unlike other children who lost their mother when they were young, she has a deep emotional foundation with her mother.

And her mother did protect her with her body and her life.

When she was a child, she would cry when she saw the text messages left by her mother. After she became an adult, she got better and could control her emotions.

Jingle Bell--

Just at this time, the phone rang, and Yang Zhi took the opportunity of leaving the phone to end the topic in a hurry.

Qiqi stared blankly at her back, and sighed again after a long time.

……

After 10 minutes, the call ends.

Another phone call from school...and endless coursework.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Zhi squeezed out a smile from the corner of his mouth.When I walked to the backyard, I happened to see my grandma sitting in front of the stone table.

"Grandma..."

"Xiaozhi is here."

Grandma folded the book and put it on her lap, squinting her eyes and looking extraordinarily kind.

Yang Zhi walked over and sat beside her.

As soon as she sat down, before her butt was warmed up, grandma said, "I heard what you and Qiqi said."

Yang Zhi froze for a moment, smiled very quietly, put her hands on her knees naturally, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Grandma: "Is your mother's mobile phone still charged?"

"Yes. Yes. Keep charging." Yang Zhi hurriedly took out an old-fashioned phone from his bag.

Mobile phone models from more than ten years ago can be sold as scrap.

Press the phone to see the text message that mother left for Yang Zhi.

Yang Zhi always carries it with her as a treasure. For her, this phone is the most precious thing.

Grandma: "You have to protect it."

Yang Zhi: "Yes."

After that, she paused, her eyelids drooped, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Grandma knows what her little granddaughter is thinking.

pat-

Grandma suddenly took Yang Zhi's hand.

Yang Zhi took advantage of the situation to look over, and looked at her grandma.

Grandma: "Xiaozhi..."

Yang Zhi immediately shook her head: "It's okay." Then she squeezed out a forced smile, her eyes bent into a bridge: "It's just... sometimes... I can't help but miss my mother. Thinking, if there is no me, Will she have a better life?"

After finishing speaking, he paused, made a haha, and smiled cheerfully: "Without me, at least I wouldn't die."

She deliberately said it in a very gentle and relaxed tone, thinking that she would not make this sentence sad, and would not let her grandma realize that she was sad.

Grandma: "Xiaozhi, grandma is always with you."

Seeing that Yang Zhi's mood had eased, the kind old man tightened his grip and squeezed her hand even tighter.

Grandma: "And I think, even if your mother knew that she would protect her daughter to death in an earthquake, she would still choose to do so."

Yang Zhi's eyes were red as she listened.Tears are like the dewdrops on the leaves in the early morning, as long as you touch them lightly, they will drip down immediately.

"Mothers, it's all like this." Grandma touched Yang Zhi's face with her hands, pinched his tall nose bridge, and touched his big eyes: "Okay, don't cry. Since we Xiaozhi survived by luck, I want to use these eyes to see the beauty of the world for my mother, watch the sunrise and sunset, and watch the winter and spring come, okay?"

"En." Yang Zhi, who had been silent for a long time, finally said it out.

"Hey, isn't it cool for grandma to say this?"

"Huh?" Yang Zhi was stunned for a while, then slightly opened her big watery eyes, and then smiled and rolled her eyes a few seconds later: "Yeah. Yes."

Grandma: "Life is long, and there are many worthwhile things. Let me give you a recent example, such as..."

Yang Zhi: "For example?"

Because grandma deliberately didn't say anything later, Yang Zhi became curious.

"Just like today, that boy sent Qiqi home, and made porridge for me and Qiqi. It's very delicious porridge. I always feel that I can't lose to you."

"Boy? Ding Yebai?" Yang Zhi asked in surprise.

Grandma: "Actually, we don't have a deep relationship with him, but we will still do this with good intentions. After thinking about it, I think that apart from him being a good boy, you are also good to him. After all, sincerity is mutual of."

"Be good to him?" Yang Zhi silently repeated what grandma said, then raised her head, calm as always: "No, grandma, you misunderstood. We just told him everything I know, we are just communicating normally."

"Ahaha... That's right."

"Right what?"

"Because as long as we Xiaozhi communicate normally, we are releasing our charm."

"Granddaughter, don't you know how attractive a girl like you is, who is white, tender, gentle, and soft-spoken?"

"Grandma... don't talk nonsense."

"There is endless kindness around you, please be happy."

"..."

Being praised by her grandma, there was nothing she could do. Yang Zhi wiped away her tears and stood up, walking towards the bedroom with her bag on her shoulders.

In the middle of the walk, he suddenly slowed down, and said lightly: "And... even if I treat him well, I should. I owe my senior sister favors, and he is my senior sister's younger brother."

"Huh? Xiaozhi, what did you say?"

"It's okay. It's cold, grandma, go back and rest early, don't catch a cold."

"it is good."

Grandma returned to her body, lowered her head and slowly opened the book, quietly reading the passage in the book.

[Actually, you have read the script of your life long ago in heaven, but you still choose this script because you think there is something in this life that you think is worthwhile. 】

After a long time, he looked up at the sky and sighed.

"Even if you knew the script would be like this, you still chose this script."

"Son, how are you doing over there?"

(End of this chapter)