Chapter 52
"You can feel at ease if you think about grandma like that." Granny Su's eyes turned red when she heard that, "You were abandoned by the fickle man of the Shen family, and you didn't even bring your clothes. You are penniless, and your parents are even more fickle. The door was not allowed, poor your grandmother, she couldn't support you, and she couldn't give you a hot meal and a shelter from the wind and rain. Therefore, allowing you to enter Kong's house was the only thing my grandmother could do at that time. "

That’s right, the situation at that time was as miserable as it was for her. Compared to freezing to death and starving to death, at least she could have porridge soup, sweet potatoes, and shelter from the wind and rain in Kong’s house. Actually, speaking of it, Kong Zhishu was right. She is really good, and she has never been beaten, scolded or violent, and she is also good to grandma.

"Grandmother, when my husband and I have a good road, we will definitely bring grandma to enjoy the blessings in the future." Su Wanniang thought from the bottom of her heart, she must work hard to make money, and then put Mrs. Su into her shelter, let this hard-working life old people enjoy the happiness of old age.

"Hey, that's all, grandma is old, and I don't know how many days to live. Grandma sees it. Whether it's enjoying happiness or suffering, every day is a day. Grandma is dead, you can still live a good life, and you can have a happy life with Kong Zhishu."

She is old and has suffered all her life. Mrs. Su no longer has extravagant expectations of happiness. She gave birth to two sons, and the two sons are like enemies. She lives with the eldest son, but the eldest son is not filial. In this life, I have come here in a daze.

But looking at the granddaughter Su Wanniang, she felt sorry for her.

"Wan Niang, think about it, this time flies so fast. In grandma's heart, you are still a ten-year-old child, and grandma still remembers you when you are ten years old." Old lady Su said, teardrops Then rolled out, "Actually, you are a daughter. When you were very young, your grandmother was not close to you because they lived far apart. When you were ten years old, your grandmother didn't say a few words to you. When you were ten years old, your grandmother was kicked out of the house by your uncle and went to your house. Your father was fine, but your mother was so cruel that she didn't even give her a bite to eat, so she asked me to go back to your uncle's house."

What Mrs. Su said is not deep in the memory of Su Wanniang's deity. She is ten years old, and the time is too long. The deity herself can't remember clearly.

"I remember that it was also a snowy day like yesterday. I squatted outside your house in the cold and hungry, thinking that your father would pick me in, but at night, the house was quiet and everyone was asleep. I didn't see your father coming out to see me. At that time, I almost thought that my life was over, but I didn't want to. It was you, the granddaughter who I didn't like all the time, who opened the door for me and led me in. your house."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Su burst into tears, "When I think of that year, your chubby little hand held me and told me, grandma, it's cold outside, and my parents are asleep, so hurry up and get warm in the house! When I think of you being so careful He took out the sweet potatoes hidden under the quilt and told me, "Grandma, eat quickly, I feel bad at all in my heart, because I have no eyesight, and I don't know how to treat you well in the past."

Mrs. Su held Su Wanniang's hand emotionally, "Who said to have children to support the elderly, but my two sons are not as filial as your granddaughter, and not as caring as your granddaughter, Wanniang~ Grandma, in this life, no one will worry about you. I'm worried about your temperament, one day when grandma leaves, you will be bullied~"

At this point, Su Wanniang finally found out about this passage in her memory. It is still not detailed enough, but there is a ten-year-old Su Wanniang who carefully hides her own dinner, a sweet potato, under the bed from the eyes of her family. , Ten-year-old children don't know that even the quilt can't control the temperature of sweet potatoes.

(End of this chapter)

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