Ye Qingqing was very surprised, she didn't expect that Tang Bao was not Grandma Gu's biological son, and he didn't even have a blood relationship, he was just a stranger.

But Grandma Gu is willing to work hard to raise a stranger, and she is really a rare and kind-hearted person.

But what about Grandma Gu's relatives?

Where did they go, and why didn't they care about her?

"Has Uncle Tang Bao always been like this?" Ye Qingqing asked curiously.

Grandma Gu tilted her head slightly and recalled, "In the first two years, I could still say a few words, telling me that his name was Tang Bao, and that he could cook, but he didn't say a word in the past few years, and the doctor said that it was a blood congestion in the brain, compressing the nerves, and he had to have surgery to remove the blood congestion, otherwise his life would be in danger." ”

She and Tang Bao came to Pingjiang last year, and they had been in the northwest countryside before, and she planned not to set foot in Pingjiang City in her life, but for Tang Bao, she still came back.

Pingjiang's medical level is second to none in the country, similar to the capital, she is not familiar with the capital, and she does not dare to go, so she can only go back to Pingjiang.

"When is the surgery done? Got a time set? Ye Qingqing asked with concern.

Grandma Gu smiled shyly, embarrassed, "I haven't saved enough money yet, and it will be next year at the earliest." ”

She is old, has no skills, and her physical strength is poor, so she can only go to the stall every night to sell fried skewers with hairy eggs, paste some cartons during the day, and pay the rent, water and electricity with the money she earns, and then eat and drink for the two of them, there is not much left, and I don't know when I will be able to save enough money for surgery?

Alas!

Ye Qingqing glanced at a stack of paper on the cabinet out of the corner of her eye, it was very familiar, it was the old lady pasting the carton every day, her eyes couldn't help but be sour, Grandma Gu pasted the carton during the day and went out at night, how could she afford it?

should be at the age of pure happiness, but Grandma Gu is still running for a living, doesn't she have children?

"Grandma, don't you have any relatives?" Ye Qingqing asked cautiously.

Gu Apo's accent is very mixed, she can speak Pingjiang dialect, but with a bit of a northwest accent, she feels like a Pingjiang person who has lived in the northwest for a long time, or a northwest person who has lived in Pingjiang for a long time.

However, Ye Qingqing guessed that it should be the former.

Although Grandma Gu is old and haggard, she has the grace of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and she must have been a very delicate beauty when she was young, and more importantly, Grandma Gu's eating habits are southerners at first glance.

Grandma Gu's expression changed slightly, and she lowered her head slightly, as if she wanted to hide something, and it took a long time for her to answer, "No...... The dead are dead, and the scattered are scattered...... Home is gone! ”

"None of them?"

After being silent for a long time, Grandma Gu sighed and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, it's gone...... Let's eat! ”

She used chopsticks to pick vegetables for Ye Qingqing, and the bowl quickly became a hill, and she gave Tang Bao vegetables, but she didn't eat much.

"Grandma, you eat too, you haven't eaten much."

Ye Qingqing wanted to pick up vegetables for Grandma Gu, but she didn't have chopsticks, so she had to persuade Grandma to eat.

"When you're older, you don't eat much, you little girl grows up, eat more." Grandma Gu smiled, but there was bitterness in her smile.

Ye Qingqing couldn't help it, she was talking a lot, and asked about Grandma Gu's relatives, Grandma was quite happy, but after recalling the past, she was in a bad mood.

Maybe the past is too sad, otherwise how could there be no loved ones?

Ye Qingqing felt guilty in her heart, she didn't care about eating vegetables, and told her about the iron egg reciting ancient poems that day, and she said it vividly, Grandma Gu was amused and laughed out loud, and her tears burst into laughter.

Ye Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, chatting with her grandmother while eating, Tang Bao had been eating quietly and no longer making a sound, Ye Qingqing didn't dare to talk about anything else, she could only talk about the safest food.