This delicate balance came to an end on the third day when the manuscript was finally completed.

On this day, I was tortured by the half-truth manuscript and only had half my life left, and after half an hour of bombing by my brother, I reluctantly went downstairs to eat.

This time, the phone rang, but no one moved, obviously premeditated, I looked at the expressionless family, shook my head helplessly, and gave Bai Qiong a look.

Bai Qiong shook her round body, swayed and jumped on the table, flicked her tail by the way, and the phone rang non-stop and immediately quieted, and the family was stunned for a long time, until the grandfather's voice came from the other end of the phone, and my father looked at me helplessly, got up, and picked up the phone.

"Dad!"

“..”

"Well, she's here"

“..”

"Yes!"

I'm tempted to ask: what is OK?

It's a pity that they didn't give me a chance to escape this time, the phone was pressed on speakerphone, whether I wanted to or not, grandpa's words, I heard it clearly, and I didn't dare to come out except for the atmosphere, but I couldn't do anything to respond.

"Ning'er, I know you're there"

“..”

"Grandpa is old, he can see everything, Jing'er's matter, I never blamed you, you come to see grandpa, okay?" Grandpa's words were earnest, revealing irrepressible sadness.

"Grandpa!" It was not the first time that my brother had heard this tone from his grandfather, but he was still infected by the sadness in it, and he couldn't help but call.

"It's okay, Xiaoyu, help me persuade Ning'er, grandpa thinks she thinks about it tightly, let her respond" Grandpa's sad voice angered the mother who was listening.

"Yin Ning! Grandpa has said everything about this, what else are you going to do? You have to know that we don't owe you, and you owe us! Mother's voice trembled, and the tears that she endured flowed down uncontrollably, why did she give birth to such a wrong? What did she do in her last life? This life is such a rebel?

"Enough!" Dad said in a deep voice, "Isn't it enough to complain about all these years? Dad has forgiven her, how long do you have to care? ”

"But quiet.."

"Xiaoyu, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, not to mention. She's still the meat that fell from your body, her personality, how have you ever understood, seeing is not necessarily believing," Grandpa interrupted his mother's words, his tone full of reproach.

Bai Qiong rubbed beside me, and her big eyes blinked again and again, as if comforting and understanding.

"Grandpa" I was surprised to find that I could make such a dry sound as well.

"Ning'er?" Grandpa was excited: "You're finally willing to talk to me?" ”

"Grandpa wants Ning'er to go, does grandpa know the reason why Ning'er hid from you?" I closed my eyes, adjusted my sitting posture, and gave Bai Qiong a smooth hair for a while.

"Maybe I didn't know before, but now. Grandpa also guessed seven or eight points, rest assured, grandpa has a number in his heart" Grandpa's tone of seeing through life and death surprised everyone present.

"Grandpa, tired?"

"Well, is Ning'er willing to fulfill her grandfather?"

“..”

"Dad, what kind of dumb riddle are you playing?" Dad frowned, he always felt that his grandfather and grandson were talking about something shady.

"It's nothing, I just want to meet my granddaughter in the last days"

"Dad, what are you talking about, your body is so strong," Mom couldn't help but blame.

"It's enough to live these years, hey, look at my old man, when I'm older, I like to feel spring and autumn, don't care, when is Ning'er going to come, grandpa left your favorite wild mulberry fruit "Grandpa, this is a temptation?"

“..” I hung my head, but my heart was overturned, my grandfather had something to say, obviously aware of what happened back then, but what about myself? If grandpa really wants to be liberated, should he be satisfied?

"Ning'er?"

"Grandpa" spoke again, and my voice had returned to normal, "My work here is not finished yet."

"Ning'er wants to perfunctory me again?" Grandpa said angrily.

"No, when I take care of this, I'll go, when the time comes. Ning'er accompanied her grandfather to catch fish and climb the mountain, grandpa, are you really sure you want me to go? I asked, holding on to the last glimmer of hope.

"Of course, I'll wait for you, remember to call in advance, grandpa will pick you up at the station"

"Good!"

This is the most refreshing time for grandpa to hang up the phone, as if he is afraid that someone will regret it, even a goodbye is stingy, listening to the beep, I can't help but shake my head and smile bitterly, it's time to correct my mistake of changing my life against the sky.