() The moon is high, and the night is cool as water.

Wang Dong paced from the house to the courtyard, sat down on a small stool in the yard, and looked down at his palm.

This is a rough pendant, which is tied up by a black line that is already hairy. The front of the pendant is a photo. In the photo, there is an old man and a middle -aged man and a woman.

What is the corner of the old man's mouth with a kind smile, and the middle -aged men and women have a happy smile.

It was a family portrait, the only photo left by Wang Dong's parents, and Wang Dong's only thought.

The overall silver quality of the pendant, the word "Fushou Ankang" in the back is the four words "Fu Shou Ankang".

Wang Dong still remembers that this was sent by his mother when he was six years old. It was the last Ri that his parents accompanied him.

In recent years, Wang Dong has been reluctant to bring his pendant on his body, for fear of throwing it or accidentally bumping. The reason why Wang Dong came out of the hospital was so anxious to pick up his luggage with the wealth hotel, not because of the clothes and a few in the luggage and a few.

Piece RI supplies, but because the pendant is placed in the luggage.

Wang Dong can lose anything, but this pendant cannot be lost.

Looking up at the moon that has not been full of his head, Wang Dong murmured, and the moon has yin clear.

A squeak opened the door to wake up Wang Dong, who was in a daze, Wang Dong overd the head, and saw the green plum that revealed half of his head from the side door.

Seeing that Wang Dong found himself, Qingmei grinned and said, "Xiao Dong, I heard the movement in the yard, come out and see, didn't bother you."

Wang Dong also laughed, beckoning to show that Qingmei came over. Perhaps because Qingmei was the relationship between him, with Qingmei, Wang Dong always had a kind of closeness and trust from the bottom of his heart.

"Green Plum." Wang Dong overd her head, just to get on the eyes of Qingmei, and then called out, and then lost the following.

Wang Dong didn't speak, and Qingmei didn't dare to squeak, but just sat quietly with Wang Dong.

"Qingmei," called Qingmei again, and Wang Dong asked softly: "Do you still have the memory before me?"

Qingmei shook his head and said, "No, the first person I consciously saw is Xiao Dong, you. I only know that Xiao Dongge is my master. Everything I want to do is mainly Xiao Dong.

Brother. Then, in addition to speaking and literacy, there is nothing. "

Is there no previous memory? But how do you live without a person who has not had past memories?

Wang Dong looked at the eyes of Qingmei's pure and mixed impurities, and it seemed that there was no thoughts, and he couldn't help but say that he couldn't care about any memories of the past.

"I have lived in the countryside since I was a child. There are moms and dads and grandpa at home. Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, this is just a very ordinary family, but I think it is very precious." Wang Dong slowly said to Qingmei, regardless of the king, regardless of the king, regardless of the king, regardless of the king, regardless of the king

Any words that Dong said will listen carefully. "When I was seven years old, my parents came to work in dry sea and said that they would make a lot of money for me to make a lot of money with grandpa. They said that they would come back at the end of the year before they left, but I still still come back, but I still still have

The crying was crowded, pulling it, I didn't want them to let them go. "

"At that time, the phone was not popular. I couldn't contact my parents. I could only sit at the door of the house a day and wait for them to come back. After waiting for the day after the day, but at the end of that year, they didn't return.

It's rare, pulling Grandpa to ask Grandpa to take me to find my parents. "

"Grandpa always said that parents were delayed by things, and they would come back after a while. After a while, after a while, when was this? At that time, it became the longest time adjective in my mind. Long."

"I go to school, school, drop out of school, work, and plant land. It has been fifteen years, and I have grown up, but why haven't they come back yet?"

"I can't wait anymore, I beg my grandpa, I want to come to Qianhai to find my parents, I have to find them anyway. Ask them why they don't go home these years, ask them why I don't care about my grandpa. Haha, say I am straightforward, but I feel that I really wait for me to find them, and I can't say anything after seeing them. "

"Grandpa didn't leave me, just said that let me be careful outside, and go home and wait for them to come back. Then I carefully wrapped me with a handkerchief and put it in my luggage. I arrived at the village entrance, and then watched me go out and far away. Just like it was sent to my parents that year. "

"That day, the grandfather standing in the setting sun seemed to become the center of the sun, making me unable to see Grandpa's expression. I didn't look back, because I don't want Grandpa to see his grandson who was so big, and he would still be like a grandson, and he would still be like a grandson, and he would still still be like a grandson, and he would still be like a grandson, and he would still be so big. I cried like a child. I could feel the heavy eyes of Grandpa, which seemed to be stored in my bag, which made me carry it until now. I walked all the way, and my tears also sprinkled all the way. I made my heart ruthless, I made my heart ruthless, I made my heart ruthless, I made my heart ruthless, I made my heart ruthless, I made my heart ruthless, I made my heart ruthless, I made my heart ruthless, I made my heart ruthless, I made my heart ruthless, I was ruthless in my heart. I must find my parents and take them home. "

"..."

Wang Dong has never said these things to others, including his own grandpa.

But some thoughts were suppressed for too long. It was inevitable that Wang Dong said to Qingmei that night, and his voice was low and calm.

Qingmei is undoubtedly a good listener. She seems to feel the sadness of Wang Dong's heart. She grasped Wang Dong's left hand tightly with both hands, looked at Wang Dong with her eyes, and after listening to all the words Wang Dong said.

The breeze is not dry, and Wang Dong and Qingmei's cheeks are brushed, like an old man gently stroking Wang Dong's forehead.

Wang Dong suddenly remembered his grandpa at home, is he okay?

Waiting to get rid of the Dongye people, you should go back and see. For two years, if I still can't find my parents, then go back to accompany Grandpa. People are old, and someone should always take care of.

Mom and dad were not there, so let me accompany them with grandpa.

Holding Qingmei's hand, Wang Dong's thoughts slowly floated, and seemed to float back to the hometown surrounded by the green mountains, and his grandfather still stood at the village entrance, his eyes looked away, and never left.

Inside the door of the room, Yan Jinxuan leaned on the door and did not come out. Instead, he stood in the door and silently listened to Wang Dong from beginning to end.

Yan Jinxuan, obviously the story of someone else, Wang Dong didn't cry. Why do you cry? Do you want to want your parents? Perhaps such a fragile girl is the real you.

Everyone has their own stories, some need to listen, and some are unspeakable hidden in their hearts.
Chapter completed!