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Nan Baoyi covered her mouth in disbelief.
Grandma, she
What's going on here? !
Nan Baozhu's eyes were red and she whispered: "I heard people say that some old people will suffer from amnesia as they get older. Could it be that grandma also No wonder she always forgets things these days. She likes to ask you when you will come home. Mother Ji clearly answered, but after a day and a half, she had to ask again."
Nan Baoyi was stunned.
When he came back to his senses, he raised his hand to wipe his face, but found that his face was full of tears.
She never knew that her grandmother often asked others when she would go home.
During her days and nights in Jiangnan, did her grandmother often ask?
She cried and stepped forward to hold the old man's hand: "Grandma"
The old man was caught off guard. The bag of peanut candy he was carrying fell to the ground. It was stained by rain and soil and was no longer edible.
The old man scolded: "How could you, a good girl, spill other people's things?"
She bent down to pick it up: "My Jiaojiao'er and Zhu Yatou love to eat this. Every time they go to my yard, I have to prepare a plate The second daughter-in-law doesn't allow them to eat sweets, but how can children not like it? Where¡¯s the candy¡¡±
She spoke in a doting tone.
Nan Baoyi couldn't help but think of many things from her childhood.
She often sneaks outside the house and stands under the loquat tree at the end of the street, eagerly looking forward to her father coming home.
But she can never look forward to her father.
She would sit alone under a tree and cry. As she cried, her grandmother would come to her, coax her with peanut candy, help her scold her father, hold her little hand and take her home.
Now my grandmother has amnesia and has forgotten many things and the people around her.
But she always remembered to go to the loquat tree at the end of the street to pick up her granddaughter and take her home.
¡°It¡¯s ridiculous that she has been traveling all these years, busy with her small family, but she doesn¡¯t know what her grandmother likes to eat, and she never knows how much her grandmother looks forward to her coming home.
Nan Baoyi choked with sobs.
She collapsed and fell to her knees.
"Grandma!"
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Nanfu, Songheyuan.
The autumn rain has stopped, and the scattered vegetation in the garden is like washing with water, with a layer of crystal clear water droplets hanging between the branches and leaves. When the wind blows, they roll to the ground.
Nan Baoyi sat on the veranda on the back of the beauty, staring at the autumn scenery, with many memories flashing through her pupils.
Jiang Suihan came along the verandah and said calmly: "The old lady has gone to bed."
Nan Baoyi looked at him: "Is it amnesia?"
Jiang Suihan nodded.
The amnesia suffered by the elderly in ancient times is Alzheimer's disease in later generations, also known as Alzheimer's disease.
Nan Baoyi opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Jiang Suihan said: "There is no possibility of a radical cure. Even if Bian Que and Hua Tuo are alive, there is nothing we can do."
Nan Baoyi bit her lip.
She turned her head, her eyes turning red and moist again.
Birth, old age, illness and death are just the normal conditions in this world.
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When Nan Baoyi came to the dormitory, there was a chaos inside.
Her father knelt down in front of the bed and cried endlessly, as if the sky had fallen.
The second uncle and second aunt stood aside wiping tears, not knowing what to do.
My brother and the others also had sad faces. The younger generation had a deep relationship with their grandmother. Even though they were tall men, they were almost crying.
Nan Baoyi took a deep breath.
She stepped forward and grabbed her father and cursed: "Grandma is still alive and well. Why are you crying?! Grandma has taken care of you for most of your life. Dad, you should also pay attention. Don't go out to eat, drink and gamble. You should take good care of your grandma at home. Got it!"
Nanguang cried until his face turned red, and he was really sad.
He nodded desperately, rushed to the bed again, gently brushed away the old man's white hair, and choked with sobs: "Mother"
Nan Baoyi couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
With tears rolling down her face, she turned around and left quickly.
He Ye met her in the corridor: "Miss"
Nan Baoyi wiped away her tears and said, "Go and say hello to Shiku. I won't be returning to the palace tonight. I, I want to spend time with my grandmother."
?Also try some of my grandmother¡¯s favorite dishes.
Listen to it too?A play that my grandmother loved to hear.
She went home, so she could be called grandma and no longer be so lonely.
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The imperial study room.
Xiao Yi finished processing the memorial and raised his head: "She's not coming back?"
Shiku nodded: "Something happened to the old lady. She said she suffered from amnesia. It was quite serious and she couldn't recognize her clearly. My humble grandmother also suffered from amnesia before she was alive I still feel sad when I think about it."
Xiao Yi put down his ink pen.
He stood up and stepped behind the screen: "Change."
He changed into Zhang Danhuang's regular clothes, quietly left the palace on horseback, and went straight to Nanfu.
It¡¯s dusk, and the mansion is lighting up the lights.
He sneaked into the Songhe Courtyard quietly without disturbing others. The lights were flickering under the eaves, and the maids all had sad faces. His third uncle was wailing and being dragged out of the dormitory by several nuns.
They all advised: "The old lady is sleeping, and the third master is crying so loudly, he will disturb the old lady!"
¡°Can you please go back to your room and cry?¡±
While talking, they drifted away.
Xiao Yi paused and walked slowly to the front of the dormitory.
He opened the door.
The house was filled with the fragrance of Buddha, and the old man was sleeping peacefully in the inner room.
He closed the door and sat next to the bed.
The old man has white hair, a very kind face, and a slightly rosy cheek. He doesn't look like he is sick, but he is suffering from an incurable disease.
The past events flashed through his mind like flashes of light.
The old man loves his little granddaughter to the core.
Even at such a young age, she still took Nanfu away from her ancestral home and Shengjing, moved to Shengjing, and moved to Chang'an, not for the family's wealth, but for her little granddaughter.
¡ª¡ªHow about using your wealth and connections in Shu County to create a beautiful avenue for me and bet on the prosperity of the Nan family?
¡ª¡ªMy Jiaojiao son is very willful and willful, and I am afraid that the Marquis will be bored in the future.
¡ª¡ªIf she goes wild, I am willing to spend millions of my family wealth and lead thousands of troops to accompany her.
¡ª¡ªMy charming daughter will not allow her husband to take concubines, for fear that the marquis will regret it in the future.
¡ª¡ªI am willing to be her subordinate in this life.
He still remembers those promises from the past.
Xiao Yi stared at the old man and whispered: "I have received a lot of kindness from the Nan family and a great kindness from you, but I have never had the chance to repay you. Although you don't remember the past, Xiao Yi will still take good care of you as promised. Nan Jiaojiao. Don¡¯t worry.¡±
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Good night
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