Rebirth of the Little Lucky Star in 80s

After Mrs. Shen made the bed, she let Fu Bao sleep in it. After she lay down, the old lady lay down and tucked the quilt for her.

Old man Shen made the floor, looked at the two people lying on the bed, and giggled silly, these two women are his favorite, and being with them is really the happiest thing for him, with all his heart are full.

This life is full!

Old man Shen joked: "Ninny, you sleep here tonight, don't use the bed. If you can't sleep, don't blame grandma."

"No, I'm sure I can fall asleep, and I can sleep well." Fu Bao said, turning over to face Mrs. Shen, reaching out to hug her, burying his small head in her arms, and sniffing her body The pleasant smell of soap seems to be hypnotic to her, making her sleepy all of a sudden.

Just like when she was a child, if she couldn't fall asleep, all she had to do was ask her grandma, and she would surely fall asleep soon.

Seeing her hugging Mrs. Shen, old man Shen was a little jealous, his heart was sour, and he hated himself for not being a woman. If so, Fu Bao can hug him, can't he?

Old man Shen was annoyed, and after turning off the lights in the room, he lay down on the floor.

Fu Bao leaned in the warm arms of Mrs. Shen, thinking that she would not see her tomorrow, the urge to cry came up all of a sudden, her nose was sore, she said in a low voice: "Grandma, you sing a song for me!" A song? You sang it to lull me to sleep when I was young..."

Old Mrs. Shen laughed suddenly, "What's the matter, my daughter still wants to listen to such songs, you've grown up so much."

"Even if she grows up, she's still grandma's daughter."

"Okay, okay, grandma will sing for you." Mrs. Shen smiled, stretched out her hand and patted her on the back lightly, and then sang in a low voice, "Grandma Yue, shake it. Dad weaves, mother spins flowers." .I opened the back door to wash clothes, washed quietly, beat lightly, and sent my elder brother to school. Read four books, read articles, seek fame, and glorify ancestors. Red flags are planted on the gate to see if there is any pomp or not.”

"Malan flower, Malan flower, not afraid of wind and rain, hardworking people are talking, please bloom now..."

"Pull the big saw, pull the big saw, and sing a big show at the door of my hometown. Pick up the daughter, change the son-in-law, and the little nephew is going too..."

Mrs. Shen just sang the first line, and hot tears fell from Fu Bao's eyes uncontrollably, her eyes were blurred and she couldn't see anything clearly. Fortunately, the light was turned off, and the room was very dark, so she didn't find herself crying.

Mrs. Shen's kind and gentle voice lingered in her ears, and she brought Fubao back to the past. From the moment she was born, the whole family was so happy, and then she was pampered like a princess. Gossiped by the villagers.

But grandparents, parents and elder brother still regard her as the most precious person. She will never forget their kindness to her. Even if she never sees them again, she will definitely engrave them firmly in her mind.

Mrs. Shen patted her and continued to sing, "In the garden, under the fence, I am a little red flower, the spring sun shines on my head, and the spring rain rustles..."

Fu Bao's tears flowed even more fiercely. No matter how the embankment broke, the water couldn't be stopped, and it fell down in a rustle. With air stuck in her throat, she bit her lip hard to prevent herself from making a sound, and continued to listen to Mrs. Shen singing.