I just graduated from college and asked my goddess teacher to take maternity leave

The call was from Lin Feng, "Mom, Dad, Dad is gone."

I could vaguely hear my daughter crying and the doctor saying something.

"I see."

Leng's mother accepted this matter very calmly. Thinking back to the dream, she vaguely guessed the content of the phone call and her heart ached.

Zhengde and Zhengli were still young and did not understand what death meant. As far as they could remember, Father Leng had met them only a few times. In their impression, he was just an old man with white hair and a kind smile.

So, when they saw my aunt and uncles crying, they were very quiet, with confusion in their eyes.

Apart from them, Fu Baobao's feelings for his father Leng are not as warm as his brothers.

As she grew up, the two elders of the Leng family also grew old, one in Yue City and the other moved back to Yancheng.

Apart from the holidays and daily phone calls to chat with my parents, there is basically no communication.

She had heard from her father that her grandparents loved her very much when she was a child.

But these were slowly forgotten as soon as she could remember.

Xixi is a reserved person. Even if he is sad, he will not cry like a baby like Duoduo, nor will he shed tears silently like Xiaobao. He will just remain silent with red eyes.

They knew that grandpa's death was just the beginning.

The elderly in the family are getting old, and they have to gradually accept the separation from their loved ones and the birth of new life.

Duoduo didn't know why, but when he looked at Zhou Xuewei's belly, he thought that there was a child inside, a child who would be born in a few months.

He is the child's father, he (she) is connected to him (her) by blood...

The previous confusion and worries disappeared at this moment, replaced by expectation, the desire for new life, and a new vision for one's future life.

Zhou Xuewei held him and coaxed him like a child.

"Xue Wei..."

"Well, I'm here."

"I will try my best to be a good father."

"Well, I believe you, and the baby believes in daddy too."

Zhou Xuewei was a little surprised by these words that suddenly came out. She felt the intensity of Duoduo's emotions at this moment, and she responded by hugging him tightly.

Lin Feng and Xiaobao took care of Leng's father's funeral affairs. Leng Mengxi accompanied Leng's mother, and the children were also there.

The death of Leng's father was reported by the news media and became a hot topic.

Many colleagues from Jin City rushed to attend the memorial service, and those who were unable to come sent elegiac couplets.

In just a few days, Leng's mother became extremely haggard and forced herself to face everyone.

"Mom, let me help you go and rest for a while."

Mother Leng nodded and took a look at the black and white photo of Father Leng: It would be great if Dabao could come and take a look.

Next, cremation will be arranged and then sent to the cemetery.

"This tomb is mine. We won't be lonely if we live next to each other." Leng's mother smiled and said, "I have been married to him for half my life. It's boring to be together after death."

Although she said it was boring, Leng's mother couldn't hide the smile on her face.

After the burial, Lin Feng and his wife stayed to help Leng's mother sort out the remains, while the children did what they were supposed to do.

Lin's father passed away very suddenly. It took less than 24 hours, and everything in the house was still the same as before.

Looking at the fan on the table, Leng's mother picked it up and said sadly.

"I was just holding the fan, and the second I turned around I fell down. Life is so unpredictable."

Lin Feng and his wife didn't know what to say, they just hoped that Leng's mother could get out of her grief as soon as possible, and Leng Mengying also comforted herself in this way.

"Your dad has the most stuff in this house, and it's the messiest, but he won't let Auntie clean it up.

I always tell him, 'Since you won't let your aunt clean up, why don't you clean it up for me? It's a mess every day.'"

"Look, this is the fishing rod he bought at a high price. He loved fishing during that time, and Xiaoying was afraid that he would stay up late, so she called him every night to urge him.

With your dad's fishing skills, he would come back empty-handed every day, and he was afraid that I would be unhappy, so he went to the market to buy some small fish.

Not only did he fool me, he also posted it on WeChat Moments to show off. I just watched him perform quietly without exposing myself.

Maybe it was because I came up empty-handed too many times fishing, or maybe my body couldn’t take it anymore, so after playing chess with an old man in the park, I fell in love with chess again.”

Mother Leng kept muttering to herself as she cleaned up.

After the clothes were sorted, what was left were Leng's father's antique calligraphy and paintings, as well as some collected wines.

"Take these, Xiaofeng, and pass them on to Xiaobao and the others. Also, these bottles of wine… The first time he saw this wine was when you got married. He was reluctant to drink it and kept waiting, but he still hasn't had a sip until now."

"He only had two bottles of this wine. He used one to entertain the guests and left the other untouched. He even said he would come over this year to have a few drinks with you and the kids."

Mother Leng waved her hands, "Take them all away, take them all away, don't let me see you sad."

Lin Feng nodded, "Okay, I'll sort them out."

Mother Leng stood up and said, "I'll go to the utility room to clean it up. It's full of all his miscellaneous things."

The utility room was a mess, and every time Mother Leng went to clean up Father Leng, she would tell him not to move.

Over time, that's how it is.

The mother and daughter packed up the items one by one and found that there were old items inside, like a treasure trove.

"Mom, look, this is your old photo album."

"Eh? Let me see."

The mother and daughter had an impression of this photo album, but they never saw it again afterwards.

The photos in the album were all taken when they were young. To be honest, when he was young, Leng's father looked overshadowed by his wife when he stood next to her.

Leng's mother is tall, has a pretty face, and dresses very fashionably, not inferior to a beauty pageant contestant at all.

Looking at Leng's father again, he is handsome, but his hair is messy, he wears a white shirt and suit pants, and his smile is stiff.

"And there are pictures of you when you were a child."

"Let me see."

The photo has turned yellow and some people can't see it clearly. After reading it, Leng Mengying plans to ask Xiaobao for advice to see if it can be restored using technology.

"what is this?"

"Hey, who is the woman on this pocket watch?"

I regretted it after asking Leng Mengying. This woman was obviously not Leng's mother. In an instant, many bloody plots came to my mind.

"Let me see..." Mother Leng was stunned. "This was when I was young and had just met your father."

In fact, if you look closely, you can see what Leng's mother looks like, but Leng Mengying didn't see it clearly just now.

"Is this Dabao and Xiaobao's toy?"

"Seems to be."

There are not only ones for Dabao and Xiaobao, but also ones for Xixi and Duoduo. In short, there is everything in there.

It took three days to sort out the things, and except for some things that Leng's mother wanted to keep, everything else was dealt with.

As for how to deal with it, it is left to my daughter and son-in-law.

"Mom, come to Nanshi and live with us."

"No, I like quietness. You guys are too noisy."

"It's noisy, I like quietness too, and the aunt at home is also quiet, she won't disturb you."

"No, I'm in Yancheng. Don't worry, I have my aunt to take care of me, and..." Mother Leng took a deep breath, "Sometimes it's fate, and we have no choice but to end it."

Anyway, Leng's mother refused to come to Nanshi no matter what.

On the day they left, only Leng's mother was there to see them off, with no sign of Leng's father.

"Mom, I'm leaving."

"Go ahead, and call me when you get home."

Leng Mengying looked back every few steps, "Mom, you have to take good care of yourself. I will come to see you often."

Mother Leng smiled, "Why are you looking at me? I'm fine. Just do your thing and don't worry about me."

After her daughter and son-in-law disappeared, the smile on Leng's mother's face gradually disappeared, and she murmured to herself.

"I should also prepare for my funeral. Well, I need to leave a will or something."

"Old man Leng is such a jerk. He left me alone... He just walked away happily without any regrets at all?"

Thinking of him in his dream, Leng's mother wiped her tears, put on her glasses and wrote her first will.

Dabao, I’m your grandma.

When you see this letter, grandma won’t know what you look like in the past few years.

Grandma is gone, don’t cry, don’t be sad, this day will come to everyone.