马苋菜 发表于 2025-5-23 13:44

忆奶奶（3）

<!----><style type="text/css">html{font-size:375%}</style><link href="https://pic.app.ytbbs.com/static/publish/css/style.css?v=20240712" rel="stylesheet" position="1" data-qf-origin="/static/publish/css/style.css?v=20240712"><!--    付费贴-->    <div class="preview_article ">            <!---->    <p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;前面说了，我陪奶奶的时候，她已经很老了。村里有老人去世，就害怕。怕奶奶死，就没有奶奶了，更怕在我陪着她的时候死了。有了这个想法，又不能对奶奶说。就自己胡想，从很小时候就失眠。粗心妈妈说，小孩儿丫丫，毛病真不少。&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;我们那有成片的大山，有驻军营房。那里经常放电影，我跟着大人去看。回来时候，进到院子，虽然怕黑，也先趴在窗户对着屋里叫奶奶，得到回应才敢进去。&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;有一次，和往常一样叫一声，准备要进门，却没有得到回应。收回迈出去的脚，再叫一声，依然没有回应，心，一紧，脚底发凉。继续叫，声音都变了，再叫一声带着哭腔&hellip;&hellip;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &ldquo;死啦&rdquo;奶奶带着笑音的应了一声。&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &ldquo;啊啊啊啊&rdquo;我惨叫着，一头撞开门，跳上炕，蒙上被，哇哇大哭。奶奶一边连人带被的抱着我，一边笑着说，不怕，不怕，我这不好好的吗？&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;我不管，我的怕，已经装满了。（在成年后和妈妈交谈过，妈妈没有多少文化，但是，很好学，接受能力也不差。她说没有文化的原因，加上孩子多，你那块爹，又不顾家。 为了生计，那里有耐心对待孩子。更别说知道孩子心里想啥了，听都没听 过）&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 那个晚上，我肆无忌惮的哭。奶奶一直安慰我，她老人家更多的是感动，觉着小孙女不愿意她死，不停的说，哪里那么容易就死了，我好好的呢。我知道你先叫我，是怕我死了。就是逗逗你。而我，不愿意她死是一个方面，更多的是怕。是一个七八岁孩子，这么的靠近死亡，她，有多无助啊！（太心疼那个小小的自己了。哭一会去，呜呜&hellip;&hellip;）</p>    <!----></div>            

sayyousayme 发表于 2025-5-23 13:55

一个普通人 发表于 2025-5-23 14:33

一个当奶奶的人想她自己的奶奶了
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