Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

Grandma is dying!

An Xiaohai's mind went blank, as if it had exploded. This was completely different from hearing the news of An Zheran's death!

Of the four elderly people in the family, Grandma was the one who doted on An Xiaohai the most and was also the one who was most attached to him. In another time and space, Grandma was also the first one who couldn't bear the blow and passed away.

An Xiaohai thought he could change the outcome this time, but the tragedy still happened, and at this moment, he was not by his grandmother's side either!

"Damn An Zheran!..." An Xiaohai gritted his teeth in hatred.

There was no time to think about any of that. An Xiaohai rushed to the taxi stand, hailed a cab, paid the driver three times the fare, and sped home as fast as he could.

With no one home, An Xiaohai made inquiries and learned that the person was at the county hospital. An Xiaohai cursed himself for being stupid and rushed to the county hospital as quickly as possible.

Seeing his family members crying uncontrollably in the county hospital, An Xiaohai felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Grandma has passed away, and she was unable to see An Xiaohai one last time!

Overwhelmed by grief, An Xiaohai's world turned into chaos. What followed was a series of events: handling procedures, making registrations, and contacting the funeral home and crematorium.

An Xiaohai did everything in a daze, as if everything had happened, yet it also seemed as if nothing had happened.

If it weren't for Pan Zhuangzhuang and Kunji running around helping him, An Xiaohai wouldn't know how he would have survived.

After the funeral hall for his grandmother was set up, the heart-wrenching pain finally came like a tidal wave. An Xiaohai knelt in front of his grandmother and never got up again. He neither ate nor drank nor slept, and no one could persuade him to stop.

This went on for two days, and the family, including the funeral home staff, were extremely anxious. The weather in Deepsea City was scorching hot at the end of June, and the body couldn't be left lying around any longer; it had to be cremated immediately.

But An Xiaohai refused. His blood-red eyes made everyone's hearts tremble, and no one dared to touch him.

Grandma passed away, and Grandpa was the most heartbroken. He couldn't comfort An Xiaohai for the time being. Grandpa and Grandma on the other hand, who were not very talkative and not good at comforting people, could only watch anxiously from the sidelines.

Chen Shuifen, the only one who could persuade An Xiaohai, had suffered two such heavy blows in succession, and she herself was on the verge of collapse. Let alone persuading An Xiaohai, she probably would have completely collapsed if Chen Xiru hadn't been there for her.

Chen Xiru quickly made a phone call to let Lin Xuan'er go home early, but when Lin Xuan'er saw An Xiaohai's appearance, she completely forgot to persuade him. She just held An Xiaohai's hand and knelt down beside him.

This is even more troublesome!

On the morning of the third day, the smell in the mourning hall was already very strong. An Zhenhua asked everyone else to leave the mourning hall, and then he sighed softly, walked to An Xiaohai's side, and sat down on the ground with his knees drawn up to his chest.

Lin Xuan'er had already fallen asleep leaning on An Xiaohai's shoulder. She rushed back in a hurry and knelt with An Xiaohai for most of the day, and she was really exhausted.

"Xiao Hai, don't be sad. Your grandma didn't leave. She... just went back."

"grandfather……"

An Xiaohai finally reacted and turned to look at An Zhenhua.

An Zhenhua's condition was somewhat strange. He looked as if he had aged more than ten years, with bloodshot eyes, yet he had a smile on his face.

Grandpa's condition finally brought An Xiaohai out of his immense grief and confusion, and he suddenly realized that he had been somewhat willful.

"Xiao Hai, do you know how Grandpa and Grandma got together?"

"I don't know, Grandpa..." An Xiaohai shook his head, somewhat bewildered.

"It's alright, don't worry about me, I'm fine. I just wanted to talk to you and Yu Jiao," An Zhenhua smiled and lowered his head.

"Yes, very few people know about my story with Yu Jiao now."

Those who knew about these things have mostly passed away. Let me tell you, otherwise, once I'm gone, no one will ever know these things again.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?!" An Xiaohai became really nervous; An Zhenhua's current state was clearly very wrong.

"I'm fine, really, don't worry," An Zhenhua gently patted An Xiaohai's hand and said with a smile.

"You don't need to be so nervous. Remember when you were little, you asked your grandpa how he and grandma met? Did they meet in kindergarten? Grandpa told you yes, but he lied to you. Now, let me tell you the story."

An Xiaohai became even more nervous. Instead of stopping An Zhenhua, he quickly tried to move his body. His body was numb from kneeling, so he had to move around so he could be better prepared should anything happen to his grandfather.

An Zhenhua stared intently at his grandmother's portrait, as if everything in the outside world had become irrelevant to her.

"That year, the People's Liberation Army began to cross the river. The army of the Party and the State was in chaos. We civilian staff followed the army southward, feeling lost and not knowing where we were going. We just kept heading south for our lives."

As we walked, we suddenly stopped ahead and heard a burst of gunfire. We had been ambushed by guerrillas.

The battle lasted for four days. Just when everyone was extremely anxious and on the verge of collapse, the team finally began to move forward, and everyone's hearts, which had been hanging in suspense, finally relaxed a little.

As I walked along with the crowd, I suddenly saw a group of ragged people tied to a big tree by the roadside. After asking around, I learned that these people were members of the Nanjiang Guerrilla Team, and they were the ones who had fought the ambush a few days ago.

They only had a few hundred men, a hundred or so beat-up guns, and they were starving and freezing, yet they dared to fight back against our ambush! Keep in mind, we had two whole divisions on our side! ...

They not only fought, but they held out for four days, a full four days!

In the end, only a dozen or so of the original three hundred men remained. They did not retreat an inch until they ran out of ammunition and were captured.

I spotted your grandmother right away among those dozen or so people.

Your grandma was so young back then! She looked like a middle school girl. She was barefoot, with rolled-up trousers and short, ear-length hair. She was so dashing, but the way she stared at us was so fierce…”

"And then what happened?..." An Xiaohai was captivated by her grandfather's story, but in her memory, her grandmother had always been very kind, even a little timid, and she couldn't imagine her grandmother being fierce.

An Zhenhua glanced at An Xiaohai, his smile growing even wider:

"Later, the division commander who was ambushed wanted to execute your grandmother and the others, but said he would let them go if they knelt down and begged for mercy. Do you know how your grandmother dealt with them?"

"How did you deal with it?"

"Your grandmother recited a poem to them. It scared the division commander so much that he fled in panic, forgetting all about executing them."

"What poem?"

"What is the meaning of this day, when I am beheaded? Starting a business is difficult and involves many battles. Now I go to the underworld to summon my old troops, and with ten thousand banners, I will slay Yama!"

What a magnificent spirit!

A young girl leading a group of poor peasants who couldn't even get enough to eat—they actually had such courage and spirit! The Party-State's defeat was no injustice...

Your grandfather was captured back then; his whole heart was captured.

"And then what happened?"

"Later, we were really captured. Because of your grandmother's resistance, the People's Liberation Army surrounded us. Two divisions of the army, plus all of us, became your grandmother's prisoners."

I was determined to marry your grandmother. I worked hard to reform myself and make contributions. I went to great lengths to win her over and eventually married her.

I never imagined that my actions would ruin her life! They caused her more than ten years of unbearable suffering! My lifelong good fortune became Yu Jiao's disaster in the latter half of her life.

well……"

At this point, An Zhenhua stopped, tears streaming down his face, but a smile still lingered on his lips:

"It's all in the past... Although we've been through so much, we've finally stayed together until we're old."

Your grandmother's health has always been poor, partly because of the hardships she endured in the past, and partly because of me.

Until recently, your grandmother lost her voice and became like a child. At that time, I knew that your grandmother, Yu Jiao, was going back.

Yu Jiao never belonged here; her world wasn't here.

Yu Jiao's world is on the high mountain ridge, in the secret forest, in the boundless mountains. There, she and her comrades are still singing fighting songs, so full of vigor and youth!

So, Xiaohai, don't stop your grandma anymore. Let her go back to her world. Let Yujiao live on in our hearts forever!