I sat on the bed and rested a little according to my grandmother's wishes, closed my eyes and slowly stabilized my consciousness.
Grandma also sat on the sofa next to her, she was really tired enough, and she hadn't gone out for a long time, so she turned around so much today.
And she was still in a state of nervousness just now, her grandmother's face was a little pale, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead.
What I'm thinking about now is that when my mother comes back, I can have some eyesight, don't be too noisy, I really make my grandmother angry, I don't know how to persuade me.
My grandmother and I rested for about half an hour when we heard the sound of the door being opened, and my mother came back from outside.
Hearing the sound of rustling, my mother should have put the dishes in the kitchen, and then I heard my mother's singing, which is her habit, and she usually likes to sing twice when she is working.
Seeing my grandmother frowning slightly, I sat on the bed and pursed my lips and smiled, I really don't know how my grandmother endured my mother's character when I was not at home.
Then, I heard the sound of my mother walking into the house, and subconsciously wanted to hide my two swollen hands like steamed buns in the quilt.
Unfortunately, both hands are so swollen that their wrists are starting to swell, and now it hurts to move both arms.
I don't know who my arm is provoking whom, and both injuries are beckoning to both arms and two hands.
If it weren't for me, I've been honest since I was a child, and if I were someone else, I would have been injured twice in succession, and my arm would have been useless, and I would have had to amputate my leg if I didn't do it well.
I simply didn't hide it, just put it on my lap like that, and wait for my mother to come into the house and see for myself I'm also mentally prepared, if my mother's temper is seen, this room will definitely not be quiet for a while.
My mother walked in, saw my grandmother and I had returned, and then turned around and started looking for my father in the house.
After looking around and not finding it, he looked at me and asked, "Xiao, where is your annoying dad?"
"Mom, you can't be gentle, I feel distressed when I always bully Dad."
I looked at my mother and said.
"Your dad was supposed to" Mom's words were not finished yet, her eyes followed my face and saw my hand all the way down, and the original smooth sentence was not finished, so she held back directly.
I knew that my mother had spotted my hand, so I quickly held my breath and puffed up my eardrums to protect my ears to meet my mother's high-decibel voice.
"Xiao Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you, why did you go out for a lap and get hurt again," Mom's high decibel volume sounded.
"You can't be quieter, what are you shouting all day long, someone guesses your tail, right?"
Grandma's voice also sounded.
"No, Mom, what's going on, my daughter is already fine, why don't you go out here, and when you come back, the two hands are wrapped like zongzi," Mom said as she walked over to me.
When my mother came to me, she tried to reach out and grab my two hands, but I didn't want to hide, and if I didn't let her see it, she would be even more noisy.
The grandmother hurriedly stopped her and said: "Don't touch the child's hand, the wound has just been bandaged, it's all wrapped in gauze, what can you see?"
My mother's hand that had just stretched out suddenly retracted, and she stared at my hand with tears in her eyes. aa2705221: