Deserted Wife's Extraordinary Life

Liang Ying saw that her grandmother was in such a state of confusion that she must have thought herself to be a mother. She had seen pictures of her mother when she was young, and they looked very much like her. Her grandmother was old and muddle-headed, so it wasn't strange that she thought of her as her mother.    

    

The moment Liang Ying's heart stopped, she grabbed her grandma's hand and said, "Grandmother, I'm Liang Ying, Ah Xin's daughter."    

    

"Yo, which girl are you from? Don't talk nonsense. How old is my family's Ah Xin? How can you have a daughter as old as you? " Grandmother smiled, with a look of "you lied to me, I would not believe it".    

    

At this moment, Zhang Qian pulled Liang Ying aside and said, "Don't argue with Grandma about this, it's useless for you to explain it to her. Her current memories are all in chaos, she won't remember it at all. Even if you make it clear, she won't remember it after a while. "    

    

Liang Ying nodded. Although she had no experience with patients with Alzheimer's disease, she knew from the senior cadre in the courtyard that it was useless for them to tell her that patients with dementia had lost their memory.    

    

Like the old cadre, who sometimes remembered that they were the children of their neighbors. Sometimes I don't remember. I just hate them for making a ruckus in the yard and running out to scold them, saying where they are from, that they can't go in and kick them out.    

    

Liang Ying sighed. It seemed that the symptoms of senile dementia were mostly like this.    

    

"Grandmother, have you eaten yet?" Zhang Qian changed the topic.    

    

"I ate it, I ate it, I already ate it." Sure enough, the moment Grandma changed the subject, she forgot about what had happened.    

    

Liang Ying was shocked to see that her grandmother's memory was failing so badly that she wondered if her mother would come back to see her if she knew how her grandmother was.    

    

Zhang Qian entered the room and took off the rice cover on the table. He took a glance at it, then took off the lid of the pot of porridge and said:    

    

"Grandma, you haven't eaten yet. Look, the porridge that was hot in the morning is still here, and the food hasn't been touched."    

    

"Oh, no, look at my brain. Oh right, Gan, whose family is this girl from? "So pretty and dressed up. Is she your girlfriend?"    

    

Grandmother looked back at Liang Ying and asked again enthusiastically, "Miss, why don't you have lunch with us? There's nothing good there, so it's just porridge."    

    

Liang Ying was dumbfounded. Zhang Qian had just introduced her to her, and now Grandma doesn't remember anything at all.    

    

At this moment, Zhang Qian looked at Liang Ying's puzzled expression and didn't explain anymore. After all, he only explained it a hundred times. Perhaps his grandma would recognize Liang Ying as his girlfriend again in the next second, so he could only blink apologetically at Liang Ying.    

    

Liang Ying nodded in agreement.    

    

Zhang Qian served the porridge and placed it on the table. He said to his grandma, "Wife, eat your meal. I'll watch you eat before leaving."    

    

"Good, what a good child." Grandmother was clearly very familiar with Zhang Qian and had not forgotten about him. She sat at the table with a gratified expression and started eating.    

    

Liang Ying saw that the dishes on the table were nothing more than a plate of stir-fried pickled vegetables, a bowl of salted bean, and a bowl of blackened hollow vegetables. They were all vegetables without meat.    

    

In the 1980s, the meat was still quite tight, so it was normal for people to only eat meat two or three times a month.    

    

However, she was from the '90s, and her family was pretty well off. She could eat meat from time to time, but her grandma was still eating such terrible food at her age. Liang Ying could only feel a pang in her heart.    

    

"There's nothing I can do about it. It's not like Grandma can cook for herself anymore, so my mom can come over one night early or she can come over in the morning to prepare a day's worth of food and let Grandma eat on her own.    

    

"It's just that Grandmother often forgets to eat. Everyone in our family has to go out to earn money and no one is able to stay behind to take care of her. Whenever we have time, someone will come over to remind her."    

    

Zhang Qian sighed.    

    

Liang Ying felt quite sad. It was not convenient for her to interfere. After all, her grandmother had to be taken care of for a long time, so she had to rely on Zhang Qian and the others.    

    

But why hadn't his father allowed his mother to contact his family? Did his father despise this family?    

    

From what her grandma had just said, it was clear that she didn't want her mother to come into contact with the other youngsters. Could it be that something had happened?    

    

Liang Ying wanted to ask Zhang Qian whether he knew or not, but in front of her grandma, it was hard to ask.    

    

Although her grandmother was already in a daze, Liang Ying still couldn't bring herself to ask.    

    

After Grandma was done eating, Zhang Qian poured her another glass of water and talked to her for a while. Grandma was a bit sleepy and her eyelids drooped down, so Zhang Qian told her to go to the house for an afternoon nap.    

    

Liang Ying looked around and saw that the house was in the front and back, with the dining room and kitchen in front and the master's bedroom in the back.    

    

She followed Chen Qian into the bedroom. It was dark inside, and she had to turn on the lights during the day because she hadn't seen the sun for years. The ground was also damp, and even though it was autumn, there was still a musty smell, like it always was during the four seasons of the year.    

    

Liang Ying and Zhang Qian put Grandma on the bed and covered her with a blanket. Moments later, Grandma fell asleep.    

    

Only then did the two of them leave the bedroom. Outside, Liang Ying asked Zhang Qian, "Grandma has become like this. Is there no one at home to take care of her?"    

    

"Hey, who has the ability to take care of you? My mom is doing fine. We can get married two blocks across the street, so we can come over and see her from time to time.    

    

Third Aunt married a little farther to the east of the city. In ten days or so, she didn't even come to visit her grandmother. However, there was nothing she could do about it. They were all small jobs, and could not earn money without working for a day. She had two children in her family, one of whom was studying a second time while the other was in his first year of high school.    

    

That cousin of his, Liu Kun, was obsessed with getting into university and changing his fate. No matter what, he refused to come out and work, so Third Aunt could only let him. None of them can take care of Grandma at home. "    

    

Zhang Qian sighed in embarrassment.    

    

"Do you know what happened to my mother and her family? Why didn't my mother contact the family? " Liang Ying couldn't help but ask.    

    

Zhang Qian was slightly surprised. He didn't expect Liang Ying to ask this question. He frowned and said:    

    

"Why didn't aunt contact her family? I don't know the specifics of this matter because my aunt went to Beijing before I was born. My mother only knew about the situation, but from my mother's tone, it seemed that she was still thinking about my aunt and nothing big must have happened.    

    

Maybe it was because Aunt Zhong went to the capital and something happened that made her lose contact with us. " Zhang Qian said.    

    

When Liang Ying heard this, she also felt that the problem had to be her own family.    

    

Maybe my father told my mother not to contact the family. Otherwise, my grandmother would live in this house that my ancestors left behind, and it would be impossible for her to lose contact because of the lack of an address.    

    

So in the final analysis, her mother lost her connection with her family.