She remembered that she had caught a cold, so she went to sleep after eating the black fruit.

But what\'s the situation now? Why can\'t she open her eyes when she can hear the sound? Is the speaker grandma?

She\'s not dreaming now, is she? I really want to open my eyes and see what\'s going on.

"Mi Xiaoxiao, you dead girl, do you want to go to school? Get up quickly. Grandma made your favorite pastry and won\'t get up again."

Grandma\'s voice continued to ring in her ears. The familiar voice made Mi Xiaoxiao a little confused.

Is this in a dream, or did she wear it back for a time reversal.

Pastry was something she loved to eat since she was a child. Every time she couldn\'t get out of bed, grandma always took it to tempt her.

Then, one second before she died and couldn\'t get up, the next second she put on her clothes quickly.

Thinking of the days when she was with her grandmother, MI Xiaoxiao\'s heart was full of sweetness and warmth.

"You girl, don\'t even want to eat pastry? Grandma didn\'t lie to you this time." as soon as grandma\'s voice fell, MI Xiaoxiao asked a smell.

"How fragrant!" Mi Xiaoxiao suddenly opened his eyes, put his hand on the bed board, and sat up.

Hey? How can she talk? Moreover, he also sat up. Most importantly, the smell just now is really delicious.

"You girl, do you know how to get up? Don\'t go to wash quickly and then come to dinner, or you\'ll be late for school!" grandma continued nagging.

"Grandma? Really grandma?"

Mi Xiaoxiao stared at the six elderly people who had been wearing linen clothes for many years, wearing a light blue floral apron and busy brushing bowls.

The light red linen shirt is Grandma\'s favorite. Every time she wears it, she will wash it immediately and then dry it.

When I was a child, I heard from my grandmother that although this dress didn\'t look very good, it was the only gift my grandfather gave her. She didn\'t give it up.

So when it\'s broken, it\'s mended, and when it\'s mended, it\'s broken again. Up to now, there are several more colors on the clothes.

"Xiao girl, aren\'t you a fool to sleep? Why do you talk so much together!" Grandma\'s wrinkled face stared at Mi Xiaoxiao curiously.

"How could it be? I was sleeping in the cave. How could I see grandma." did she really wear it back?

"Girl, don\'t tidy up your schoolbag. You\'re going to school. Your brother Xiaozhao has been waiting for a while.

Also, you must remember to be careful of the river next to you and stay away from it, or you will fall into the river. "

Grandma patiently repeated her words three times before she pushed Mi Xiaoxiao out of the room. Standing outside was her childhood good friend, song Zhao.

Song Zhaohe and she can also be said to have grown up together, but later, when he was in the sixth grade, he transferred to other schools. Later, they never met again.

"Sister Xiaoxiao, let\'s go!" Song Zhao stretched out her small hand and grabbed Mi Xiaoxiao\'s hand. At this time, she found that she had become much smaller.

"Sister Xiaoxiao, let\'s go this way. We can\'t be too close to the river, or you will be washed away." Xiaozhao took her hand tightly and walked close to the inside of the path.

"Oh." Mi Xiaoxiao nodded vaguely and let song Zhao take her forward, step by step, and she was about to stay away from the river.

But suddenly I don\'t know who pushed her behind. In an instant, she fell forward, and the hand held by song Zhao also loosened.