My grandmother was running around the house all day. She was making winter preparations. She imagined treating her daughter and her son-in-law. She loved her very much. Only her daughter didn’t visit her very often. She and her husband lived in the city.
Her mother constantly called her daughter to her, and something in her grandmother’s soul responded to this, she was tired of living alone. But at the same time something connected her to the village. There were so many memories here!
She often sat on the bench and remembered how she and her husband lived well. No, there was no way she could leave her home garden and home and go to a foreign city. She was very tired after she made the twist. The day was approaching evening. Grandmother was going to bed; she had already made the bed. There was silence all around. But then the peace of the village evening was broken by some voices. -Who could it be?
It was her neighbors. She did not like them. A friend used to live in this house. However, she had passed away three years ago. The relatives quickly sold the house, and the new tenants were not very nice people. They had loud music and alcohol in the house all the time. But their daughter is nice.
The grandmother came out of her house, looked around, and suddenly saw a lonely figure on a bench. A little girl was sitting on the bench. Grandmother realized that she had run away from home again. The grandmother sighed heavily and invited the child to join her. Ira liked it at Zhenya’s place, it was quiet and peaceful.
After that day the girl almost never stayed home, lived mostly at her grandmother’s house. When her daughter and son-in-law arrived, the grandmother introduced them to the girl. They liked her too. Then misfortune happened, the neighbors’ house burned down, the girl lost her parents. She was sent to an orphanage. Then the daughter and her husband decided to adopt her.
