Bai Lu looked at Grandma Liang and the pestle, and then solemnly announced word by word:

"I've decided, I'm going to stay and find out what is sweet, otherwise I won't go to Beijing!"

Her words were serious, and it was clear that she had made a great deal of determination.

"Okay, I respect your decision!"

At this time, Grandma Liang reacted, pulled Bai Lu over and persuaded: "Girl, this matter is not rash! Tell Grandma, you are joking, right?"

"No, Grandma, I've decided, I'm going to stay for whatever reason!"

Bai Lu's tone was firm and unwavering, and he continued affectionately: "Actually, it doesn't matter where you live, what matters is that you live with peace of mind and happiness and live meaningfully......!

Bai Lu sighed softly and gave an example: "For example, my father, he actually doesn't want to leave those old friends and neighbors behind, he just wronged himself for the sake of my future being brighter! But how does he know that I don't want to take shortcuts to achieve my ideals in this way, and if I take shortcuts, I will lose my principles and fighting spirit, which is not what I want......

Bai Lu analyzed little by little, and the pestle nodded with understanding from time to time, while Grandma Liang frowned and wanted to say nothing.

"Another example is grandma," Bai Lu stroked the back of Grandma Liang's hand and said gently: "You persuaded me to go, to put it bluntly, it was for my good like my father, I don't believe you can really be willing to let me go?"

After Bai Lu finished speaking, she looked at Grandma Liang affectionately, waiting for an answer.

"Alas......" Grandma Liang sighed for a long time, looked at Bai Lu affectionately with tears in her eyes, patted the back of her hand and sighed:

"I'm lonely and miserable, poor and sick, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have survived...... In my heart, I have long regarded you as my own granddaughter! How can a grandmother in this world be willing to give up her granddaughter......

Bai Lu looked at Grandma Liang's old and vicissitudes of life, her eyes were red for a while, and she tried her best not to cry anymore, and forced a smile:

"So, if I leave, I'm even more uneasy, do you want me to live with a sad face every day?"

But Grandma Liang wiped her tears and said: "The lark always has to fly when it grows up, this is the law of nature! When you arrive in Beijing, you will naturally forget everything and slowly find your happiness...... This old bone of mine is to be buried in the loess after all, this is the process of life, the ultimate fate of people......"

"Grandma, I won't let you say anything like that!"

Bai Lu frowned at Grandma Liang and blamed, and Ji'er said firmly: "Even if I really go to Beijing in the future, I must take you there!"

Grandma Liang saw that she was unhappy, so she had no choice but to stop persuading her, and smiled reluctantly: "Okay, you stupid boy, you have to go to Beijing in the future!"

"Well, I'll talk about it in the future, anyway, I have to figure out the sweet things in front of me!"

Bai Lu said, his eyes falling on the pestle. The pestle was stared at by her and asked, "What's the matter...... And give me an example?"

At this time, Grandma Liang glanced at him dissatisfiedly and blamed: "You kid doesn't even look like a man, who was your turn to express your position just now?"

"Uh, why don't I look like a man anymore?" asked the pestle unconvinced.

Grandma Liang looked at him with a scornful face, and was angry: "Men must have courage, be responsible, and be able to bear responsibilities!

"Oh, I'm ......" Jizi understood, in fact, grandma's concerns now, just like she didn't want Zhang Sanmad to drag down her eldest sister, she was looking down on herself for Bai Lu.

But it's no wonder that when Bai Lu went to wash the towel just now, his grandmother hinted at herself, probably testing herself, but she disappointed her.

At this time, Bai Lu spoke, stood up and asked: "Grandma is right, if you are a man, at least you can tell sweet things openly, what is it to hide it?"

"Uh......" Grandma and Bai Lu became a battle line, and the pestle was a little unbearable.

Grandma Liang still understands the pestle after all, knowing that he must have something unspeakable, and also knowing that the reason why he doesn't tell Bai Lu the truth is actually for Bai Lu's sake, so she turned her head to defend the pestle:

"Actually, in this matter, this kid is quite responsible...... I kept telling him not to tell you, because I was afraid that you would be too careful!"

Bai Lu was silent for a moment, and sighed faintly at Grandma Liang with a little disappointment: "It turns out that you already knew that you were all hiding from me......"

"Girl, grandma is also good for you! Do you think, there is an extra person who is exactly like you, how can you explain? If you want me to say, we should treat these bad things as if they never happened!"

Although Grandma Liang didn't know what was going on, she really didn't want Bai Lu's peaceful life to go out of her way.

"Grandma, I know you're doing it for my good, but ......" Bai Lu said with a haggard face and uneasiness, worried:

"But you know what? My mother died when I was a child, and my father raised me...... But my dad never wanted to tell me what my mom looked like and how she died...... Now there is such a resemblance to me Tiantian, is it just a coincidence?Who is Tiantian?Who am I......

Bai Lu burst into tears as she spoke, and sobbed, "Actually...... I've long doubted my background, Fang Tianlai is not my father!"

Bai Lu's tone became agitated, and tears wet the placket of her clothes. Grandma Liang was confused when she saw her say this, and hurriedly took her hand and persuaded:

"Don't talk nonsense, kid! Fang Tianlai is not your own father, who else is? If he hears this, he must not die of sadness!"

Bai Lu cried sadly: "Two years ago, my dad lost too much blood and fell off a cliff in Hero Mountain to fight a fire, and the doctor clearly told me after a laboratory test when he was in the hospital, and my blood type did not match his......"

"This, this ......" Grandma Liang was speechless for a while, lowered her head to avoid Bai Lu's sad eyes, and was speechless.

The pestle on the side never thought that there was such a mystery in Bai Lu's life experience, and he was even more dumbfounded and unbelievable, and he was stunned for a long time and didn't know what to do.

But at this moment, suddenly there were two piercing sounds from the "horn" outside the window, which frightened the two sparrows on the windowsill outside to "flutter" and fly wildly.

"Boom!" The pestle had fought with the ghost hand in the morning, and he was no stranger to the sound of gunshots, so he couldn't help but scream.

Immediately after that, the doctors and nurses outside the ward panicked, and someone shouted: "It's not good, someone has been shot......

At this time, Bai Lu and Grandma Liang were also shocked and woke up from their grief.

"What's going on?" Bai Lu asked the pestle in surprise.

"Uh......" The pestle naturally didn't know what was going on outside, and he looked at Bai Lu with a look of surprise.

"Oh! bad!" The pestle was stunned, and suddenly his heart "groaned" and he exclaimed: "Little ...... Little Yellow ......"

I saw him shouting as he took out the slingshot from his pocket, and before he could say a word, he spread his lame leg and flew out.

Bai Lu and Grandma Liang were both frightened by his actions, and they were both inexplicably worried.

However, it was said that the pestle ran all the way through the corridor and the panicked crowd rushed out of the emergency building, and saw that the north gate of the hospital was full of people. In the center of the crowd was a mighty military off-road vehicle, which was Xiao Huang's car.

"This crow's mouth!" the pestle had a premonition that something was wrong, and slapped himself hatefully and rushed forward.

When he pushed aside the crowd and looked dumbfounded, he saw a young man in military uniform lying on his back in a pool of red blood on the ground next to the car, it was none other than Xiao Huang!

Xiao Huang lay upright on the ground, a bullet hole in his heart was still gurgling blood......

"No! no......" The pestle immediately pounced like crazy. At this time, several doctors and nurses also hurried over with stretchers and pushed him away to rescue him.

"Woo woo, little yellow brother ......" the pestle cried weakly, regretting the words that cursed Xiao Huang on Anliang Street......