Hearing Cheng Qiaoyi's words, Old Man Cheng's face was a little better.

Su Limei stretched out her hand to support the trembling old man Cheng who was walking forward, "Dad, you go slowly, let's not worry." ”

Cheng Song glanced back at her and coughed lightly: "No, no, my own body is still clear, let's go back quickly, you guys are hungry!"

Feeling that Old Man Cheng's speed was increasing instead of decreasing, Su Limei was a little flustered.

If he walked too fast, she would be a little unsteady.

"Grandpa, I'll hold you," Cheng Qiao's hand passed all the things in one hand to one hand, and the empty hand passed through Old Man Cheng's elbow.

Seeing this, Su Limei immediately let go of the hand she was holding.

"How can I use someone to support me!" Cheng Song frowned, and raised his eyes to look at his grandson, who was already a head taller than himself: "You still carry so many things in your hands, what are you doing with me!"

Cheng Qiaoyi bent down slightly: "Grandpa, I know that you are in good health and can walk by yourself, but we haven't seen each other for so long, don't I want to stay with you for a while?"

Hearing Cheng Qiaoyi's words, Old Man Cheng obviously walked a little slower, and he was not so stiff when he was holding it.

Seeing his reaction, Cheng Qiao felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably.

When he was a child, he was a leather monkey, and he would often come back with trouble.

Every time he made a mistake, he could quickly persuade Old Man Cheng to dissipate his anger.

Because he knew that in fact, his grandfather was reluctant to punish him.

After so many years, the grandfather who can chase him for a few streets with a bamboo strip in his memory is already old.

Don't say it's running, you can't even walk steadily.

But he's still the same, and he can be happy by saying a few words casually......

Cheng Song didn't know what Cheng Qiao was thinking.

His pace was a little slower, but it was much faster than he had been at the beginning.

He was still worried about going back quickly so that the children could eat early.

Originally, there was not much distance, and it was quickly arrived under his deliberate speed.

Cheng Qiaoyi helped him up two small steps.

Cheng Song felt the power coming from his arm, and looked sideways slightly: "Qiaoqiao, don't work hard, I can do it, if you work too hard, your arm will be sore tomorrow!"

"I know, I know. ”

Cheng Qiao replied on the side, and the strength in his hand did not decrease at all.

Seeing Old Man Cheng enter the house, he relaxed a little.

Entering the house, this is Cheng Song's home field.

Although he is old, he still cleans up the house.

As soon as he entered the house, he shouted into the inner room, "Old woman, come out to eat!"

With that, he slowly pulled out a place on the table next to him.

"Qiaoqiao, you can leave the plastic bag here, the box can be put anywhere, it shouldn't be dirty, don't ...... tight"

When Cheng Qiao heard this, he nodded and put the things on.

Only then did he turn around and take the things in Comrade Cheng's hand and stack them together.

Seeing that they had put everything away, Cheng Song smiled.

As soon as he turned around, he happened to see Guan Zhen coming out of the house, and beckoned: "Old woman, why did it take so long for you to come out!

Guan Zhen was holding a cane in his hand, and when he heard his words, he couldn't help but glance at him: "Old man, where do you say I came slowly?"

As she spoke, she walked over the dining table to Cheng Qiaoyi and reached out to hold his hand.

"When I heard that Qiaoqiao was back, I came out immediately. ”

Saying that, she pulled Cheng Qiaoyi to the edge of the table, and gently pushed it to the stool: "Qiaoqiao just sit here, there are all the dishes you like to eat in front of you." ”

Cheng Qiao didn't react for a while, and when he reacted, he was already sitting at the table.

He glanced back at Comrade Cheng and them, and saw that they also had smiles on their faces.

Cheng Qingtong casually found a place to sit down on the side: "Your grandmother asked you to sit there, you can sit, don't live up to the old man's wishes!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pulled Su Limei in front of him.

Seeing that the three of them had already sat down, Cheng Song handed over the rice bowl that had already been placed on the side.

He also helped Guan Zhen to sit down slowly.

"There aren't many dishes today, so you can eat them. Cheng Song picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of green vegetables by himself.

"There are already a lot of dishes in this dish, and they all say that they don't need to cook so much!" Cheng Qingtong handed the chopsticks to Su Limei and began to eat as he spoke.

Cheng Qiaoyi looked at the dishes in front of him, and his heart became even more sour.

He reached for a slice of boiled meat.

The boiled pork slices have long been different from what he remembers.

Maybe it's because since he left, there are no more people who like to eat this dish, and there is no point in making it.

Or maybe it's because the people who cook are no longer fit, and it's becoming more and more difficult to cook.

He put the slices of meat in his mouth.

The slice of meat was obviously a little salty, but he felt that it was still the same taste he remembered.

The same incense, the same temptation to go home.

Back then, when he had a lot of fun outside, as long as he smelled the smell of boiled meat wafting from home, he would go home immediately.

Obediently sat at the table, waiting for my grandparents to come over and start the meal.

It's been more than ten years......

Cheng Qiaoyi took a piece again, put it in a bowl and swallowed it with white rice.

Guan Zhen has been paying attention to Cheng Qiao's meal, and when she saw that he still liked to eat the boiled pork slices she made so much, she couldn't help but show a knowing smile.

"Qiaoqiao, you can't just eat this, eat more vegetables, it's good for your health. ”

"Grandma, I know. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi stretched out his hand and grabbed a piece of cold green vegetable stalk made by pouring water black bean sauce on the noodles.

He was the same when he was a child, he didn't like to eat vegetables.

He has always felt that eating vegetables has no taste and is not as delicious as meat.

In order to make him eat more, Guan Zhen made a variety of dishes.

In the end, I found out that he liked to eat such vegetables.

Since then, there has always been a plate of this dish on the dinner table at home, and there is always a bottle of unopened water tempeh at home.

Although he has long passed the age when he doesn't like to eat vegetables, he still likes it now.

……

This meal made Cheng Qiaoyi's heart full of memories.

He didn't know why he hadn't come back for so many years.

He had always thought that he was already good with them on video calls, and there was no need to come back......

But now that he looked at it, he realized that his ideas had always been wrong.

What the elderly want has always been face-to-face care and companionship for their children, not the vague and illusory figure in the video call.