When Rong Zheng was seventy years old, he stepped down from his position.

completely retreated from the center of power, but the Rong family's status in China not only did not decline, but went up to a higher level.

With the youngest son here, at least the glory of the family for two generations can be maintained.

Rong Zheng was very satisfied anyway, and for the rest of the time, he wanted to spend the rest of the time with the gray-haired woman beside him.

The days of staying at home and making flowers and serving grass have passed in a flash, and ten years have passed.

When he was eighty years old, several children insisted on giving him a big birthday despite his wishes.

Let Rong Zheng say, it's all fancy.

With this spare time, it is better for him to eat a meal made by the old woman herself.

"Dad just doesn't like to delay the time he spends with his mother..."

The youngest daughter hit the nail on the head and punctured the truest thoughts in his heart.

The older you get, the more you get older, some geriatric diseases are gradually reflected in your body.

His always strong heart couldn't help but feel a little panic.

For the rest of the day, he and Yuan Lang lived one day less than one day, but after they had been together for so many years, he still felt that it was far from enough....

He also wants to spend the next ten or twenty years with Yuan Lang... Even longer years of time....

Therefore, even a little delay in their relationship made him feel uncomfortable.

If Yuan Lang spoke, "This is all a piece of the children's heart..."

Hmph, he won't agree.

*

Rong Zheng sat on the high seat, and his palm was tightly holding Yuan Lang's hand.

Yuan Lang was very helpless to let Rong Zheng interlock his fingers.

She's used to it.

The shame in her heart was too many times, and she could be regarded as non-existent.

Besides, the juniors below should have gotten used to it.

Huh... Rong Zheng is really getting older and more willful...

Sure enough, as Yuan Lang expected, the juniors who were sitting or standing under them also lightly swept the situation of the elders on the main seat, and they were not used to it.

And the guests who were able to enter here today also maintained a faint smile on their faces, and they were not surprised at all.

Now the Rong family can be regarded as prosperous...

Yuan Lang's gaze turned to the little baby in the arms of a beautiful woman, revealing a faint smile.

The fourth generation of the Rong family has spoken out...

Suddenly, Yuan Lang was attracted by the itching in the palm of his hand, his face became slightly serious, and he turned his head to the serious old man next to him and said, "Don't make trouble... It's not a shame, it's all grandchildren, great-grandchildren's..."

"It's endless..."Yuan Lang secretly sighed.

Rong Zheng said with a smile: ".. You're my wife..."

Rong Zheng's fingers scratched Yuan Lang's already imtender palm twice.

In an instant, Yuan Lang's face, which had already cultivated very thickly, still turned red.

The older this person gets, the more unserious he becomes...

Rong Zheng's eyes flashed, was he passing by?

*

Rong Zheng, who was obviously Shougong, just showed his face on the field, and couldn't wait to pull Yuan Lang back.

On my birthday, I didn't eat the longevity noodles made by Yuan Lang himself, and I felt like I hadn't had a birthday.

If he didn't want to eat longevity noodles, Rong Zheng really didn't want to celebrate his birthday.

At this time of year, he is always reminded that he is a year older.

The time he spent with Yuan Lang, the countdown took another step.

Rong Zheng felt that in his life, he should be considered complacent.

Everything he wanted, what he wanted, he got ...

No, in fact, there are still regrets...

That is, after he met Yuan Lang, he wasted a lot of time.

And the even stupidest thing is that he even did something to match Yuan Lang with his brother....

Because of this, he still wants to find a little trouble from time to time that Rong Qi is not big.

Even if Rong Qi is his own brother, he is now an old man with several grandchildren, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren....

His heart eye is so small, and after being accompanied by Yuan Lang, his heart eye is even smaller.

She can only be accommodated.

Rong Zheng thought that if there was an afterlife, he would definitely have to bring Yuan Lang to his side in advance, and he would not waste any time...

But at that time, he must not let Yuan Lang have another child.

These debt collectors are still so annoying...

Then, on the night of Rong Zheng's eightieth birthday, after twelve o'clock, he had a dream.

In the dream, he watched his experience from childhood to adulthood.... Then, in my twenties, frame by frame, the film-like scenes slowly slowed down.

The life experience in the dream was exactly the same as his life in this life, but when he was in his twenties, he suddenly turned a corner.

When he was in his twenties, no woman named Xie Yuanlang broke into his life.

He took over the old gentleman's will step by step.

The self in the dream is him, but not like him.

He looked at the man in his dream coldly, and slowly became ruthless little by little, abandoning the emotions of the ego, and focusing on the big self.... My mind is full of blueprints and calculations for this country.

Rong Zheng looked at the other party in his fifties, because he was too exhausted... The essence and blood of the whole person are exhausted, and they decay from the inside out.

He was great, but he left at the age of half a hundred, but his mind remained... At least 50 years from now, the historical process of China will follow his ideas.

In his dream, Rong Zheng searched every corner of this world, but he didn't find the breath that he was familiar with in the depths of his soul.

There are no sons and daughters...

Although he always said that he hated them, if it were...

His younger brother Rong Qi also got married early at the age when he should have gotten married, and the Rong family should always leave a root.

Rong Zheng looked indifferently, from birth to the end, he watched the life of a man who had the same appearance and experience as him.

There is a trance, there is a stunned... And the amazement...

He was horrified to find that if...

If Yuan Lang didn't appear, maybe this was the life he should have gone through.

*

Rong Zheng woke up from his dream sweating profusely, panting.

He is also an old man now, and after such a toss, his body will immediately be a little unbearable.

Struggling and carefully turning over the quilt, I struggled to get up, pour a glass of water, and calm down.

It's just that no matter how careful he is, he still woke up Yuan Lang next to him.

Now unlike before, Yuan Lang's sleep is very light, and a little wind and grass can wake her up from a light sleep.

Yuan Lang sat up with his body propped up and turned on the bedside lamp, "Have a nightmare?"

As he spoke, he prepared to lift the quilt and get up.

"You lie down, it's cold outside, don't catch a cold. ”

Rong Zheng trembled and hurriedly lay back on the quilt, and as before, he hugged Yuan Lang with the quilt.

The head and neck were tightly buried in Yuan Lang's neck, "It's so good that I met you..."

He couldn't imagine if he would have gone crazy if he had been like him in his dreams.