Chapter Forty-Eight: The Old Man Who Didn't See Each Other for Many Years

Chen Er silently put down the magazine in his hand a little bit, revealing half of his face.

He quickly glanced at the man who was following the old man.

The man who pushed the wheelchair and greeted the old man for a while was about forty years old.

Judging from the age, it should be the grandchildren of the old man.

Next to the wheelchair were several elderly people on crutches, about sixty or seventy years old.

Most of them are the sons of old men.

Actually a family trip?

Chen Er silently moved the magazine up a little more, covering his face.

After a while, he heard the sound of a wheelchair sliding in his ears.

Then a few old voices talked.

They speak not pure Australian English.

Although they deliberately lowered their voices as they spoke, Chen Er could still hear what they were saying.

After a while, I listened to what they were talking about.

The middle-aged man pushing the wheelchair was probably the youngest in the group.

Therefore, when speaking, you should also appear to be a little more impulsive.

"I don't know why I have to travel all the way to ......"

"If you have to compensate for something, wouldn't it be nice to just give some money, how many people who grew up in such a small place can they see in the market?"

As soon as the middle-aged man finished saying these words, he was glared at fiercely by an old man about seventy years old next to him.

"Shut up if you can't speak!"

Then he quickly glanced at the man curled up in a wheelchair.

However, the person in the wheelchair seemed to be lost in thought and did not pay attention to the conversation.

The middle-aged man seemed a little unconvinced, but he didn't say any more.

They silently pushed the wheelchair to a table by the window.

Then a group of people sat down at the table.

Chen Er held up the magazine for a long time, and felt that his hands were tired, so he simply put the magazine down.

The distance between the two tables was not too far, and Chen Er could understand what they were saying with a little attention.

So he sat down and drank his tea slowly.

After a while, a man in a suit and leather shoes hurriedly walked into the restaurant, his eyes swept in the restaurant, and he landed on the old man in a wheelchair.

Then he clamped the document bag under his armpit and hurriedly raised his foot over.

I sat down, drank a glass of water, and took a good breath, then took out the document bag under my arm and handed it to them.

The old man in the wheelchair suddenly became excited, as if he was struggling to move.

A few syllables of words also came out of the mouth.

Although it was very vague, Chen Er could still hear a thick Jiangnan accent inside.

Are they actually Jiangnan people?

This was something Chen Er didn't expect, and he was a little stunned for a while.

The middle-aged man next to the old man in the wheelchair hurriedly took the file bag.

After opening it, he pulled out the file inside and unfolded it in front of the eyes of the old man in the wheelchair.

The old man in the wheelchair desperately opened his eyes, and his eyes, which were originally cloudy, burst out with strange brilliance at this moment.

It's like an old man who has returned to the light.

The person who brought the document bag put down the water cup in his hand, "The information you gave me at that time was wrong, their family has been surnamed Chen for nearly three generations, and it took me a lot of effort to find the file......

The man grumbled as his eyes focused on the reaction of the group on the other side.

Looking at that look, it is obvious that he wants to add money.

The middle-aged man sneered, looked at him and said, "Wait a minute, I'll double the money for you." ”

The man shut up.

Then, the middle-aged man continued to look at the document in his hand.

Talking to the old man in the wheelchair while watching.

"They're almost dead...... Tsk, there's only one young kid left? ”

"Looking at the photos of this kid, he doesn't look like a person with any great skills, let's just give him some money, just worry about food and clothing for the rest of his life......"

"Otherwise, a person like him may not even be able to marry a wife......"

I don't know if that sentence poked the nerve of the old man in the wheelchair.

He was shaken, and tears suddenly rolled down his face.

It was the first time Chen Er had seen such an old man crying.

His face was covered with wrinkles, and he was too old to make an expression.

But Chen Er still read from him an extremely sad emotion.

The pain that seemed to be falling apart.

Tears flowed over the old man's wrinkled face, like countless tiny streams that had been diverted out.

Flowing on the dry and cracked soil can only wet the surface, but it cannot smooth out the cracked soil.

Everyone noticed the strangeness of the old man in the wheelchair and hurriedly hugged him to speak.

As if to unravel him.

But the old man in the wheelchair seemed to have completely fallen into a sad mood, and he couldn't extricate himself at all.

Chen Er didn't know what he was grieving about.

Chen Er felt that if he saw a strange old man crying bitterly in front of him, he would be very touched.

But, I don't know why, the sadness of this wheelchair old man in front of him.

Chen Er not only did not empathize, but also gave birth to a very strange sense of discomfort in his heart.

He didn't seem to like it very much.

Chen Er simply looked away, and then looked at the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

The sky was blue, so pure blue that it was spotless.

Chen Er looked at the blue sky, and his thoughts suddenly drifted far, far away.

He didn't know what he was thinking.

At the table over there, the old man in the wheelchair seemed to have calmed down.

He struggled to grip the file in his hand, and excitedly muttered staccato syllables.

As if to say, "He'...... He ......"

"Searching for ...... Mountain ......"

Chen Er listened to these words, and felt that his brain suddenly cleared up a lot.

It was like a big bucket of water pouring down from the top of your head.

Chen Er stood up almost reflexively.

Then he walked towards the old man in the wheelchair.

Stand firmly before him.

It's like a pine tree perched on a mountain cliff.

The posture is tall and serious, meticulous.

Chen Er showed a serious expression that he had never seen before.

He thought that the old man in the wheelchair was at most familiar with his grandfather.

Those things are very old, and Chen Er is not very interested.

However, just now, the old man in a wheelchair said a very familiar word.

"Seeking the mountains."

That's grandpa's words.

It shows that this old man not only knows grandpa, but also knows grandpa.

So, who the hell is he?

Chen Er quickly sorted out what his grandfather had said before in his heart.

Then I had a conjecture in my mind.

He was on this side of the table at the moment.

The old man in the wheelchair was on the other side of the table.

Behind him stood a group of rather elderly people.

They all looked at Chen Er with fixed eyes, as if they hadn't reacted yet.

The old man in the wheelchair was unexpectedly calm.

He slowly raised his head, and then slowly lowered his gaze to Chen Er.

The two cloudy eyes were like the film that had been torn off the surface of the film by someone suddenly.

The bright and smooth interior is revealed.

All of a sudden, it emitted a bright light.

The old man looked at Chen Er and didn't say a word.

It's like looking at an old man who hasn't seen each other for many years.

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