"Granny Zhang, it's you, please come in." Hua Muyue walked over and said politely to the old woman.

"Xianggong, this is Granny Zhang, who lives next door to our house." Hua Muyue introduced Zhao Huaijin.

"Hello Granny Zhang." Zhao Huaijin helped the old woman take the rice and make way out.

"Girl, your father-in-law, what a handsome young man." Mrs. Zhang smiled kindly.

"Don't praise him, lest he be proud." Hua Muyue stuck out her tongue at Zhao Huaijin after speaking.

"Okay, you girl, the old woman praises you."

After arriving at the house and sitting down, Hua Muyue said: "Granny Zhang, you are still so polite, specially sending rice over, in fact, you don't need it, it's not easy for you to live alone." ”

"Girl, the old woman said that borrowing is borrowing, how can you not pay it back! My nephew came over today to help my wife buy something. "The old woman looks unhappy if you don't accept me, and she is also very rigid.

"Granny Zhang, do you live alone? Then you don't have a family? Zhao Huaijin saw Hua Muyue's look at him, and still asked.

The old woman sighed, "Alas! ”

The old woman's eyes looked ahead, as if she had fallen into a memory, and her face showed grief.

"Eight years ago, General Baowei fought with Beirong, died on the battlefield, and protected the peace of the prosperous world of Dachu, and the world transmitted the prestige of General Baowei, mourning for his death, who knew that there were countless soldiers who shed blood for this country..."

The old woman choked up as she spoke, "My poor son, and my grandson... Once you go, you can't come back, you can't come back!! Woooooooo

The old woman finally wept silently.

Zhao Huaijin is also full of heaviness, although he was in Shanghe Village eight years ago, but General Baowei and the tragedy of the battle that year, he has heard about it, and it is still fresh in his memory.

Hua Muyue only felt that her heart was like a knife at the moment, and she had a feeling of being breathless, why is this? She seemed to feel the despair of the old woman.

"Granny Zhang, don't cry, your sons and grandsons are all great heroes of Da Chu, because they are able to live and work in peace and contentment for countless people, and they must not bear to see you so sad in the spirit of heaven."

Hua Muyue hugged the crying old woman and comforted her, but she didn't notice that her tears were flowing down.

Zhao Huaijin saw Hua Muyue's tears, and her heart ached, the lady has always been so kind, but she didn't want to see the lady cry.

"Granny Zhang, please also mourn, tomorrow the lady will go to the temple to light an everlasting lamp for your son and grandson, and wish them good health and old age in the next life."

The ancients believed in reincarnation and reincarnation, and sure enough, the old woman gradually became smaller when she heard the cry, and slowly regained her calm.

"Well, I made you laugh." Granny Zhang wiped her tears.

Hua Muyue walked to Zhao Huaijin's side, regardless of the presence of the old woman, held Zhao Huaijin's hand, and looked at Zhao Huaijin pitifully.

Those big watery eyes showed pity, which made Zhao Huaijin feel infinite pity in his heart, and stretched out his hand to caress Hua Muyue's cheeks and wipe away the tears.

The old woman cried and told people about the sadness in her heart, but she felt a lot more comfortable in her heart, and when she saw that the little couple was in a good relationship, she got up and said goodbye.

"Granny Zhang, I'll send you."

"No, girl, you have a good rest, the old woman is in good health, you don't need to send it." Granny Zhang waved her hand.

Although Granny Zhang is old, she is in good spirits, and it is said that she has a nephew who will live alone, so she is obviously a very strong person.

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