I looked at my grandmother quietly, and saw her sitting on a chair, her hands trembling, her eyes red, looking at the photo and saying:

"I've missed him all my life, I've loved him all my life, and I've wasted my whole youth waiting. But I have no regrets, and I am even full of gratitude, even in the days when I miss you every day, just because I miss his old voice and appearance, I have a lot of fun. ”

I don't understand this view of love, and I can't accept such a marriage. "Grandma, you mean you miss?"

"Yes, I miss it." Grandma seemed to be recalling something, her eyes were so gentle, and there was a light of happiness, "Missing is a joy, a beauty, a comfort, a happiness." Lonely but not lonely, lonely but not sad. All this is just because, when you miss someone, your heart will not be empty, and your eyes will not be empty. Although they don't meet, it's like seeing each other every day, because they see each other and don't see each other, and their feelings are in their hearts. ”

What a deep emotion to say such a thing, although I have never met my grandfather, but I am extremely curious about the story that happened between my grandfather and grandmother. What kind of relationship will make my grandmother love my grandfather for a hundred years and wait for him for a lifetime. So I said, "Grandma tell me the story of you and grandpa!" ”

That night, I followed my grandmother's description, returned to the era when the war was raging, and the family and the country were in trouble, and I felt the love-hate love between my grandfather and my grandmother.

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In the 20 years of Huaguo, Yuecheng has been prosperous with cars like flowing water and horses like dragons, bright lights and wine.

At this moment, Gu Huizhu was sitting in the Overseer's Mansion. Gu Huizhu never dreamed that a few days ago, he was ashamed to say that he was not interested in the young marshal of the Overseer's Mansion, but now he had to come to the door to ask for help. What's even more unexpected is that when he didn't know how to get in, he helped him and brought himself into the Overseer's Mansion by the stinky hooligan who was almost arrested by the police not long ago and caused him to be beaten by his father.

Seeing that he was free to enter and leave the Overseer's Mansion, and his gestures were full of nobility, suddenly an idea popped up in Gu Huizhu's mind, she had always felt unfathomable, and the person who had inquired many times to no avail, wouldn't it be the person she was looking for today, Young Marshal Mu Mingcheng? To be honest, she thought he was a bit powerful before, but she really didn't think he would be a young marshal. Although the first time she met him was at the Overseer's House, she thought he was just a guest at the Overseer's House just like herself.

Oh my God, if it's true, this is too bloody, the hooligan I caught on the street, the liar who fooled people everywhere, actually turned into a young marshal who leaned on the side of power? It's as small as the odds that I'm going to be the president's wife tomorrow. Gu Huizhu pondered.

Thinking of him being a light girl on the street, Gu Huizhu could only say that if he was really a young handsome, no matter how good his skin was, he couldn't hide his obscene hooligan nature.

Oops, Gu Huizhu thought again, if he was really a young marshal, then just now at the gate of the Overseer's Mansion, he yelled that he was a "stinky rascal" and was heard by the soldiers, would he not help me because I had just damaged his image, or deliberately embarrassed me. Gu Huizhu wanted to retreat a little, if he really held a grudge, then when the time came, he would tell the matter himself, what if he didn't help but fell into the ground.

Gu Huizhu thought as she looked at the man opposite. I saw him sitting elegantly in a chair, looking lazy and carefree, without any embarrassment of being caught.

Hooligans, cheating, he's done it all, and now he looks like he doesn't care about himself, and he looks leisurely. Gu Huizhu's leg is still faintly painful, and the injury on her leg is also blue and purple, so she doesn't dare to wear a short skirt at all. The thought that all of this was caused by the stinky scoundrel sitting across from her made her angry. If it weren't for her uncle, even if she didn't call the police, even if she couldn't really treat him, she wanted to scold him, even if she was addicted to it.