After Bai Xiaoou's introduction, Qin Yan finally knew that the woman in yellow who had just been bumped into by himself at the gate of the pear orchard, named Bai Diandian, was the daughter of Bai Jingjing's eldest brother and the great-granddaughter of Bai Shi, the second elder of the flying fox, who was one year younger than him and just fifteen years old.

"How? It's pretty, right? Bai Xiaoou leaned over and leaned towards Qin Yan, the ambiguous one who smiled, and Qin Yan, who looked straight at him, had goosebumps all over his body.

"General," snatched back his soup bowl, Qin Yan continued to drink this delicious chicken soup, and at the same time sighed in his heart, if you want to say talented, who can compare to my grandma? can actually think of letting Lao Bai go to the world to bring a group of chickens back to raise, in such a place where people are outstanding, it can't be said that raising chickens is a waste, you can only pray that you don't raise them to be fine. However, the soup made from the chickens raised here is really not ordinary!

"Son, do you want me to say that you are high-sighted, or are you uninformed? Do you know that throughout the world, whether it is character or appearance, it is impeccable, and the most important thing is ......"

"Temper against your appetite,"

"Yes," Bai Xiaoou realized that Qin Yan had been tricked as soon as she finished answering neatly, but she was still not impatient, her face was not red and her heart was not beating, and she said confidently: "You must have an appetite for me to marry a daughter-in-law, otherwise how will our mother-in-law and daughter-in-law get along?" ”

"This soup is really good, grandma, another bowl."

Seeing that Qin Yan was focused on the chicken soup, without the slightest intention of getting to the point, Bai Xiaoou's eyes rolled, and he said, "Son, if you ......"

"Hey, Dad, come here," Seeing Qin Peng walking by with a peach in his mouth, Qin Yan hurriedly interrupted what Bai Xiaoou was about to say next, pulled him to him, pointed at Bai Xiaoou and said, "Qin Peng, it's not me talking about you, you have to take care of your own wife, don't let her always pester other men, it's not good." ”

As he spoke, Qin Yan also patted his father's shoulder and repeated, "Look at it." Then, he turned and walked towards the back of the house.

"What...... What does that mean? Qin Peng looked at Qin Yan blankly, then at Xiaoou, and muttered to himself, "Is that Bai Yu here again?" Why didn't I see it? ”

At night, Qin Yan rested his head on his arms, lying on his back on the roof with Erlang's legs crossed, looking at the vast sky of stars in front of him, the moon was like a hook, but it shone with a soft and comfortable light. Somehow, I suddenly remembered the fairy Chang'e who lived in the Moon Palace, the last time I said goodbye, it has been twelve years, presumably the cold beauty is still living a life of pure heart and few desires as light as water, and there is nothing to do, nothing more than all kinds of flowers and plants, making pills, teasing the jade rabbit.

Moon? Oh, by the way, twelve years ago she was a woman named Liu Yuehui in the mortal world, and although she awakened her memories because of herself, it is said that she will have to stay in the human world for sixty years before she can return to the Moon Palace.

Sixty years? Remember, she was forty-five years old in twelve, and now she should be fifty-seven, and it seems that she will leave the man and daughter she loves in three years at most.

Warm!

Thinking of the little girl who was white and pure, and her eyes and expressions were always extremely inconsistent with her body, Qin Yan unconsciously grinned at the corners of her mouth.

To be honest, Qin Yan was really curious about this soul in the warm body, he didn't know what kind of life this soul had lived before, which made her so jealous of her past, and developed such a cold temperament now.

Twelve years have passed, and that girl is already sixteen years old, but I don't know what she is like now.

Thinking about it, drowsiness came up, and Qin Yan closed his eyes unconsciously......

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At the same time, under another starry sky, Wen Wen was sitting at the table, staring at a book in front of him without blinking. Half an hour passed, and she was still motionless, and not a page of the book had been turned. Looking at her eyes again, they were empty and distant, and it was clear that she was thinking about things, and her attention was not on the book.

A week ago, after her repeated pleading, her parents finally agreed to let her go to Disney Park in Shanghai City with her classmates for a day during the winter vacation. However, after arriving in Shanghai, she immediately found a way to get rid of her five classmates and went to Jinshan District, which is far away from the city.

Sitting in a taxi, I quickly glided past familiar and unfamiliar buildings, busy streets, oppressive breathing of walking people, anxious air everywhere, and the shrill sound of cars everywhere. All of this, in the eyes of the warmth, is as unsettling and boring as it was many years ago.

An hour and a half later, the taxi came to the place where Wen Wen said, paid and got off. When she stood on this street, after the taxi left, Wen Wen suddenly realized that it was so quiet here!

By the way, this is a villa area, a place for the rich, and a large place with few people, so quiet is an inevitable factor.

Carrying a school bag, Warm walked alone on the wide road.

Sixteen years later, the place has remained the same, except that the trees on the side of the road have grown taller, and there are more weeds on the walls on both sides than before, everything seems to have not changed.

No, maybe the owner of the villa has changed one after another, coming and going, coming and going, and this kind of change that cannot be seen from the outside is the biggest change.

285 Jinshan Road.

Looking at the yellow house number engraved on the door, Wen Wen couldn't help but reach out and touch them one by one. At the beginning, she was the first owner of the address, and she already had the right to use them before they were carved into the wall.

"Ding Dong"

Wen Wen rang the doorbell, and after a while, she heard faint footsteps coming from the villa, and then, the door was opened, and then, a woman in her thirties in pajamas stepped out.

"Hello!" Greeted each other warmly and politely through the door.

The woman rubbed her short and unkempt hair, and looked up and down a few times suspiciously, "Little sister, who are you looking for?" ”

"Excuse me, are you the current owner of this villa?"

The woman nodded and replied, "Yes, I've been buying this house for almost ten years. ”

"Then do you know the previous owner of this house, Tong Baguio?"

"When I heard that she was missing, her husband reported the case and searched for five years but couldn't find her. Later, her husband was afraid of seeing things and thinking about people, so he entrusted a lawyer to sell the house. I bought it because the price was right. How? Do you know Baguio Tong? ”

Wen Wen shook her head, "I don't know, she is a friend of my aunt, because I have lost contact for many years, my aunt asked me to come and look for it when I came to Shanghai to play." ”

"That's a pity, I can't help you."

"It's okay, thank you!"

He bowed politely and turned around to leave.

"Wait a minute, little sister, I heard that Tong Baguio also has a grandmother, and when I bought a house, I couldn't find a hostess, so I checked carefully, knowing that her grandmother lived in an elderly single apartment in the East Trade Zone at the time, but now it's been almost ten years, and I don't know if this old man is still alive, but you can go over and see, if she is still alive, maybe she will know where Tong Baguio is."

Grandmother?

Wen Wen turned around, bowed to the woman again, and strode towards the way he had come.

Ten years ago, he died a long time ago, and that person would let go of his grandmother?

The elderly single apartment in the East Trade Zone is actually a nursing home, but the conditions are better than those of ordinary nursing homes, the medical staff are relatively complete, and the food mix is more reasonable and nutritious. Of course, it's also more expensive.

Standing in front of the door of the apartment, there was a trace of doubt in the warm eyes, what was the wrong nerve of that iron rooster, who was willing to spend money to send his grandmother here?

He closed his eyes, exhaled deeply, and walked in.

"Hello," she walked to the front desk and greeted a little nurse warmly and politely, but somehow she noticed that her legs were shaking.

"Little sister, who are you coming to see?" The nurse at the front desk smiled and looked at the warmth.

"Excuse me, is there an old woman named Li Yufei here?" After asking this sentence, Wen Wen felt that his legs were shaking.

"It turns out that you came to see Grandma Li, she is an elderly person here, she is ninety-seven years old this year, and she is in good health. But ......" At the end, the little nurse looked at Wen Wen suspiciously, "I heard that no one has come to see Grandma Li since she moved in, so who are you?" ”

"Oh, I..... I was the niece of a good friend of her granddaughter, and because I came here to play, my aunt asked me to come and see the old man's house. ”

"Wow, such a winding relationship!" The little nurse covered her mouth and smiled, "But it's rare that your aunt has a heart, did you see that corridor?" Walking inside, room 101 on the right side of the innermost part is her room, and Grandma Li should be watching Peking Opera at this time. Go ahead, but don't make a noise! ”

"Okay, thank you!"

When walking towards Room 101, Wen Wen obviously felt that her heart was beating irregularly, and every step she took felt so heavy and sad.

Finally walked to the door, Wen Wen stretched out a trembling hand, and gently pushed the door open.

The room was quiet, there was no expected sound of singing Peking Opera, and there was no sound of talking. Wen Wen walked in, closed the door gently, and then, looking straight at the silver-haired old man sitting in a wheelchair by the windowsill, with his back to him.

"It's February, and winter is almost over." Looking at the bare branches outside the window, the old man didn't know whether he was talking to himself or the warmth of the heart that he had just entered.

Hearing this familiar voice, warm tears could no longer hold back the rolling down, she covered her mouth, trying not to make a sound.

Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed, and when she felt that she could control her tears, Wen Wen forcibly breathed a sigh of relief, then wiped her face with her sleeve, and then, walked to the old man's side, squatted down and looked at her.

Sensing the warmth next to him, the old man slowly turned his head and looked at her lovingly, "Yaoyao is here." ”

Grandma recognizes herself? Can she even recognize herself? How can it be?

However, the next second......

"Did you just get out of school? Did the teacher assign homework today? ”