I nodded, although I looked like a four-year-old child, how could I not understand this truth when I was already in my twenties.

For a while, Grandpa fell into silence, until a man came over, picked me up in his arms, and said, "Dad, are you telling Xiaowen those ghost stories of tomb robbing again, how many times have I told you, he is still too young to listen to those." What if I have nightmares at night and can't sleep? ”

Grandpa laughed when he heard this, and seemed not to take his words to heart. "Shang Qing, don't look at who Xiaowen is the grandson, so how can a little ghost story scare him. I see how happy he is. ”

Shang Qing? Zhang Shangqing? So, the handsome man who was holding me was my father? After straightening out this relationship, I hurriedly looked up at him, and when I looked at it, I realized that it was strange, and I understood why I didn't think that he would be my father at first glance?

Because there is a world of difference between the appearance of my father at this moment and my father twenty years later, it can be said that they are two different people!

But what's going on?

Obviously, the names are the same, how can the appearance change dramatically in less than 20 years?

Just when I couldn't figure out what was going on, suddenly a female voice said, "What are you all standing here?" Xiaowen is also there! It's going to be a little cold in the evening, so take him back and get some clothes. ”

"Hey, Mingjuan, how can you be virtuous with Shang Qing? It's too painful for Xiaowen. I think when I raised Shangqing, I ran around with my bare ass in the winter, didn't I look good? O people now! Grandpa shook his head helplessly.

I couldn't help but feel funny when I looked at him, and he giggled with a small smile. But soon, I realized a more serious problem, this beautiful and moving woman is called Mingjuan? Liu Mingjuan? Isn't that my mother!

But she shocked me even more than the strange boy who was holding me. To say that it is far-fetched, the man named Shang Qing has really changed his appearance for some reason after more than ten years. But at least in terms of height and weight, it's about the same. But this woman with the same name as my mother is absolutely different from my mother in every way.

Why are the parents I see at this moment so different from my real-life parents? Whether I'm in hell or heaven is even more incredible. Returning to childhood after death?

I turned my head to look at the mud house not far away, and the familiar surroundings around me, and I was sure that this was indeed the house I lived in, the village I lived in. But why hasn't everything else changed, but only the appearance of the parents has changed?

At the urging of the woman, my grandfather grimaced amusemently as he put a thin garment on me, and when it was ready, he led me back to the dinner table with satisfaction.

The woman intimately sandwiched a lot of favorite dishes for me and put them in a small bowl in front of me, and the maternal brilliance on her face was overflowing. She turned her head after seeing me start eating, gently serving the man and grandfather, doing things virtuously, and simply impeccable, even the two big men couldn't help but complain, "Mingjuan, you eat so well, we are all adults, not Xiaowen." You don't need to do that. ”

The woman just smiled happily, as if to say that this was the right thing to do.

I casually scribbled the rice into my mouth. While secretly looking at her out of the corner of his eye. Such a mother is not only beautiful and kind-hearted, dignified and generous, but also has a sweet smile on her face that seems to be at the top of happiness all the time, but why do I have no impression of such a woman?

Glancing, I slowly withdrew my gaze. But I found that my grandfather's eyes had been paying attention to me for some time, and I was immediately so frightened that I quickly buried my head.

The man named Shang Qing was eating, and suddenly said, "Do you feel that Xiaowen is weird today, not as noisy as usual, and a lot more well-behaved." Are you sick? ”

When the woman heard this, she hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks, stretched out her delicate and smooth little hand to cover my forehead, and said after a while, "I don't have a fever." ”

Grandpa was eating heavily, and his voice came as if he had seen everything clearly, "Xiaowen, he is very healthy, don't worry." ”

"Really?" The woman was still very uneasy, and asked in a low voice, "Xiaowen, do you feel uncomfortable about anything?" ”

I shook my head again and again, looked at the rice bowl in front of me, and hurriedly ate in order to show that I was really fine.

"Let me say, he is very healthy, you two should also take it easy, Xiaowen is four years old, so worry about being afraid to go down and be careful to grow old quickly!" Grandpa laughed and said, his eyes flashed on me, and he said, "I'm going to go out tomorrow, and those three people said they hadn't seen each other for several years and wanted to get together." It may take ten days and a half to come back. ”

As soon as Shang Qing heard this, he stopped the momentum of eating, and asked seriously as if he was not at ease, "Dad, is it really just a gathering?" You're not going back to your old job! ”

Grandpa nodded, "It's just to get together, I'm tired of those things, and I won't do it again." What's more, Xiaowen is also growing up, and I still want to watch him marry a daughter-in-law and give me a great-grandson to play. ”

The woman answered, "Dad! ”

"Oh, rest assured, you two weren't so timid and scared before, how come back here, it's like your whole person has changed, it's really boring!" Grandpa said with a big wave of his hand.

Shang Qing smiled helplessly, "Dad, I don't know your temperament yet." There is never such a thing as a simple gathering, even if you don't look for trouble, trouble will come to you. So this time, do you want me to go with you and watch you, so that there will be no problems. ”

Grandpa was not happy when he heard this, "Hey, how are you talking to me!" Anyway, I'm also your father, no big or small. Don't worry about it, I'll be back as soon as I get together this time, and I won't delay too much. After speaking, he glanced at me, and added in a slightly serious tone, "If I haven't come back for half a month, Shang Qing, Mingjuan, you two know what to do!" ”

Why does this sound like a bit of a farewell?

Thinking of this, all of a sudden, my head buzzed. I was four years old this year, and it seems that my grandfather in real life left home at my age and never came back? Could it be that after I died, I happened to travel to the day before my grandfather disappeared? Is this a hint from God to me that I should stop my grandfather from going and let me change the trajectory of history?

So, what do the 'parents' just say at this time? They knew that Grandpa had been a tomb robber before, and it felt like the two of them had also done tomb robberies with Grandpa. So to speak, they certainly weren't my real parents. (To be continued......)