Chapter Seventy-Seven

At this moment, Zhao Yiran in his eyes was no longer the happy appearance just now, and he was very calm.

Dong Fang understands that there is always something hidden behind the calm.

"Okay, it's up to you." He happily responded.

Dong thought to himself, if he guessed correctly. He was going to accompany the woman to her biological father's parents' house.

Naturally, he didn't speak anymore, giving the woman enough free space.

And Zhao Yiran also took advantage of this gap to think hard and think hard.

If everyone at the dinner table is praising Dong's mother for being a well-mannered person, then why doesn't she think Jiang Yaohua is a thoughtful person?

For a long time, after Zhao Yiran could understand Jiang Yaohua's many practices, she was determined to find a partner according to his standards.

Because of Jiang Yaohua, he knows too well how to be a husband and a father who is not so simple.

In interpersonal communication, he knows too well where that degree should be, and he is just right to be impartial. Even if it is touched by family affection, it will never move to the wrong position.

In front of Li Ting's parents, he knew that he shouldn't speak about the topic; and Zhao Yiran, their group of children also knew that the care that came from him could not be full.

At noon, in the kitchen, he asked Zhao Yiran to take time to take Dong Fang to see his grandparents, a very embarrassing character for him, but he still hesitated and said it again and again.

Not long ago, when the woman and Dong Fang drew up a guest list together, she was also very difficult, and she even asked Li Ting.

You must know that Li Ting and Zhao Yiran's biological father separated because of an accident, and Li Ting and Jiang Yaohua are also married to Ming Media.

At that time, it was also the two old men over there who called Li Ting to find a place to return home.

But no matter how you don't interfere with each other, this is a problem. Zhao Yiran's biological father is the only son in the family, and after his death, only the two parents remained.

After remarrying Jiang Yaohua, how to master the relationship became a problem for her and Zhao Yiran later. Alienating those two old people can't get over Li Ting's conscience, but if she visits often, she will also have a burden on Jiang Yaohua.

So living a life, Li Ting and this granddaughter Zhao Yiran will only visit once during the New Year's holidays.

No matter how you put the scales right, the relationship is awkward, so for many years after that, it can only become a tacit understanding that everyone keeps silent.

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The man was right, and early the next morning, he drove to the house, which he would only enter once in a long time, according to the route described by the woman.

Carrying the gift box in the trunk, Dong Fang looked at the woman as if she was more nervous than herself.

It was the male owner of the house who came to open the door, and the woman said that the family lived in the house, so this should be Zhao Yiran's grandfather.

Dong Fang stood at the front and respectfully called grandpa.

The people in the room had some doubts when they saw this unfamiliar face, and then they were attracted by the female voice next to him, and he saw Zhao Yiran.

"Yes, come in." The old man said, leaving the door wide open, and leaning sideways to let them in.

At a distance, he also deliberately swept Dong Fang's whole body.

The man carried the things in his hand and went in first, while Zhao Yiran followed his grandfather to close the door and slowly walked to the inner hall.

It is a very ordinary two-bedroom apartment, and the furniture is very simple, and you can tell at a glance that it is a house where the elderly live.

Grandpa saw the man in the atrium standing there looking left and right, and said, "Young man, just pile things up there." I'll clean it up in a moment. ”

was beckoned by his grandfather to sit down, Dong Fang dared to take advantage of his conversation with Zhao Yiran to carefully look at the bricks and tiles in this room.

He had good eyesight, and at a glance he could see some pictures hanging on the wall over there. There is a photo taken by a man in a military uniform, it turns out that the grandfather was a soldier when he was young.

But now the man sitting on the sofa in the living room has lost the spirit of the time. He estimated that his grandfather might be a few years younger than Zhao Yiran's grandfather, but the vicissitudes on his face were a lot deeper.

"I'm still afraid that you and grandma will go out for a walk, so I thought I would knock on the door first and see if I didn't call."

"She doesn't want to go out for the past two days, let her be, if she doesn't go out, she won't go out." Grandpa sat down and sighed slightly. took care of his wife for so many years, and sometimes he followed her.

Zhao Yiran thought in his heart how could he completely rely on her, grandma didn't go out, grandpa couldn't get out, he didn't worry about grandma being at home alone.

But she still didn't say it, she sank and changed her mood again, "This is Dong Fang, bring him over today to see you and grandma." ”

Grandpa woke up and said, "Young man, you are Dong Fang." ”

As soon as the man entered the house just now, Grandpa could see that he was different, but it was not easy to recognize people.

Dong Fang smiled respectfully, and then got up, "Hello grandpa, I'm Ranran... Now I should say that I am a fiancΓ©. There are many reasons why I haven't been able to visit you before, I hope you don't feel sorry grandpa. ”

"No, no, sit down, good boy." Seeing him so respectful, Grandpa quickly got up and shook his hand to sit down, with a smile on his face: "FiancΓ©? Are you ready to get married? ”

Zhao Yiran saw the inadvertent question on his grandfather's face, his heart trembled, and he suddenly felt a little tight.

If you tell outsiders that your own granddaughter is about to get married, and your grandfather has just found out.

How ridiculous, how incredible.

The man looked at Zhao Yiran, who was not moving, and continued to reply, "Well, I will get the certificate next month." ”

Grandpa nodded violently, and was really happy to say a few hellos.

Immediately thought of something, he was about to get up and walk to the back room, and said as he walked, "Look at my memory, then you pour some water for Dong to drink." I'm going to call you grandma. ”

Looking at the back that disappeared around the corner, Dong Fang sat forward and touched the woman's hand on his lap.

Concerned asked her, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's fine." The woman smiled, so reluctantly.

When the grandfather came out again, he was still holding someone in his hand, "Old woman, who do you see coming?" ”

The two of them walked slower than he walked alone, and the grandmother who was supported by him trembled a little, and gently raised her head to look at the center of the living room after listening to the words of the person next to her.

Zhao Yiran got up at this time and took a few steps forward, "Grandma~"

Dong Fang stood up behind her, silently staying in place and not moving.

Grandma slowly returned the hand handed by her granddaughter, and stopped in the gap between touching it, "Who are you?" ”

The four words with questions only made Dong Fang behind the woman a little shocked. He just thought that his grandmother was in poor health and had difficulty walking.

But...

"Grandma~I'm Ranran~" At this time, when she spoke again, the woman's voice was circling around, without confidence, like crying.

"Isn't this our granddaughter, have you forgotten?" Grandpa reminded her.

Suddenly, grandma's eyes showed light again, "Ranran, I know. You are!" She clasped her granddaughter's hand tightly and repeated the name over and over again.

"Yes, it's my granddaughter."

In contrast to the loving eyes of the grandmother, there are the fuzzy eyes full of complex emotions of the woman's helplessness and self-blame.

"Come, old woman, guess who this person is in the back." They all knew that she had recovered a little at this time, so Grandpa couldn't wait to ask.

Dong Fang saw them pointing at him, leaned forward, and called grandma.

The old man on the opposite side stared at him, looking and looking from top to bottom. I didn't seem to have an idea, but then I looked at it again, and suddenly I was surprised, "Anping... You are Anping! ”

Dong Fang didn't know who Anping was, but the two people beside his grandmother knew.

Hearing her say this, you can guess that she is confused again. Before she could stop it, her grandmother's emotions became even more excited, "Anping... You're back! You're finally back! Where have you been for so long..."

As she spoke, tears came down from her eyes, and she wanted to go forward and grab this Anping.

Grandpa and Zhao Yiran grabbed her when they saw this, and the woman couldn't help but shed tears because of the name she just called.

Zhao Anping, this name has not appeared in his life for a long time.

"Old woman, you are mistaken! This is not Anping. "Grandpa doesn't seem to be weird, and he's stronger than them.

Dong Fang was panicked by this scene, and unconsciously he also stretched out his palms to the wrinkled hands that wanted to catch him.

The old woman obviously didn't care about them, she just wanted to walk up to the man, and pulled out one of the wrinkled hands and stroked his face, "Anping... Come back, don't go any further..."

Zhao Yiran couldn't hold back the tears she wanted to stay, and she grabbed her grandfather's shoulder again.

Although Dong Fang hadn't figured out the facts yet, he couldn't say anything in the face of this pitiful crying old man standing in front of him.

He didn't rush to explain his identity, just calmed her emotions. He nodded in agreement to what she said.

"If you don't leave, you won't leave in the future." He didn't know if it was right to say that it would make his grandmother's wish come true, but at least, he didn't want the old man to be so excited.

Dong Fang helped her sit down, slowly slowing her down until she calmed down.

Grandpa sat on the farthest side from them, silent and silent.

The old woman became quiet again after calming down, she no longer talked to Dong Fang, but saw her wife in the farthest distance, and asked him, "Why are you sitting there?" ”

Dong Fang said, "Grandma, do you want to go over to find grandpa?" ”

Asked by this, the old woman turned her head and looked at Dong Fang again, so strange.

"Who are you, young man? Wife, why is he in our house? The latter sentence was what she asked her grandfather.

Zhao Yiran, who was sitting on the side, stepped forward silently and folded the broken hair in her ear for her, "Grandma, this is your grandson-in-law." ”

"Son-in-law... Are you Ranran's husband?! ... What about Ranran, is Ranran here? ”

I've been here for a long time, and since my grandmother came out, I've been sober and confused for a while. Everyone was busy calming her emotions and didn't say much.

Later, while she was still obedient, her grandfather found an excuse to let her into the back room again.

When he came out of the bedroom again, Grandpa was obviously tired, even more tired than he had just seen.

He looked up at Dong Fang and explained with some embarrassment, "Child, don't be weird." Grandma Ranran, this is an old problem. ”

The man quickly turned his head when he heard the voice, so that he would not have any thoughts because of these things, but just now he saw that the mood of the people present became more and more bad and his heart was lost.

The first time he saw this kind of scene, it was only when his grandfather coaxed his grandmother into the house that he came to the woman to comfort her.

At that time, Zhao Yiran choked up, looked at him with red circles in his eyes, and said that his grandmother had been greatly stimulated since her son left unexpectedly, and suffered from Emmezheimer's disease a few years ago, sometimes sober and sometimes confused.

She would remember everyone she had a relationship with, but often didn't get the numbers right. Sometimes sober and sometimes confused.

It's like she will always remember her granddaughter's name Ranran, but when a woman stands in front of her, she may not be able to recognize it.

And An Ping, who she kept shouting at Dong Fang just now, is her son's name.

That is, Zhao Yiran's biological father, Zhao Anping.