She is the grandfather of Fifth Ripple.

In the memory in her mind, there were many grandfathers in the fifth family, the eldest grandfather, the younger grandfather and the second grandfather, but they all died one after another, and the one she remembered the most was only one grandfather.

At that time, Fifth Zhiyi was not the head of the family, just the grandfather of Little Ripples, and in the days before he was sent to Yang Town, the unpopular Little Ripples was often silent, because he wanted to play with his peers, but was ostracized, and when his grandfather knew about it, he would take him to the yard behind him and play with her, although he was obviously a fifty-year-old man.

Fifth Ripple actually knew that the silver that Nian's husband and wife had received over the years had been sent by Fifth Zhiyi.

She thought to herself that she was not the real Fifth Ripple, and she didn't have too many feelings for the Fifth Zhiyi, but when she saw it, especially when she hugged it, the sourness and joy in her heart came up.

The body's sense of the Fifth Zhiyi was profound, a reliance on the only glimmer of light that had appeared in her ignorant childhood.

It was helpless to send away the fifth ripple, because he was the elder of the fifth family, for the sake of the entire fifth family, in order to calm everyone's hearts, and the words of the ancestors, he had to send away this little ripple that he had taken care of day and night.

The children of the fifth family really haven't seen their own head like this, not once, this white-haired old man seems to have seen the person he misses and wants to see the most in his lifetime, and he can't help but cry, he doesn't have the momentum of the head of the fifth family, just an old man.

Fifth Ripple didn't know how to comfort him, and the last thing she could do was comfort people, especially an old man.

Xiao Xingle asked Zhu Changfeng to pick him up, he stretched out his little arm, and stroked Wu Zhiyi's back like a little adult, "Don't cry, don't cry, a child who cries his nose is not a good child, his mother is fine, Xiao Xingle is also fine, we are fine together, so don't be in the nose, you know?" ”

It's a picture of love, but this picture only lasts for a few seconds, Wu Zhiyi straightened his body, looked in the direction of the window, then blinked, and said for a moment: "Who said I cried?" It's tears that go into the sand, I'm old, how can I cry? You're all wrong! ”

“。。” Fifth ripple.

Xiao Xingle smiled, "The nose of a liar will be long, this is what my mother said!" ”

"No big, no small, I'm your great-grandfather!"

"Yes, yes, hello great-grandfather, I'm Xiao Xingle!"

Children are innocent, and when they laugh, their eyebrows and eyes are squinted together, and that kind of smile has no impurities, and it can warm people's hearts.

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"What? You said that Aunt Xiu's trouble to find the Fifth Ripple happened to be seen by her father? Fifth Qingbo suddenly turned around, his eyes widened.

"Yes, Aunt Xiu was sent back just now, and her face was swollen like a pig's head!" Steward Zhao was embarrassed.

"What's going on?"

"That's it-"

After Steward Zhao finished speaking, the fifth Qingbo embroidered robe waved, and all the tea cups on the table fell to the ground, "This dog also depends on the master, doesn't it?" What does she mean? I didn't trouble her after getting Xue'er, she was good, she came out like this before she entered the door of my fifth house! ”

"Second master, I'm afraid that the head of the family will bring Miss Ripples back, you also know how much the head of the family loved Miss Ripples before he became the head of the family, even if Miss Ripples was not in the house all these years, the head of the family still asked people to bring silver to Yang Zhen's side."

"Of course I do!"