Chapter 69, Drag Oil Bottle
"Daddy?!"
Ye Wanyun looked at the man sitting in front of her, her face full of shock and disbelief.
When Ling'er came back from going out just now, she hurriedly told her that there was a very important guest at home, and asked her to hurry up to see her.
She has always had a good temper and got angry when she heard it.
Although Ling'er is bold, she has always been very measured, and she is more cautious than her mother at critical times, and she has always been very reassuring.
What's going on today? Didn't you snore and take a stranger home?
Just as he was about to give a lesson, he said lightly but urgently:
"Don't be angry, mother, you'll talk about it when you've seen the guests!"
Then he dragged her all the way to the main hall.
raised his eyes to take a closer look, but his father-in-law, who had not seen him for more than ten years, sat in front of him, looking at her directly, his eyes were excited and sad and joyful.
She suppressed the doubts and shock in her heart and hurried forward to pay her respects.
Although the temples have some silver threads, and there are many vicissitudes of life, they are really the father-in-law who regards her as their own daughter, the grandfather of Ling'er and Xiao Zhe!
Yes, my father-in-law's "death" has always been just a guess, and I have never really confirmed it, so I was really mistaken.
"Wanyun! It's really you! Ling'er didn't lie to me! What about humility?
How can two children have the surname Sun? What the hell is going on? ”
Qingling hurriedly stepped forward: "Grandfather, don't worry, my mother doesn't know the ins and outs yet, let me explain her doubts first!" ”
Then he talked about the stickers and portraits in 1510, and Ye Wanyun suddenly realized.
She wiped away her tears and said excitedly and gratifyingly:
"You're so good-looking, it's a pleasure! After so many years of no news, we thought you had an accident.
The clan is also worried that you will not be able to enjoy the incense of future generations, and they have set up a mound for you.
I wanted you and my mother to know that we had grandchildren, and I wanted the children to remember what their grandparents looked like, so I drew your portrait and made a tablet for them to worship every year.
I picked out some of your stickers and let Ling'er practice them since she was a child.
I didn't think that by chance, she actually met you by accident, otherwise she would never have seen you in this life"
Seeing his grandfather's anxious appearance, he lightly interrupted his mother's incoherent speech:
"Mother, where is Xiao Zhe? Bring him to Grandfather, who hasn't seen him yet! ”
Ye Wanyun was originally a calm and self-contained person, but today was too unexpected and excited.
Hurry up and ask someone to bring Xiao Zhe over to meet his grandfather.
Xiao Ji Zhe raised a chubby, white and round bun face, a pair of big dripping eyes, as beautiful and cute as a New Year's doll.
When Duan Sidao saw him, he was very excited and took him into his arms:
"Is this Xiao Zhe? It's my own grandson! It's exactly the same as when Zhiqian was a child!
Call Grandfather! Call Grandfather! ”
Xiao Zhe looked at the old man in front of him curiously, but his dark and bright eyes turned to his sister.
Receiving a light signal, he shouted "grandfather" brightly and crisply.
For an old man who is half a hundred years old, what is more exciting than the continuation of the bloodline? Even if you have become a monk.
Qingling knew that the most important thing had not yet been said, and he was worried that Xiao Zhe would make a mistake in his presence, so he asked Shiyun to take him down.
Duan Si looked at Xiao Zhe reluctantly, and then remembered that he was full of doubts:
"Wanyun, what about Zhiqian? How did you come to the capital?
Why do Ling'er and Xiaozhe have the surname Sun? What's going on with Sun Wenhao?
Could it be that Zhiqian has done something to be sorry for you? Don't be afraid, tell me everything, and I'll call the shots for you! ”
Worried that her mother would not be able to tell her life experience, she found an excuse to go out.
Afterwards, just find an opportunity to pester your mother and tell the ins and outs again.
In the future, I can also bring up the old things openly, otherwise it would be too scary to remember everything before the age of three clearly.
can also avoid the embarrassment of revealing her life experience, although it is only temporary, because this will not affect her intimacy with her mother at all.
But she didn't want this short-term estrangement!
If she could, she would have pretended not to know!
One and a half years old under your knees, what can you remember? She is my mother's biological daughter!
In the evening, I prepared Yunzhou dishes for my grandfather and went to see if the ingredients were enough.
Grandma hasn't met her grandfather yet, and she doesn't know who is coming.
Seeing her, he asked in surprise and worry:
"I heard that the distinguished guest from Yunzhou came to the house, is it someone sent by my aunt? Did something happen? ”
In her cognition, the only one who can be called a distinguished guest is the Xiao family.
Qingling suddenly had another plan in his heart.
The mother still misses the old love for the scumbag father, she is gentle and tolerant by nature, and as a daughter-in-law, it is not good to say that her husband is too shameless in front of her father-in-law, so how can she be tactful.
If you are not close to each other, people are father and son.
And grandma is the mother's nurse, loyal as a mother and daughter.
It is completely possible to make decisions for her as an elder, and feel sorry for her children to say something excessive, and say it everywhere.
Moreover, those who are faithful to the Lord bring their own halos, and their grandfathers must also pay three points.
It's the same in ancient and modern times, if you want to fight, the middle-aged aunt's combat power and lethality are the strongest.
is shameless about the scumbag father, and naturally the more thoroughly he says, the better, and it is better to add salt and vinegar.
It's time to ask her to do it!
"It's not my aunt, it's my grandfather!
What I saw in Jieyunguan was exactly the same as the portrait, so I brought him back to see my mother! ”
"What do you say? Grandfather? Old gentleman? How could it be an old lady? Didn't he die?
It should be my aunt, right? Did you recognize the wrong person? ”
"Grandma, I'm not mistaken, aren't there portraits of grandfathers and grandmothers at home? Didn't you say that your mother's painting is the same as a real person?
I memorized the portrait, and I recognized my grandfather at a glance when I saw him in the Taoist temple.
Just now I heard my mother call him father, and he also responded, and he still hugged Xiao Zhe and said that it was his own grandson.
I also heard him say to his mother that Xiao Zhe and Zhiqian are at least five or six like, and they are definitely the flesh and blood of the Du family.
Then he asked his mother Zhiqian, why we came to the capital, who Sun Wenhao was, and why we were surnamed Sun.
Grandma, isn't Sun Wenhao my father? Is he my stepfather?
Who is the most humble? Is that my real father?
One of our classmates had a father who died, her mother remarried, and she changed her surname with her stepfather, but her cousins still called her to drag oil bottles.
So are Xiao Zhe and I dragging oil bottles? ”
The three words of the oil bottle deeply pierced Lin Ma's heart.
Suddenly, my heart was like a knife, and I was angry, and the long-term grievances and anger and distress for Wanyun's mother and son all gathered together:
"You and Xiao Zhe are the serious grandsons of the Du family, who dares to say that you are dragging oil bottles? Who said that the old slave and he is desperate!
Since the old lady is here, I will reason with him and see what good son he wants! ”
The death of the old lady is just speculation, and there is no real evidence, and it is normal to "come back from the dead".
After saying that, she rushed to the main hall angrily, and she could feel her explosive combat power at the moment from afar.
(End of chapter)