"Working from nine to five is not like that. What's the point of hard work? What's the matter with you coming here?" Although Jian Jian didn't want to push the needle, she saw that he cared about her as much as before. Jian Jian couldn't help it, she couldn't help it.
She wanted to get his care. That deep concern made him feel that it was all hypocrisy and deception, and it made her feel more uncomfortable than not having it. It would be better to never get it, so that she would not be sad about the loss.
Jian Jian's tough face froze, and he smiled bitterly at himself, "Yu'er, your grandma misses you."
He knew that what he said was very hurtful. He never came to see her usually, and only asked her to do something when something happened. His mother came from the countryside and had a slight preference for boys over girls. She always felt that boys were better.
The son can take care of him in old age, but the daughter belongs to someone else and cannot be kept. I have never liked Zhou Zhuxiao very much, and naturally I am not very happy about the granddaughter she gave birth to. Every time he went home simply, the old man would hold his eldest brother's child.
He called her a good boy and a good grandson. Jian Jian just watched helplessly from the side, which was particularly pitiful. He also expressed his opinions to his mother, but she said in front of the young Jian Jian that if she were her grandson, it would be in her heart.
That piece of heart and soul. The simple and lonely look in his eyes at that time is still imprinted in his heart, causing pain sometimes.
Simple, slender and long eyelashes drooped gently to cover up the loneliness inside. "I'll call her when I have time." This is something she can't refuse as a junior. Even if she doesn't like that person, the obligation still has to be done. Do it well.
Just be fine by yourself. Sure enough, she shouldn't have any expectations when she comes back. If someone misses her, how can he not see her for so long? She forced it, thinking that he came here just for her. Sure enough, she is just talking in her dreams and daydreaming.
Jiao.
"She is not in good health. I hope you can go and see her. She misses you." The tone was a little weak and pleading.
Jian Ming thought of the man lying on the hospital bed, with tears constantly falling from his eyes. His vision was so blurred that he couldn't see the figure clearly, and he was still calling a simple name, just to see his granddaughter as soon as possible. Now that people are in their twilight years, isn't their greatest hope?
I hope that my children or grandchildren can be with me. Simple’s grandma has not seen her granddaughter for almost four years. Family dinners and other activities are all about push-and-butt, and neither of them can cross that hurdle. She feels that she
I'm sorry for Jian Jian and refused to lose face. She believed that she was the elder and could not bow down to the younger generation. At that time, she strongly disagreed with Jian Jian's decision to award Zhou Zhuxiao instead of her own son.
After a long silence, she looked up at him and said, "I may not have much time recently. I'll go when I have time." She simply gave in and didn't say when she would go. She couldn't be ruthless, and she couldn't give in to the wound in her heart.
But if she were asked to see it now, she wouldn't be in that mood. Even though six years had passed, she still didn't want to see that woman and what came out of her belly.
"Okay." Jian Jian agreed to go, which was beyond his expectation. Before he came, he had a lot of drafts in his stomach to deal with Jian Jian, but now he didn't know what to say. He couldn't say what was in his heart.
"Mom, I'm going back to the house first."
Zhou Zhuxiao nodded.
Jian Jian looked at the tightly closed door and lowered his lonely eyes. He left not long after sitting there. The person he was once the closest to was now speechless. The world has changed, things have changed and people have changed.