In the small fishing village, Lin Jia understood Jiang Churan's intention and took Jiang Churan to find Lin Luo.
"Xiao Luo, Xiao Ran brought Grandpa Jiang's watermelon to express condolences to Grandpa Jiang."
Lin Luo glanced at the girl holding a watermelon in front of him,
"Is this what Mr. Jiang meant?"
"Yes, grandpa remembered this morning and asked me to bring a watermelon over to see Mr. Lin."
Jiang Churan's big and lively eyes rolled and he said intelligently.
Lin Luo knew in her heart that this was Jiang Churan's little thought. After all, Mr. Jiang personally gave him a watermelon yesterday, and today he couldn't give him another watermelon even if he expressed condolences.
But everything she experienced yesterday made Lin Luo dare not despise the little girl in front of her.
After all, she is Mr. Jiang's granddaughter.
He nodded and led Jiang Churan and Lin Jia towards Lin Tianzheng's room.
Before I even got close, I could hear the sound of "ho ho ho" coming from inside.
The voice is dull and confident.
Lin Luo was startled and hurriedly opened the door and entered.
I saw Lin Tianzheng doing Tai Chi meticulously in the yard,
Every movement is accompanied by a "ho".
Looking at the lively Lin Tianzheng in front of him, Jiang Churan looked at Lin Luo with a puzzled look.
"Didn't you say that Grandpa Lin was sick yesterday? He looks healthier than me!"
"2333, the anchor is really self-aware and knows that his health is not good."
"XSWL, the god is seriously ill. Yesterday Lin Luo said he had a nose and eyes. I thought he was going to die."
"Looking at the shocked expression on Lin Luo's face, it doesn't look like he's pretending. There may have been changes that Lin Luo didn't even know about."
"Isn't it a flashback?"
"It's not like that. I'm a medical student. I don't have such a great ability when I look back. It just allows the dying person to clarify his thoughts and give his last words."
"Stop guessing, anchor, go and ask what's going on."
Before Jiang Churan could ask,
Lin Tianzheng in the yard stopped his movements when he saw the three people coming in, and took a deep breath.
Wiping the sweat with his sleeve, he said with a smile as he walked: "This girl is Mr. Jiang's granddaughter Jiang Churan, right? She is indeed Mr. Jiang's granddaughter. Her appearance is her trademark."
Jiang Churan was a little shy, but he opened his mouth and asked, "Grandpa Lin, didn't Lin Luo say yesterday that you were seriously ill? Why can't I tell at all when I look at you today?"
Lin Tianzheng smiled and pointed at the watermelon in Jiang Churan's arms,
"It's not because of it."
"Mr. Jiang is indeed mysterious. I have been following him since I was a child, always wanting to see what secrets Mr. Jiang has."
"In the end, because of that jade pendant, I never went to Mr. Jiang's place again. Yesterday Lin Luo told me about Mr. Jiang's reaction, plus the magical watermelon he brought back yesterday, I realized what I had missed back then.
What."
Lin Tianzheng said with a regretful tone, with a trace of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.
When Jiang Chen first came to the small fishing village, Lin Tianzheng was still a child.
After Jiang Chen saved the small fishing village, he left the village and moved to farmland.
Lin Tianzheng was obsessed with learning Jiang Chen's medical skills, so he hung around Jiang Chen every day.
Jiang Chen didn't hide anything, and whenever Lin Tianzheng asked, he would give him everything he had.
Later, Lin Tianzheng grew up, and the burden of life fell on Lin Tianzheng's shoulders.
When he was in dire straits, he made a decision that he would regret for the rest of his life.
Mr. Lin's words once again caused an uproar in the live broadcast room.
"Damn it, is that why Mr. Lin is a stone-thrower? I personally tested the effectiveness of watermelon?"
"If Mr. Lin didn't lie, it should be true."
"Mr. Lin's demeanor doesn't look like he's lying, and his Tai Chi movements just now don't look like those of a slow old man. Maybe he's telling the truth."
"Damn it, so the watermelon is really worth 20 million?"
"Twenty million? Stop making trouble. If it can really cure hundreds of lives, those wealthy people worth tens of billions will have to go crazy and grab it. Twenty million is just the starting price."
"Xiao Gaigai: I'm excited, host, for the sake of me watching your live broadcast for so long, why don't you sell me a watermelon at a discount?"
"All the way east: Change the address. I'll go over and buy watermelons right away. It's only 20 million, and I'm out."
[Go all the way east and receive Rocket x999]
A huge colored prompt appears on the interface of the live broadcast room.
"Damn it, it turns out that Mr. Dong is the powerful one. 999 is too domineering."
"Dongzong Niu B,6666666"
"Mr. Dong is in need of a younger brother, I can warm the bed. (dog head)"
"Mr. Dong, I don't ask for anything else but a piece of watermelon rind."
"The watermelon rind is mine!"
"Just give me a watermelon seed."
A large group of viewers flocked to the live broadcast room because of these 999 rockets, and the popularity skyrocketed.
The amount of gifts backstage approached the million mark.
"Wow, Mr. Dong is domineering. Thank you Mr. Dong for the rocket. Mr. Dong, what should I do with this watermelon now? If Grandpa Lin recovers from his illness, no one will give away this watermelon."
Although Jiang Churan was shocked by the generosity of heading east, he still restrained himself and asked about his grandfather.
Lin Tianzheng next to him looked at Jiang Churan with a puzzled look, "Little girl, who are you talking to?"
Lin Luo walked to Grandpa and explained quietly.
Jiang Churan was still interacting with netizens when he suddenly heard an "Ouch."
When he turned around, he saw that Lin Tianzheng had collapsed on the ground for some reason, his eyes blurred, and he looked like he was about to die.
He covered his mouth and snickered, "Grandpa Lin, what are you doing?"
"666, the old man is good at acting, and he has the ability to pretend to be dead and lie to Xigua."
"I won't watch this year's Spring Festival Gala without the old man. His acting skills are way ahead of those of the younger generation."
"If you don't watch the Spring Festival Gala, +1, this acting is so natural that you can't tell whether it's real or fake."
The barrage was filled with excitement.
Lin Tianzheng stood up slowly and sighed, "I'm old, sometimes I might fall down just walking, there's nothing I can do about it."
"Mr. Lin said that as long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed."
"Anchor, let's give the watermelon to Mr. Lin. The old man is too old to act in a show."
"Twenty million yuan, how can you just give it to me? Give it to me as the anchor, and I will help you solve it. (Gotou)"
At this moment, many people who did not know the truth followed the rocket and entered the live broadcast room.
"What 20 million? Who will tell me what happened?"
Some enthusiastic netizens explained the cause and effect one by one.
Jiang Churan thought for a while and handed the watermelon into Lin Tianzheng's hand.
"Grandpa Lin, many people outside now suspect that my grandfather's watermelons are fake and that he is acting with others to deceive everyone. Someone is going to come to crack down on the fakes soon. Do you have any good ideas?"
Lin Tianzheng frowned and said to Lin Luo, "Go and lead people to block the road. Don't let anyone in for the time being."
Then he turned to look at Jiang Churan, "Girl, come on, come into the house with me and tell me what happened."
Jiang Churan seemed to have found a backbone, and he and Lin Jia helped Lin Tianzheng back to the house.