"I'm okay, Aunt Li, don't make a fuss, come and help me, let's sit in front." Grandma Xia returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, she stood up
Come and signal Aunt Li to help her go to the first row.
"It's okay, Grandma Xia, I was scared to death just now. I thought you were having a heart attack because you saw Sangsang getting married. Slow down." Aunt Li helped Grandma Xia to the front.
When passing Mr. Qiao, Qiao Minghua and Lin Manli introduced her as Sang Sang's grandma, who raised Sangsang. Mr. Qiao reached out to hold her hand, and when he was about to say something grateful, he suddenly became mute.
He just stared at her closely, speechless for a long time.
Is it that the world is too small, or is it just a coincidence? Or did he recognize the wrong person? All the sounds were inaudible. Looking at the old lady sitting beside him, Mr. Qiao couldn't calm down. Until the master of ceremonies gave the command.
Sang Xia and Yu Bingpo bowed to their families, and then were sent into the bridal chamber. This wedding ceremony that combined Chinese and Western styles was finally over.
At this time, Mr. Qiao finally woke up from his dream. He also realized that she was still alive and had raised his granddaughter. Moreover, he named his granddaughter Sang Sang, Sang Xia??
"Sang Sang, can I talk to your grandma alone?" In the lounge, Sang Muqing - now called Qiao Muqing - said to Sang Xia, "I have many things to ask her."
Sangxia thought it was about her, so she took him to her grandma's room.
"Grandma, grandpa said he has something to tell you. Grandma, don't say bad things about me!" Sang Xia said with a smile, and helped to close the door.
"What's wrong, Sangsang? I was looking for you just now, and you are here," Yu Bingpo said, coming to her side. "The wedding banquet will start soon. Are you hungry? Why don't you eat something first?"
"I'm not hungry. It's my grandpa. He said he had something to tell grandma." Sang Xia held Yu Bingpo's hand and told him as they walked.
"Perhaps grandpa and grandma know each other. During the wedding ceremony, I accidentally discovered that grandpa kept staring at grandma with a strange expression??????!" Yu Bingpo frowned and said his discovery.
"Oh, wouldn't that be better? Haha, maybe, grandpa and grandma were a couple when they were young. However, during the troubled times, they unfortunately got lost, and just by chance, they met again!" Sang Xia said jokingly
.
"You, you have read too many romance novels, and what are you thinking about in your little head?" Yu Bingpo stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of her little nose, and his face was full of pampering.
"Don't believe it, it's really possible, haha, what if they were lovers????!"
Along the way, Sang Xia chattered her guesses to Yu Bingpo. Yu Bingpo rolled his eyelids from time to time. This little woman who loved to dream didn't even know what he loved about her. She actually became his.
little wife.
However, he also loved her to death in a lounge room.
Grandma Xia looked at the white-haired man who walked in. After a brief moment of shock, she returned to normal.
"Are you Aya?!" Sang Muqing stood in front of her and asked her dumbly.
"I'm not!" Grandma Xia denied with a cold face. Her fingers were clasped on the sofa, and she had to try her best to control her emotions so that her voice would not tremble.
"??????No, you are, you are Aya." After being stunned for a long time, seeing Grandma Xia refusing to look at him, Sang Muqing said to her with certainty, "You are Aya, Aya,
Are you still alive? I thought you?????? An acquaintance told me that you were dead, Aya, I really didn’t expect you to be alive??????!”
There is an obvious sign of his Aya, that is, whenever she is angry, she likes to pick things with her fingers. Now, not only does she dare not look at him, but her skinny fingers are still picking at her.
Wearing the sofa towel, it seems that I want to tear it to pieces to relieve my hatred.
This is his Aya, he saw it right?????? Even if her beauty disappears, even if her youth is no longer there, she still has a thin face and fair complexion, and is still the most beautiful in his mind
That beloved woman.
"Aya, tell me, what happened? Why did someone tell me fifty years ago that you died because of a car accident???????"
In the end, Grandma Xia couldn't control her fingers and kept trembling. Her cloudy eyes were gradually filled with mist. She had been looking forward to this moment countless times in her dreams, but now, he came to her side,
Why does she have so much grievance and resentment in her heart?
"Aya??????Aya??????!?" Sang Muqing sat next to Grandma Xia and reached out to hold her trembling hands, "Tell me everything, tell me everything
,Aya??????!!”
"Sang, Mu, Qing, why are you back here????!!?" It's already this time, why are you back here?!
"Aya??????!" Sang Muqing heard this long-lost voice and excitedly hugged Grandma Xia into her arms, "Aya, my poor Aya??????
sorry Sorry??????!"
At this time, besides saying sorry containing countless apologies, he didn't know what other words he could use to express his regretful and apologetic feelings.
He just heard that the woman who adopted Sang Sang never married, and thought she was doing it for Sang Sang?????? Now, he is sure that his Aya is for that promise - I will wait on Panshi Street.
You come back and remain unmarried for the rest of your life.
However, back then, he believed what others said - his Aya died in a car accident. When he was preparing to return to China several times to pay homage to her grave, all his documents would disappear inexplicably. Now it seems that...
The daughter of the boss who liked him and who became his later wife was hidden.
So, could it be that the news of her death was deliberately told to him by his wife through bribery???????
Now, what's the use of thinking about this? It's been fifty years, so many good times, the good times that the two of them should have been together, were ruined by his gullibility without investigation???
???"Aya, it's all my fault?????? I thought you really passed away, I shouldn't just believe what others say, Aya? It's all my fault, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry??