The name was so familiar that Yang Zimei couldn't remember who it was.
Zeng Hui? Zeng Hui?
Yang Zimei thought for a moment and suddenly shouted.
How could you be so stupid?
Isn't grandma's name Zeng Hui?
She had been accustomed to calling her grandma for a long time, and gradually forgot her real name.
Could it be that the old man in front of me is the cousin Zeng Tianhua that grandma is looking for?
Is it such a coincidence?
"Zeng Hui is my grandma."
She looked at the old man excitedly and asked, "Is this old man's name Zeng Tianhua?"
"I am Zeng Tianhua!"
The old man's calm expression became excited, and he stretched out his hand to take Yang Zimei's hand, speaking urgently, "Are you really Xiaohui's granddaughter? Where is Xiaohui now? Take me to see her quickly. We are already in our forties.
We haven’t seen her for years, but I have been thinking about her these days.”
Being held firmly by the old man's warm hand due to excitement, Yang Zimei was a little unaccustomed, so he skillfully pulled his hand out and said with a smile, "Uncle, my grandma is not in Guangyuan. I came to Guangyuan by myself.
, she just asked me to look for you a few days ago, and I didn’t expect to meet you like this. What a coincidence."
"This is the fate between people. If you should meet something, you don't have to look for it, you will meet it."
Zeng Tianhua said with a sigh, "These days, I think about Xiaohui every day, and I also dream about how she pestered me to buy candied haws a few times when she was a child. Every time I wake up, I think that she has been missing for more than 40 years.
Every year, I feel heart-wrenching pain."
"Uncle, why did my grandma leave the capital and you all that day?"
Yang Zimei has always been curious about this reason. Last time she tried to ask her grandma, but who knew, when she asked, she saw that her grandma seemed particularly sad and silent, so she did not dare to ask any more questions.
"well!"
Zeng Tianhua sighed and reached out to touch her head, "Children don't need to know about the things of the older generation. Tell your uncle your grandma's phone number."
Yang Zimei took out her mobile phone and dialed her home number.
The person who answered the phone happened to be grandma.
"Grandma, I found my uncle. I bumped into him on the street."
Yang Zimei shouted happily.
My grandma has been tortured by people like my grandpa all her life. From a young lady in the capital to a rural woman, she has worked hard and suffered all her life.
Her biggest wish is that her grandma can be happy.
After hearing this, grandma did not reply immediately. She could only faintly hear the sound of rapid breathing on the other side of the phone, probably because she was excited.
"Grandma? I'll give the phone to my uncle and ask him to talk to you."
Yang Zimei said.
"Niuniu, no."
Grandma said nervously, "I don't want to talk to him yet, I haven't sorted it out yet."
After saying that, grandma actually hung up the phone.
"Give me the phone and I'll talk to Xiaohui."
Zeng Tianhua wanted to pick up the phone with anticipation.
Yang Zimei smiled apologetically, "Uncle, I'm sorry, grandma hung up the phone and said she didn't want to talk to you yet. She needed to sort out her thoughts."
Zeng Tianhua's face showed disappointment, "It's true, Xiaohui, we haven't contacted each other for more than 40 years, what else is there to sort out?"
"Um."
Yang Zimei responded, "Maybe grandma has the same difficulties as grandma?"
"Oh, Xiaohui has always been so sensitive!"
Zeng Tianhua shook his head and sighed, "Then we only need to wait until she has sorted herself out before we can talk. As long as I know that she is still alive, I will be satisfied, and I can also see her granddaughter."