"I'm here, I'm here..." Su Daonian responded quickly, held his hand tightly, and said in a quick voice: "Grandpa, you...how do you feel?"
After listening to his words, Mrs. Su smiled feebly and said in a slow voice: "It's okay... okay, after all, I'm old... time is not forgiving... people..."
"Grandpa, don't say that. You are only over ninety years old. When I was young, didn't you often tell me that the fortune teller said you had a good life and could live a hundred years..." Su Daonian said.
, the voice couldn't help but swallow more.
On the other hand, Mr. Su, after hearing what he said, heaved a long sigh and said: "Silly boy, you believe what the fortune teller said..."
"Grandpa..." Su Daonian felt a chill on his face, and tears fell uncontrollably.
"Don't talk, listen to grandpa..." Mr. Su shook his dry hand towards him. In a pair of deeply sunken eyes, his cloudy eyes looked at the gauze curtain on the top of the bed, and said in a slow voice: "Grandpa
Still remember... when you were just born, you were so small... all wrinkled and looked like a little monkey... your father said you were ugly, but I think my grandson is the cutest in the world.
little baby……"
Su Daonian pursed his lips, tears streaming down his face. He held Old Mrs. Su's hand tightly and said nothing.
"More than fifty years have passed in such a blink of an eye... But why do I always feel that it was just yesterday when you were born..." Mr. Su said, turning his head, his eyes weak
He looked towards Su Daonian.
"Yes... time flies too fast..." Su Daonian tried his best to suppress the tremor in his voice, smiled at Mr. Su, and whispered.
"Yes, time flies by so fast. In the blink of an eye, it passed..." Mr. Su sighed longly and said, "The biggest regret in my life is that I couldn't see you holding hands with me."
Walk into the palace of marriage with your beloved... If you want to talk about this matter, you have to blame your father..."
Su Hongxi was suddenly called by name, and was slightly startled. Then he nodded quickly and followed Mr. Su's words: "Yes, yes...it's all my fault..."
"If only your father had agreed with you and that... that... what was your name..." Mr. Su's voice became slower and slower, as if he couldn't remember Su Mu's mother's name.
"Chen Sha." Su Daonian quickly replied.
"If your father agrees to your marriage to Chen Sha... now... it's time for my great-grandson to get married..." Mr. Su sighed again, his tone full of regret, "Although
...You accepted Mumu as your godson, but after all...he is not your biological son..."
Su Daonian turned his head and glanced at Su Hongxi beside him, then glanced at the old man lying on the bed, squeezed his hand and said: "Grandpa, Chen Sha is also here today. There is something that I haven't talked to you about."
Say...Actually...Actually, Mumu, he is the son of me and Chen Sha...and also your great-grandson...his biological..."
"What did you say..." After hearing what he said, Mr. Su was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head and looked at Su Daonian with wide eyes and asked.
