The door to the room was closed, and Su Mu squatted in front of Mrs. Su's bed, looking straight at him with a pair of deep eyes.
At the same time, Mrs. Su was also looking at Su Mu seriously.
After a long silence, Mr. Su turned his attention to Su Xiaoli who was standing next to Su Mu. He waved to Su Xiaoli, who immediately squatted down obediently.
"You two children..." Mr. Su took the hands of Su Mu and Su Xiaoli, and sighed longly: "Speaking of it, I have lived to such a long time, so I can be considered as one of the fourth generation.
Come on...Mumu, how old are you this year??"
"Twenty-three." Su Mu shook Old Mrs. Su's hand and replied in a low voice.
"Twenty-three..." Mr. Su said in a slow voice: "In this day and age...it's too late for children to get married...If we count, your father should have had the baby in his early thirties.
Are you??”
"Hmm..." Su Mu nodded and responded.
"If he could have gotten married six or seven years earlier, maybe I could have a grandson now..." Mr. Su closed his eyes, then looked at Su Xiaoli and said, "Xiaoli is also nineteen this year, right?
?”
"Yeah." Su Xiaoli nodded obediently.
"Hey... it's great..." Mr. Su looked at the gauze above his head and said word by word: "The children have grown up... It's a pity that Grandpa can't watch you bring your men and women.
My friend is back..."
"..."
Su Mu and Su Xiaoli looked at each other. After a moment of silence, Su Mu opened her thin lips and called out to Mr. Su in a low voice: "Grandpa."
Mr. Su turned his head with difficulty and looked at him with half-open eyes.
"Actually, there is something I have never told you." Su Mu turned around and glanced at Su Xiaoli, who was squatting next to him, and then continued towards Mr. Su: "Xiaoli...she is not my biological sister.
"
"I know..." Mr. Su nodded and said slowly: "She is the child of your mother and someone else... Although you are not the same father, you must take good care of your sister, you know..."
"No, what I mean is that Xiaoli and I have no blood relationship. We were not born to the same father, nor were we born to the same mother..." Su Mu said to Old Mrs. Su, somewhat dumbfounded.
Old Mrs. Su was lying on the bed, looking at him blankly. After reacting for a long time, he opened his mouth and asked in a low voice: "What...means??"
"Su Xiaoli is the child adopted by her mother, not the child she had with someone else." Su Mu looked at Old Mrs. Su helplessly and said, "We are not related by blood."
"Adopted..." Mrs. Su was stunned for a moment, then looked at Su Xiaoli and said: "No wonder, she looks nothing like your mother... But... even if Xiaoli is adopted, you can't
You have to take good care of her, you know... After so many years, even if there is no blood relationship... there is still a brother-sister relationship..."
"No, I want to say..." Su Mu stretched out his other hand, hugged Su Xiaoli into his arms, looked at the old man and said, "Actually, Xiaoli is my girlfriend..."
"You... you..." Mr. Su looked at them intently, his dry lips moved, and he was speechless for a moment.
