I am really curious. How can Zhang Guilan and Liu Xiangqian let their children come back when they have never been in contact with each other?
Could it be that Zhang Guilan is dead? They have nowhere to go?
This is not right. Zhang Guilan is dead, but Hua Zhao is not dead yet.
Unless, their sister doesn't care about them anymore!
Widow Zhu looked over the people with her eyes. Also, the children were all grown up. The boys were getting married and the girls were getting married. It was time to marry a daughter-in-law and she needed money!
Are you asking Liu Xiangqian to pay?! This is not okay!
Before Dawei could say anything, Widow Zhu had already figured out the reason why they went home.
And Dawei didn't want to answer her last question, why did he come back? Because of the sudden filial piety?
No one would believe him if he told him, and he himself regretted it a little.
Forgetting that my father has remarried and started a family, this place is no longer their home, they are guests.
"It's pretty good in the capital." That's all Dawei said.
The atmosphere became awkward.
Widow Zhu was thinking about how to send them away, but it was best to keep the things.
"Oh, what is this? A specialty of the capital?" she asked, looking at the torn package in Daqin's hand.
The roast duck packaging bag was exposed inside.
Daqin didn't hide it and put several bags on the table: "This is a gift for grandma."
Although he is filial to his grandparents, he is a family and gives the same food to everyone, whoever loves him eats it.
Daqin also remembered that when she was a child, the delicious food at home always belonged to her grandparents and several brothers. Without her, there would be nothing wrong with her, and her remaining filial piety would be reduced.
Widow Zhu happily sorted the gifts, including roast duck, preserved fruits, candies, and two cigarettes.
Although it is not expensive, it is not cheap either, which proves that a few children can actually live a decent life.
Also, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if Hua Zhao doesn't care about them, he still has to give them three melons and two dates.
"How is your sister, Hua Zhao, doing?" Widow Zhu asked.
"Very good." Dawei said.
"Okay, okay, okay," said Widow Zhu.
She thought she would be dumped.
A girl from a rural area was vulgar, weak and easy to fight, so she married into a wealthy family just because of her looks. Over the past ten years, she had become old and beautiful, and she thought she would be divorced.
She looked at the expressions of Dawei and others. Who knows whether this "very good" is true or false? Maybe it was said casually to save face.
There was a soft knock on the door, and Meng Qiang came back with two skinny old men.
Dawei didn't recognize that these were his grandparents.
Too thin, too much change.
When he left, my grandparents were only in their 60s. Although they are now in their 70s... well, being in their 70s is quite old.
The two men were hunched over, their hair was gray and dirty, and they were wearing dirty clothes. Each of them had a nylon bag in his hand, dragging it on the ground.
There are various waste products inside, such as paper boxes, glass bottles, etc.
They are picking up rags.
Dawei's nose suddenly became sour.
"Master, grandma, why did you do this?" He almost cried.
When he was a child, most of the delicious food was close to his stomach. The two old men were pretty good to him. They were his grandchildren after all.
He was soft-hearted and still thought well of it.
Mrs. Liu and Mr. Liu were also very excited when they saw him, and their eyes suddenly turned red.