"Tell me, don't keep it a secret. I don't have time to talk to you about the big things."
As he said this, the old man looked quite proud and looked dancing.
He lazily placed his hands on the table, holding tea in the other hand, shaking his head with a smile: "I, but someone with a granddaughter-in-law, I have to tell my grandchildren about the specific situation!"
The old man proudly had a grandson with his disciples, but Mo Guangshan, who was a single dog for thousands of years, showed off with a smile.
"My grandson-in-law is both filial and beautiful. My grandson likes it very much. The two children are filial and come back to have dinner with me every week. I said I am old, old, you don't need to accompany you young people. You can live your own life and just bring a fat boy back early and have fun with me the old man."
"Guess what they said?" Gu Changzheng smiled and touched his beard and said, "The children said, they are already on the road! I guess, I have hope for this year. Tingyuan's child is also on the way. He knows filial piety and loves his wife."
"Eh?" The old man changed his subject, "To put it, Lao Mo, your grandson is afraid that he has not been married yet? I remember that there has been no news of love for many years. If this is not enough, I will suffer. It is not impossible to introduce you to a good child. After all, you and I are here."
Mo Guangshan hates others' words about his grandson the most, and when he hears this, he is angry and angry at him.
The old boy Gu Changzheng has been jealous for a while. Gu Tingyuan was originally comparable to their bad boy. Both of them were lonely and widowed, and no one gave in, as if he wanted to compare who was single for longer.
As a result, not long after, Gu Tingyuan actually had a wife!
When Mo Guangshan learned that Gu Tingyuan had a family, he was so angry that he immediately called his grandson to call him back and asked him to get married early and bring a girl back.
Hearing this, where can Mo Guangshan still sit?
"Haha, OK, since you are so busy, I won't bother you anymore. I'll leave first. After all, our Shanzhi hasn't yet learned anything, so I have to keep an eye on it!"
After saying this, Mo Guangshan stood up and was about to leave. Gu Changzheng hurriedly stopped Mo Guangshan with crutches.
While the two of them pushed and pulled, Gu Changzheng finally comforted Mo Guangshan.
"I'll tell you--" Mo Guangshan pulled Gu Changzheng's ears and deliberately grabbed them hard while saying that, which was a very deliberate smell.
But this passage diverted Gu Changzheng's attention, and he had no intention of calculating about this old naughty boy.
After listening to Mo Guangshan's words, the old man's expression changed several times and finally fell silent.
...
"Grandpa--"
Some people shouted these two words with some rusty eyes. Ruan Anlan looked at Zheng Xingtao who was lying on the hospital bed with a burning look on the twilight years, as if a gust of wind blew away, and could blow away the people who were selling the stalkers.
His eyes were sore and swollen. When Zheng Xingtao raised his hand and held Ruan Anlan's hand with difficulty, tears that had been trying hard to restrain him finally rushed down.
This person is his grandfather, his mother's biological father, and he gave her the source of blood and life.
Now, the old man is lying on the hospital bed, with tubes inserted into his body, and a bloody wound is still lying across his heart.
Although covered by bandages and clothing, Ruan Anlan seemed to be able to see the scene below through the covers.