After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Nan Baoyi covered her mouth in disbelief.

Grandma, she...

What's going on here? !

Nan Baozhu's eyes were red and she whispered: "I heard people say that some old people will suffer from amnesia as they get older. Could it be that grandma also... No wonder she always forgets things these days. She likes to ask you when you will come home. Mother Ji obviously answered, but after a day and a half, she had to ask again."

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

When he came to his senses, he raised his hand to wipe his face, only to find that his face was full of tears.

She never knew that her grandmother often asked people when she would come home.

During her days and nights in Jiangnan, did her grandmother often ask?

She cried and stepped forward to hold the old man's hand: "Grandma..."

The old man was caught off guard and the bag of peanut candy he was carrying fell to the ground. It was stained by rain and soil and was no longer edible.

The old man scolded: "You are such a good girl, how could you spill other people's things?"

She bent down to pick it up: "My Jiaojiao'er and Zhu Yatou love to eat this. Every time they go to my yard, I have to prepare a plate... The second daughter-in-law doesn't allow them to eat sweets, but how can children not like it? Where’s the candy…”

Her tone was endearing.

Nan Baoyi couldn't help but think of many things from her childhood.

She often sneaks outside the house and stands under the loquat tree at the end of the street, eagerly looking forward to her father coming home.

But she can never look forward to her father.

She would sit alone under a tree and cry. As she cried, her grandmother would come over and coax her with peanut candies, help her scold her father, and hold her little hand and take her home.

Now my grandmother has amnesia and has forgotten many things and the people around her.

But she always remembered to go to the loquat tree at the end of the street to pick up her little granddaughter and take her home.

It's ridiculous that she has been traveling all these years, busy with her small family, but she doesn't know what her grandmother likes to eat, and she never knows how much her grandmother looks forward to her coming home.

Nan Baoyi choked up.

She collapsed to her knees.

"grandmother!"

…

Nanfu, Songheyuan.

The autumn rain has stopped, and the scattered vegetation in the garden is like washing with water, with a layer of crystal clear water droplets hanging between the branches and leaves. When the wind blows, they roll to the ground.

Nan Baoyi sat on the veranda on the back of the beauty, staring at the autumn scenery, with many memories flashing through her pupils.

Jiang Suihan came along the verandah and said calmly: "The old lady has gone to bed."

Nan Baoyi looked at him: "Is it amnesia?"

Jiang Suihan nodded.

The amnesia suffered by ancient elderly people is later known as Alzheimer's disease, also known as Alzheimer's disease.

Nan Baoyi opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Jiang Suihan said: "There is no possibility of a radical cure. Even if Bian Que and Hua Tuo are alive, there is nothing we can do."

Nan Baoyi bit her lip.

She turned her head, the ends of her eyes turning red and moist again.

Jiang Suihan patted her shoulder silently.

—————

Everyone is human.

Birth, old age, illness and death are the normal conditions in this world.

…

When Nan Baoyi came to the dormitory, there was a chaos inside.

Her father knelt down in front of the bed and cried endlessly, as if the sky had fallen.

The second uncle and the second aunt stood aside and wiped their tears, not knowing what to do.

The elder brother and the others also had sad faces. The juniors had a deep relationship with their grandmother, and even though they were tall and tall men, they almost cried.

Nan Baoyi took a deep breath.

She stepped forward and grabbed her father and cursed: "Grandma is still alive and well. Why are you crying?! Grandma has taken care of you for most of your life. Dad, you should also pay attention. Don't go out to eat, drink and gamble. You should take good care of your grandma at home. Got it!"

Nan Guang cried until his face turned red, and he was really sad.

He nodded desperately, rushed to the bed again, gently brushed away the old man's white hair, and choked with sobs: "Mother..."

Nan Baoyi couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Tears rolled down her face, and she turned around and left quickly.

He Ye met her in the corridor: "Miss..."

Nan Baoyi wiped away her tears and said, "Go and say hello to Shiku. I won't be returning to the palace tonight. I, I want to spend time with my grandmother."

Also try some of my grandmother’s favorite dishes.

Also listen to my grandmother’s favorite plays.

She went home, so she could be called grandma, and she was no longer so lonely.

…

Royal study room.

Xiao Yi finished processing the memorial and raised his head: "She's not coming back?"

Shiku nodded: "Something happened to the old lady. She said she suffered from amnesia. It was quite serious and she couldn't recognize her clearly. My humble grandmother also suffered from amnesia before she was alive... I still feel sad when I think about it."

Xiao Yi put down his ink pen.

He stood up and stepped behind the screen: "Change."

He changed into Zhang Danhuang's regular clothes, quietly left the palace on horseback, and went straight to Nanfu.

It was dusk, and the lamp was being turned on in the mansion.

He sneaked into Songhe Courtyard quietly without disturbing others. The lights were flickering under the eaves, the maids all had sad faces, and his third uncle was dragged out of the dormitory by several nuns, wailing.

They all advised: "The old lady is sleeping, and the third master is crying so loudly, he will disturb the old lady!"

"Okay, please go back to your room and cry, okay?"

While talking, they drifted away.

Xiao Yi paused and walked slowly to the front of the dormitory.

He pushed open the door.

The house was filled with the fragrance of Buddha, and the old man was sleeping peacefully in the inner room.

He closed the door and sat next to the bed.

The old man had white hair, a very kind face, and a slightly rosy cheek. He didn't look like he was sick, but he was suffering from an incurable disease.

The past events flashed through his mind like flashes of light.

The old man loves his little granddaughter, he loves her to the core.

At such a young age, she still took Nanfu away from her ancestral home and Shengjing, and moved to Shengjing and Chang'an, not for the family's wealth, but for her little granddaughter.

——How about using my wealth and connections in Shu County to create a beautiful avenue for me and bet on the prosperity of the Nan family?

——My Jiaojiao son is very willful and willful, and I am afraid that the Marquis will be bored in the future.

——If she goes wild, I am willing to spend millions of my family wealth and lead thousands of troops to accompany her.

——My charming daughter will not allow her husband to take concubines, for fear that the marquis will regret it in the future.

——In this life, I am willing to be her subordinate.

He still remembered those promises from the past.

Xiao Yi stared at the old man and whispered: "I have received a lot of kindness from the Nan family and a great kindness from you, but I have never had the chance to repay you. Although you don't remember the past, Xiao Yi will still take good care of you as promised. Nan Jiaojiao. Don’t worry.”

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Good night

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