Dressed As Eighties Supernatural Woman

The couple wandered around for a while, found a snack street, and packed a lot of Chongqing snacks: Chongqing noodles, hot and sour noodles, Chen Mahua, Chao Shou, glutinous rice cakes, chicken offal, spring water chicken, a little less of each, since they There are many people.

I also bought a basket made of packing tape on the street, otherwise it would be difficult to carry it back.

When she returned to her place of residence, Gu Qianru had already packed the things she would bring tomorrow. When she saw them coming back with food, she called everyone over.

Worried that it would be difficult for the old man to digest these things, he went downstairs to pack porridge and steamed buns.

The old man was a little depressed. Even with the children by his side, it didn't seem to make him feel better. He ate some porridge and went to bed early.

Although everyone can't empathize with him, they can understand the old man's mood.

Several children had been warned by adults and were quite well-behaved. They played quietly with the blocks they brought without making any noise.

Early the next morning, the people arranged by Shen Jianzhong came over with a minibus, put the offerings in the car, and then invited everyone to get on the bus.

After driving for nearly an hour, we arrived at the cemetery.

Everyone started to lay out the offerings, and Mr. Gu personally wiped the tombstone: "Xiurong, we came to see you."

After saying one sentence, I was already in tears.

After calming down, he started talking about things at home again. Finally, he pulled Xiao Yezi over and said, "Xiurong, this child is the second son of Yichen's family. I shamelessly asked the couple for their surname to be Huang. After Huang, Home fireworks.

I know this is a bit cynical and selfish, but I often think of what you said, "There are no more yellow people." This is the pain in your heart for the rest of your life.

So I made the decision to give this child the surname Huang. He is also a blood relative of the Huang family. My wife, don’t worry now. I know you should say I’m being ridiculous again, but this is your problem, isn’t it?

You listen to me this time, Xiao Yezi will carry forward the Huang family in the future, so you can rest assured. "

After listening to the old man's words, Luo Qiao realized why the old man insisted on Xiao Yezi's surname being Huang. To be honest, she was a little unhappy at the time. It didn't matter that none of the children she gave birth to had the same surname as her, and her three sons didn't all have the same surname. .

Originally, she could agree because she understood that her grandmother was an old revolutionary and out of respect. But now that her grandfather said this, she understood that the older generation paid attention to inheritance.

The fear of having no descendants became my grandmother’s obsession.

Love is selfish, but grandpa's love for grandma is also enviable and admirable, so she can understand what the old man does.

In the end, the trace of displeasure was gone. No matter what the last names of her sons were, they were still the flesh that fell from her body.

After everyone paid too many tributes, Xiao Yezi kowtowed to the Huang family alone and offered incense. He was officially a descendant of the Huang family.

After coming out of the cemetery, the convoy did not go back to the city, but went to the Martyrs Cemetery. The old man said that this might be his last time here, so he did everything by himself.

After the worship was over, Lu Yichen was left behind and asked everyone to wait in the car. After all, he had a group of children with him.

The old man sat in the cemetery for a while and muttered a lot. Then he slowly walked out with Lu Yichen's help. He glanced back when he got in the car, then got in the car and left.

After the worship service, I stayed in Chongqing for another day.

The old man asked his two grandsons to accompany him to visit some old friends, and then he bought a plane ticket back to Beijing the next day. When leaving Chongqing, the old man said: "I will be buried with your grandma in the future."

Back in the capital, the old man had not been in a good mood for several days. He had been sorting out the old things and asked Luo to move the things left for Xiao Yezi back to his house.

Everyone is actually very worried about him.

For this reason, Luo Qiao did not go back to Erjin's courtyard, fearing that if they left, the old man would be even more depressed.

It wasn't until the fourteenth day of the first lunar month that the children clamored for Grandpa to lay lanterns for them, and the old man finally returned to his previous self.

The family is relieved.

The children will start school in a few days, and all five children will be sent to the government kindergarten. Three younger children will go to kindergarten, and the two older children will go to preschool.

In the past few days, Luo Qiao prepared small schoolbags and water bottles for them, as well as small quilts to take to the kindergarten. Everything was ready and waiting for the start of school.