He Is Warmer Than Time

Tang Qingru stood in front of the tombstone. The cold wind was blowing. He placed flowers beside the tombstone, half-kneeling beside him, staring at the people on the tombstone, and whispered softly: "The daughters are all very well, and their children are all well. , You can rest in peace under the spring."

His eyes were still red after all.

Gu Nian seldom saw her grandfather look so gaffe. From her mother's words, she also understood how difficult it was for her grandpa and grandma back then, and her heart was moved.

Song Ran and Song Xuan led their families to offer flowers, burned some ingots folded in tinfoil according to tradition, and then left the cemetery with the children.

Only Tang Qingru was left.

Every year on Qingming and New Year's Eve, Tang Qingru would come to talk with her.

They don't want to disturb their parents talking.

On the thirtieth year of the year, I returned home for lunch. Dinner was still at Song Xuan's house. Song Guoqing and Tang Qingru were also together.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Nian sent a message to Shen Zhaozheng——

‘Uncle, how do you spend New Year’s Eve? ’

After all, he and his family were not having a good time because of her, and he didn't know if he would feel embarrassed in this kind of family gathering.

Soon, his message came over ‘I’m in Haicheng’.

Gu Nian was taken aback, and hurriedly hid in his room and called him.

Her voice was low: "Why are you here again?"

Last year, he also spent time in Haicheng. Why did this person come over again without saying a word?

"Because I want to give you a red envelope."

Gu Nian's heart warmed: "You just ran to Haicheng to give me a red envelope? If you don't have a New Year's Eve dinner with your family, they will talk about you again."

The voice on the other end was smiling: "What time can I come out in the evening, come out before the New Year's Eve dinner, and it won't delay your dinner."

Gu Nian held his cheeks, thought for a moment, and said, "Or, you can eat New Year's Eve dinner with us."

"Commander Gu... won't you have any comments?"

"I'm here to visit the commander's bottom."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Nian glanced outside. Her mother bought a new coat for her father and was making gestures there...

Song Ran personally put on a new dark gray coat for Gu Jingxing.

Gu Jingxing glanced in the mirror, frowning, "How can I buy it every year? I think this is similar to the one from last year. I usually wear military uniforms. How can I have so many opportunities to wear these casual clothes?"

Song Ran buttoned the buttons for him, with smiles at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows: "What do you know, last year it was a little above the knee, this year it went to the calf, how can it be the same?"

Gu Jingxing raised his eyebrows: "I think it's almost the same, a waste of money."

Song Ran squinted his chest and punched him: "You still hate buying clothes for you."

"Just buy it for yourself."

Song Ranhao angrily said: "My old lady is very rich, buy it for you, you just wear it, don't talk nonsense."

Gu Nian ran out quickly, holding his face and said, "Wow, Commander Gu, you look so handsome and dumb. If you say you are thirty, I have absolutely no doubt, Mom, you have such a good vision."

Gu Jingxing glanced at her: "Why, is there anything that requires us?"

Gu Nian listened, and my heart trembled. Commander Gu was too fierce, right?

She shrank her neck and said, "I...what can I ask of you, just to praise you from the bottom of my heart, Gu Commander, you are too much."

Song Ran buttoned the last button for him, and his eyes were full of admiration: "Compared with twenty years ago, your figure hasn't changed at all. It's not easy."