Chapter 293 I really want to be kicked.

The old lady was very helpless when she heard her granddaughter questioning Yaya: "Jingjing, please go to the side and don't disturb the little temple owner to tell the result of the fortune telling."

[The granddaughter of the old lady doesn’t seem to believe in fortune telling. ]

[Whether she believes it or not, please hurry up and tell me. When I was a child, I liked to listen to eight...no, stories from that era. ]

With the expectations of the audience and the old lady, Yaya started talking again.

"Your husband, um, the man in the photo, did not die in battle after joining the army, he has always been alive..."

Under Yaya's narration, the old woman couldn't help but recall the time when she was young.

She was only fifteen years old at that time. In that era, fifteen years old was already considered a big girl. Marriage does not require a marriage certificate like it does now. A matchmaker comes to propose a marriage, the parents discuss the dowry and betrothal gifts, write a marriage letter with birth dates, and then choose an auspicious day to invite relatives and friends for a meal, and they are considered husband and wife.

The old woman and her husband got married without even the above steps.

Both families were very poor, so when their two children grew up, they paired them up and made them a young couple.

The young and energetic couple became pregnant just two months after they got married.

I originally thought that they would be like their parents, working hard to cultivate the land for their children, raising their children and spending a busy life. Who knew that the wind of the new era was blowing, and the great men were recruiting soldiers.

The old woman's husband just heard that as long as he won the battle, he would have food to eat in the future and his wife and children could live a better life, so he went there excitedly.

Later, he occasionally asked people to help him write letters home. He also said in his letters that serving as a soldier had broadened his knowledge and that he would work hard to build a new country.

The old lady asked someone to reply and said that she would support her husband in whatever he did.

Later, for a period of time, fighting broke out on a large scale. My husband’s letters gradually disappeared, from one every six months to one every year. The last letter was from when the grandmother was 23 years old.

At that time, the country was entering stability. The old woman saved a lot of money by relying on her embroidery skills, and asked some veterans who had returned home and had military honors to help find a husband.

She had been looking for him for about ten years, but because her son's studies were becoming more and more stressful, and both parents began to fall ill from time to time, the grandmother finally gave up the search.

In her heart, she felt that her husband was dead.

But now, what Yaya calculated made the gray-haired old man look bitter.

She heard Yaya say that her husband was not dead. He was lucky enough to survive in battles large and small. It was just the last time that my brain was injured by an enemy bomb. There was blood in my brain and I lost my memory.

The location of the congestion is not easy to operate on, as it is too close to important cranial nerves, so it can only be slowly adjusted and absorbed.

He lost his memory, and because he was assigned to a different team from his close compatriots, no one who knew who he was was around, so he didn't know who he really was from the beginning.

Later, the husband saved the rich lady during a robbery and fell into the rich lady's eyes.

During this period, the two quickly fell in love, obtained a marriage certificate, and gave birth to a child.

Because the daughter of a wealthy family had money in her family and her husband had military exploits, the marriage between the two was as perfect as a golden boy in that era.

The two have been living well for so many years, and the son they gave birth to has a wife and a grandson.

But the year my grandson was born...

"He regained his memory and remembered that he was married in his hometown." When Yaya said this, her eyes fell on the grandma's granddaughter's boyfriend.

Audiences who watched Ya Ya's live broadcast for a long time soon felt something was wrong from Xiao Nai Tuanzi's body language. [I'll bet fifty cents on this]

"Then, he started to prevent his grandson from being with his girlfriend, which made the grandson feel rebellious. He decided to go back to his girlfriend's hometown with his girlfriend to start a business, and let the grandfather who blocked them know that without the help from home, He can have a good life too."

The old woman’s daughter-in-law’s mobile phone turned on the loudspeaker.

When Yaya said this, the grandma's granddaughter and her granddaughter's boyfriend all heard this.

The expressions of the two young people suddenly became strange. The man who still had a childish look on his face saw that his girlfriend had a strange expression and said directly: "This kid must have been sent by my grandfather. He just wanted to break up us and made up such an outrageous story." story."

How could his girlfriend be the granddaughter of the wife his grandfather married in the countryside in his early years? Where in the world is there such a coincidence?

This kid must be a caretaker!

The excited young man leaned in front of the phone unconvinced and stared at Yaya: "You mean to say that my girlfriend and I are related by blood, do you have any evidence?"

Yaya didn't answer the young man's question, she just stretched out her little hand and started counting: "5!"

"Stop pretending to be a fool. What are you counting? You can't finish counting. My grandpa will suddenly appear and give me a kick to make me kneel down, right?"

When the young man spoke, Yaya had already counted to 1.

An old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit walked into the open ward door. After entering, the old man walked directly to the young man, kicked him in the leg, and said sternly: "You are an unworthy descendant, why don't you kneel down before your grandma?"

After saying this, the old man's confidence was gone.

The old man's eyes were moist, and he looked back at the old woman on the hospital bed, but he knelt on the ground first.

"Wan Qiu, I can't help you, Wan Qiu..."

[Let me tell you, this brother really wants to be kicked. His grandpa is really here. ]

[Ah, how should we calculate this? Two brothers and sisters with the same father and different mothers are together? It’s true that things in the world are unpredictable. ]

[I think this old man has a great responsibility. Although he is a hero of the people, he clearly recalled everything when his grandson was born. Why didn't he tell the truth earlier? ]

When the audience complained about the development, the young man was dumbfounded.

Because he saw clearly that the person entering the room was indeed his grandfather.

When the young man was at a loss, Yaya spoke.

"You can actually guess that I'm counting down because your grandpa is coming. You are quite talented at fortune-telling. Why don't you come and learn to be a Taoist priest with me?"

One sentence made the young man collapse emotionally.

He ignored Ya Ya, only looked at his grandfather who was kneeling on the ground, and muttered: "Grandpa, are you really not letting me be with Jingjing because she is your granddaughter?"

The old man on the ground had tears in his eyes, closed his eyes, and nodded silently.

The grandson is now 23 years old, and he is 92 years old. I don’t know if the war is over, but those soldiers have indirectly given the people a good life, so their bodies are still strong at the age of 92.

Fate played tricks on people, making him remember everything only when he was 68 years old.

(End of chapter)

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