Rebirth Seventy Little Spicy Daughter-in-law

Cheng Mingzhong and Zhou Nanguang greeted Mr. Cheng first. Cheng Aimin had never seen his grandfather before, and was frightened by the majestic temperament of the old man. He hid behind Wang Da and did not dare to say a word.

Wang Da pulled his son, stared at him, and whispered: "Look at you, you are such a coward."

Then he turned his face and greeted Mr. Cheng with a smile: "Dad, I haven't seen you for many years, but your spirit has not changed at all. You look better than before."

Mr. Cheng smiled kindly and looked at Cheng Aimin behind Wang Da: "Is this the third child? He has grown up too, not bad."

Before Sheng Anning could say hello, An An rushed over and hugged the old man's leg: "Hello, great grandpa. Great grandpa is so tall. Can you give me a hug?"

Grandma’s little voice, her little hands raised high, and her little petal-like face full of smiles.

Mr. Cheng was stunned for a moment and looked down at the little guy in front of his legs. He didn't react for a while. After a while, he instinctively bent down and pinched An An's armpits and picked her up.

It's such a soft little thing, so I don't dare to exert any force.

Mr. Cheng had not held such a small child in his arms for many years, and he did not even know how to communicate with such a young child. Looking at the soft and waxy An An in his arms, his heart softened, and the smile on his face deepened: "You are a little child."

An'an?"

Although he has never met a few of the children, Sheng Anning wrote to him before and told him about the situation of the three children.

This only girl can only be An An.

An An put her little arms around her great-grandpa's neck, her little face was particularly lively because of the surprise, and her eyes were round: "Wow, great-grandpa is so awesome, I am An An."

Sheng Anning and Zhou Shixun also carried Mo Mo and Zhou Zhou over: "Grandpa, this is Zhou Zhou, Shi Xun is holding Mo Mo."

After looking at the two children, Mr. Cheng nodded repeatedly: "Okay, very good, let's see how good they look. They are tiger-headed and tiger-brained. I think they will be good soldiers in the future."

Zhouzhou called out to Grandpa lively. After Mo Mo was quiet for a long time, he shouted with a rather steady expression: "Hello, Grandpa."

Mr. Cheng nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'm very happy to see you."

For most of my life, I have been in the army and rarely go home. I have never enjoyed family happiness. I thought I didn't like children. But now I see three little guys, I suddenly feel that the life of coquettishly making grandchildren is quite good.

good.

After some pleasantries, Cheng Mingzhong suggested that everyone go sit in the box.

After sitting down, An An ran to be held by Mr. Cheng again, and kept chattering to the old man: "Grandpa, grandpa, isn't my skirt pretty?"

"Great-grandpa, great-grandpa, you have never seen An An."

Finally, another sentence: "Great-grandpa, great-grandpa, you have rice and you have brought a gift for An An."

This sentence stumped Mr. Cheng. He had no idea about family. He always felt that his children were all grown up and had their own families, leaving him alone, so he could be happy and at ease.

After a long time, I forgot to see the children and prepare some gifts.

Sheng Anning quickly stuffed An An with two fruit candies and blocked her mouth. She had never seen An An so clinging to someone she had only met once before.

The adults also had time to start chatting.

Cheng Mingzhong asked the old man how long he would stay in Beijing this time.

Mr. Cheng thought about it for a moment: "I should be able to live there until after the New Year. When I get older, I can't bear to be old anymore. Now that I have retired and have nothing to do, I'll just stay a little longer."

Wang Da felt a little regretful: "The place at home is too small, so why don't I let you live at home?"

Mr. Cheng didn't care: "I just need to live in a nursing home. It's good to have someone to play chess with me."

Then he looked at Zhou Nanguang: "Is your father in good health?"

Zhou Nanguang nodded: "It's not bad. I have nothing to do after I retire. I play chess and take a walk with my old comrades."

Mr. Cheng sighed: "I haven't seen your father for twenty or thirty years."

Sheng Anning was not surprised that the old man and Zhou Shuanglu knew each other, but from the tone of voice, there seemed to be no barrier between them, which made her doubts deepen.

Next, the atmosphere was very harmonious, and we also talked about some family issues.

As a junior, Sheng Anning quietly ate with her three children and chatted with Cheng Aimin from time to time.

The meal didn't take long, it ended at around eight o'clock, and Mr. Cheng's face clearly showed signs of exhaustion.

The group of people saw Mr. Cheng get into the car again and watched the car leave.

Wang Dacai breathed a sigh of relief: "Dad's health looks really good. He flew here early in the morning and he can still hold on until now."

Cheng Mingzhong didn't say anything, and went to say goodbye to Zhou Nanguang: "Be careful on the road, I won't send you away."

Zhou Nanguang waved his hand: "You're too polite. We're not far away. Just walk back slowly."

On the way back, An An refused to walk and insisted on being held by her father. Zhou Zhou and Mo Mo waved their little arms and asked to go by themselves.

Zhou Nanguang sighed: "Time flies so fast. The last time I saw the old man was when Shi Xun and Luan Cheng were born. I was also in Longbei at that time."

Sheng Anning was surprised: "Dad, it turns out you have known my grandpa so early."

Zhou Nanguang nodded: "Yes, but I only met him briefly."

And at that time, Mr. Cheng seemed to be very prejudiced against him, or he had a hot temper and a bad attitude.

Unlike this time, the old man's edges and corners have been smoothed over the years.

Before going to bed at night, Sheng Anning was still thinking: "Do you think it was grandpa who did it? If it was him, why did he do it?"

Zhou Shixun stretched out his hand to cover her eyes: "Sleep well, and you will understand later."

Sheng Anning couldn't wait any longer, so she pulled Zhou Shixun's hand away, and sat up and looked at Zhou Shixun with some excitement: "If grandpa really signaled his men to instigate the Lin family's mother and son to cause trouble, then grandpa can be regarded as the indirect murderer and killed us.

mom."

Zhou Shixun looked at Sheng Anning quietly, somewhat confused as to what she meant.

Sheng Anning clapped her hands: "If this is the case, I am the granddaughter of my mother's murderer. Will you separate from me? After all, it involves life and death grudges?"

Zhou Shixun looked at his wife with an expressionless expression. He stayed up most of the night. What was he thinking about?

"No, it has nothing to do with you. The matter has not been clarified yet. Even if it is true that your grandfather did something, what does it have to do with you?"

Sheng Anning sighed: "But it is written in the book that the male protagonist tortured the female protagonist in every possible way because of the grudges in his previous life. The female protagonist couldn't escape even if she wanted to, and shed tears every day."

Zhou Shixun looked at the confused Sheng Aning with a question mark on his face. He understood the meaning of every word she said. Why couldn't he understand it when it was connected into a sentence?

He reached out and hugged the person directly, but he still couldn't be too idle...