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Peng Jiahe said, "I don't know."

"I don't know? I really don't know or I don't know?" Lu Yuan carefully observed her expression, and found that the little girl's eyes were evasive, 99% of them were deceiving.

"Don't tell me, right? You can think about it. You only have twenty yuan on you, which is the change for lunch. If I turn around and go back to the United States to find a place to hide, where will you find me? As for you Dad's insurance money, I don't even think about it in this life."

Seeing that she still didn't say anything, Lu Yuan turned around and left.

"Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan, do you think this is okay? Don't take me to my grandma, if you want to stay chasing Gan Jing, stay chasing Gan Jing, I will go back to the United States by myself, and we will each have half of the insurance money, okay? With this money, you have the confidence to renew your relationship with her, right? I know why you are so angry in the morning, it’s not because Gan Jing found out about your lack of taste, you are inferior, a cook can’t taste it Get the taste of the food, what to use to make money, what to use for her future."

Today's breakfast was made by Gan Jing. She didn't put any salt in Lu Yuan's bed, so as to confirm his condition. Dear drama, but unfortunately, according to Lu Yuan, after her mother remarried, the house was sold to a Northeasterner.

Lu Yuan ignored her, but walked faster.

"Five or five can't do it? Well, then, four or six, I'll be four and you six, that's all right." Peng Jiahe gave another step.

He still doesn't speak.

"That's right, just look at the lady's cosmetics on Aunt Gan Jing's dressing table and the brand-name clothes in the closet. It takes a lot of money to maintain the current quality of life. Well, Sanqi, how about Sanqi."

"..."

"Lu Yuan, you are too dark. Let me tell you, there can be no less. This is my bottom line."

"..."

"Twenty-eight, twenty-eight."

"..."

"You don't mean Yijiu, how can this work? Are you worthy of my dead father?"

"..."

In the end, Peng Jiahe did not persuade Lu Yuan, and agreed to take him to find her grandmother, but before going to see her grandmother, he had to take off earrings and lip rings, which old people are not used to, and followed Lu Yuan's instructions. In order to avoid the old lady knowing that her father is gone, and the white-haired person sending the black-haired person mentally can't stand it, it's better not to talk about it, anyway, let's lie first, and then we will talk about it according to the situation.

Here Peng Jiahe played a trick. In order to prevent Lu Yuan from taking the money and running away, she cheated him of his passport.

Lu Yuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and come to Hunan Road.

boom boom boom~

boom boom boom~

After knocking on the door twice, an old voice came from inside: "Who is here?"

As the footsteps got closer, the door opened with a bang, and an old lady in her seventies appeared opposite.

Three people, you look at me, I look at you, the atmosphere is a little stiff.

Lu Yuan touched Peng Jiahe's arm and whispered, "Speak."

The little girl gave him a vicious look, then turned around and said, "I'm Peng Jiahe."

"Huh?" The old lady didn't hear clearly.

"Peng Jiahe."

"..."

Lu Yuan said: "It's really hard, you call grandma, won't she understand if you call grandma?"

Peng Jiahe pondered for a while, then called out timidly: "Grandma."

As long as she can remember, she has lived in the United States, and she has never met this grandma a few times. It is normal to feel alienated.

However, the address of grandma aroused the enthusiasm of the old lady, and she grabbed her two arms and looked again and again.

"I remembered, Jiahe, you are Jiahe, my granddaughter, you have grown so tall, let grandma take a look."

Peng Jiahe was embarrassed by her touch, and Lu Yuan was amused to see that awkwardness and restraint.

He smiled here, and immediately attracted the old lady's attention. After carefully looking up and down, he suddenly became very excited, grabbed his hand, and said with tears in his eyes: "The sea, you are the sea, you are the sea. You are back...you are back, Mom and your dad are looking forward to the stars and the moon, so you are looking forward to it."

Lu Yuan blinked a pair of small eyes, not sure what was going on, why the old lady took him as Peng Hai.

"Quick, quick, it's cold outside, come inside quickly."

Before he figured out what happened, the old lady had already dragged the two of them into the living room and let them sit on the sofa.

"Come on, let mom take a look, take a good look."

While talking, he touched his face and said, "The climate and soil in the United States is different from ours here. People are darker and thinner, and the eyes, the eyes are also smaller."

Lu Yuan looked embarrassed.

This time it was Peng Jiahe's turn to gloat, and made a gesture of wiping his neck beside him, and even snorted bitterly.

"Your father came back to see you, and I don't know how happy I am." After the old lady said this, she suddenly realized that his hands were cold: "Why are your hands so cold? It's freezing, you wait, Mom will give it to you." Pour a cup of hot water to warm you up."

Seeing her stand up and go to the kitchen, Peng Jiahe hurried closer: "What's wrong with her? She can't even recognize her own son. Look at you, do you look a little like my dad?"

Lu Yuan winked and pointed at his own brain.

Peng Jiahe was taken aback: "Alzheimer's disease?"

"Keep your voice down." Lu Yuan saw a photo frame on the cabinet next to it, with photos of Peng Hai and Peng Jiahe in it, so he got up and took it to find the old lady.

"What do you want?" Peng Jiahe snatched it away and put the photo frame under his armpit.

"What are you doing? Tell your grandma clearly, I'm not her son."

"Lu Yuan, let's go." Peng Jiahe said, "You insisted on looking for my grandma. I haven't thrown out this thunder yet, and now I don't have my grandma's old gun in my waist."

"I think you are stupid." Lu Yuan said: "Your grandma has dementia, isn't there your grandpa?"

"My grandfather?" Peng Jiahe frowned and said, "Has my grandfather died long ago?"

Lu Yuan looked puzzled: "Then why did your grandma talk about your grandpa just now?"

Peng Jiahe carefully recalled the conversation just now, indeed, her grandma mentioned her grandpa twice.

"No, my grandpa is indeed gone long ago, it can't be..." She also pointed to her head: "My grandma can't be mentally abnormal in addition to dementia?"

Lu Yuan nodded: "There is a possibility."

"The water is here, the water is here." At this moment, the old lady interrupted the whispers between the two, and came over with a cup of hot water: "Quick, warm and warm."

Lu Yuan quickly took the cup and held it in his hand.

The old lady's eye circles were red again, she hugged him without saying a word, and patted her hands behind her back: "Looking forward to the stars and the moon, I finally come back... I finally came back..."

After speaking, I hugged him for a while, as if suddenly thinking of something important, I kept searching around the coffee table: "Where did you put it?"

Peng Jiahe said, "Grandma, what are you looking for?"

"My phone, I don't know where I put it."

"What are you doing with your phone?"

"Call your grandpa and tell him the good news. I remember he called last night and said he didn't have to work overtime today and he could go home for dinner. Just in time, I asked him to buy some meat. Let's make dumplings tonight. Dumplings are good. Dumplings It symbolizes reunion."

The more she talked, the happier she was, and she forgot to look for her mobile phone for a while.

Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

Peng Jiahe pointed to the old lady, meaning you help her find her cell phone, I will open the door, then turn around and leave holding the photo frame.

"Hey, you..."

Lu Yuan was very speechless, Peng Jiahe was a young lady, she had more gossips in her heart than stars in the sky, and this old lady was dementia, and she was somewhat mentally disturbed, he was really unlucky for eight lifetimes, and on the stall like this Old and young.

"Old lady, tell me your mobile phone number, and I'll call it for you. Don't you know where it is when the bell rings?"

Although he knew that Grandpa Peng was gone long ago, in this case, he could only follow the old lady's lead and say, "Old child, old child, do what you can to make her happy."

"Yes, yes, you can find out just by calling, but, Hai Hai, what is my mobile phone number?"

"Old lady, how do I know your mobile phone number?"

"Didn't you just call me two weeks ago? How could you not know my number?"

"this……"

Lu Yuan felt that he was quite stupid.

Just when he didn't know how to answer, Peng Jiahe's angry question suddenly sounded at the door.

"It's you? What are you doing here?"

Lu Yuan was worried that she had something to do, so he quickly turned his head towards the entrance. He was also surprised when he saw the person standing outside the door, because the person Peng Jiahe was talking to was none other than Jiang Haokun.

But in the next second, something even more unacceptable to him and Peng Jiahe happened.

The old lady greeted her with a smile on her face: "Qingyun, you are back."

"Qingyun? What Qingyun?"

Peng Jiahe pointed at Lin Yue and said, "Grandma, his name is Jiang Haokun, and he is a very annoying guy."

"Jiang Haokun?"

The old lady looked blank, pulled Lin Yue's arm and said, "Is there anything wrong with that? I still don't recognize your grandpa."

Peng Jiahe's eyes widened instantly, almost writing the word "unbelievable" on his face.

Her grandfather passed away when she was very young. Peng Hai occasionally referred to her as "your grandfather" and never told her his grandfather's name. Now it seems that her grandfather's name is Peng Qingyun.

However, the crux of the problem is that the guy in front of him is not Peng Qingyun at all, but that bastard Jiang Haokun.

"Jiahe, what are you doing in a daze, call me grandpa." The old lady not only gestured with her eyes, but also pushed her with her hands: "Call me."

call him grandpa?

Grandpa Jiang Haokun?

How can this be!

Peng Jiahe was about to collapse, pointing to his face and said: "Grandma, look at his face, does he look like someone in his sixties or seventies? How could it be my grandfather."

She looked at Lin Yue and said bitterly, "Say, how did you lie to my grandma?"

"Good granddaughter, I have taken good care of myself and look young."

"Who is your granddaughter, you r a liar, a real jerk!"

The old lady stared blankly at her granddaughter who spoke English at the slightest disagreement: "Jiahe, grandma didn't understand what you said, Qingyun, did you understand?"

Lin Yue said: "Understood, she said that grandpa is good, and said that when she was in the United States, she often heard her father say that grandpa is a good cook, and that my father can work as a chef in a western restaurant is because he inherited his talent."

"Yes, yes, yes, Dahai is right." After saying this, the old lady remembered that her son was still behind her, turned her head and grabbed Lu Yuan who wanted to avoid it, and pushed him forward: "Dahai Ah, hurry, call Dad, call."

"Don't, don't, old lady, I...I'm not..."

Although I don't know why things turned out like this, let him call Jiang Haokun Dad? How can it be!

"That's right, you are not Peng Hai, you are the one who killed Peng Hai."

This was said by Lin Yue, but his voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it.

Lu Yuan's mouth was open, but he couldn't say the following words anymore, because he could understand the meaning of the above sentence. As long as he dared to say that he was not Peng Hai, Jiang Haokun would dare to tell the news of Peng Hai's death. If the old lady If he can't bear the trouble, then he is the chief culprit who killed his good friend's mother and child.

Lin Yue looked at him with a smile: "Dahai, when you see Dad, you don't say a word. How did I educate you before?"

Peng Jiahe couldn't take it anymore, and wanted to kick someone.

Lin Yue leaned slightly, and stepped on the foot, only to hear a scream, the little girl took a step back, rubbing her toes in pain.

And Lu Yuan grabbed Lin Yue by the collar, with a ferocious face like a rabid dog.

"Dahai, what are you doing?" The old lady noticed this scene, looked at Lu Yuan angrily and said, "That's your father!"

Lu Yuan took a few deep breaths, suppressed the anger in his heart, and slowly let go of his hands.

Lin Yue smiled and said, "My dear son, knowing you're back, I specially bought meat and vegetables to make dumplings."

Desperately suppressing the urge to beat someone, Lu Yuan took Peng Jiahe's hand and walked into the room facing north.

"What happened to the sea, it's so strange."

"Maybe it's just getting off the plane, jet lag, and people who don't get enough sleep have a bad temper."

The old lady doesn't know what it means to be jet-lag, but she has a deep understanding of the situation of being irritable due to lack of sleep.

"You can't treat you like that if you have a big temper. I will criticize him well later. The child is so old, why is he still the same as when he was in high school, saying a few words about him is messy." The old lady took his hand. The plastic bag with vegetables in it went to the kitchen: "You know Dahai and Jiahe are back, why didn't you tell me in advance."

Lin Yue said, "I want to surprise you."

"Dahai has been in the United States for more than ten years, and his appearance has changed. I almost don't recognize the two of them."

When the old and the young were chatting about the changes in their son and granddaughter like a couple for many years, Lu Yuan was whispering about this incredible thing with Peng Jiahe.

"Peng Jiahe, what's going on?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

"How could your grandma regard him as your grandfather? It doesn't make sense."

"Is it useful to say this now? The problem now is how to make grandma recognize his identity. Lu Yuan, you were the one who asked me to come to grandma. Now that things have become like this, you can't ignore it."

Peng Jiahe put his passport in his pocket again, afraid that he would leave her alone.

"I want to take care of it, but how do I take care of it?" Lu Yuan is naturally not a fool, and soon thought of a good way: "Well, I will hold Jiang Haokun, and you can go to your grandma's room to see if there is a photo album or something. Show her the photos of your grandma and grandpa when they were young, and the old lady should be able to remember."

"This is a good way." Peng Jiahe nodded: "Let's split up."

After confirming the battle plan, the two left the room, Peng Jiahe went straight to the old lady's bedroom, Lu Yuan walked into the kitchen with a dark face, grabbed Lin Yue's arm and walked outside.

"Why……"

The old lady glanced at them, shook her head, and whispered, "This child."

After finishing the work, he took out a bundle of leeks from the plastic bag, looked at the soil-covered roots, and praised: "It's so fresh."

She seemed to have imagined how good the dumplings would taste later.

Lu Yuan pulled Lin Yue to a place near the door, pointed outside and said, "I'll give you a chance, leave immediately, otherwise... believe it or not, I'll call the police."

"Report, report whatever you want." Lin Yue sneered, "When the police come, we must respect the wishes of the homeowner. Do you think she will stand by my wife, or let your fake son get out?"

"Jiang Haokun, Jiang Haokun." Lu Yuan kept pointing at him, gnashing his teeth and said: "You are such a shameless villain, you can even deceive an old man with dementia."

"Aren't you lying to her too? Peng Hai, my son."

"You!" Lu Yuan grabbed his collar again: "I was kind."

"Then I'm kind too."

"You fart!"

This kind of thing happened as soon as he and Peng Jiahe came back. If Jiang Haokun was not sincere, only a fool would believe it.

"Let go."

Lin Yue lowered his head to look at the hand holding his collar: "I'll give you three choices, one, let go, two, ask the old lady to come over and see what her son Peng Hai is, three, I'll try to be a father too." I feel like I'll beat you, an unfilial son, into a pig's head."

Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment, then slowly let go of his collar.

Lin Yue said with a smile: "My son, you are so good."

Lu Yuan really wanted to punch this bitch, but the time was wrong and the place was wrong. At this moment, the only thing he could do was to be patient.

"Qingyun, Qingyun..."

The old lady's voice came from the kitchen.

"What's wrong?"

"He Zong, don't you often say that I have bad eyesight and always sprinkle too much salt?"

"Okay, I'll come right over."

Lin Yue patted Lu Yuan on the shoulder: "My dear son, wait, Dad will make dumplings for you."

He left like a victor, leaving Lu Yuan standing at the door with teeth itching.

Boom~

Chef Lu punched the wall, not to mention how aggrieved he felt.

"what happened?"

Lin Yue left with his front foot, and Peng Jiahe came out of the master bedroom with his back foot.

Lu Yuan quickly cleared up his mood and asked expectantly, "How's it going?"

Peng Jiahe shook his head: "I didn't find it."

"Didn't find it?" Lu Yuan thought for a while and said, "I see, he must have known that we were coming today and hid the photos in advance."

But this raised another question, how did Jiang Haokun know that they would come to find the old lady, and what he said at Gan Jing's birthday party - he bluntly said that he killed Peng Hai.

"Why... why is grandma so confused."

Peng Jiahe was furious, walked into the kitchen with a cold face, and said in English: "Jiang Haokun, you are a scum with no bottom line."

Lin Yue repeated the sentence "you're just an asshole" that she scolded him last night, and also answered her in English: "I never do the thing of repaying repayment, all I do is repay a hundred repayments." Thousands of things."

Peng Jiahe understood that Jiang Haokun was taking revenge on her.

She said angrily, "Get out! Get out! Get out of my grandma's house."

The old lady was rolling dumpling wrappers inside, but she was stunned when she heard this, and said with a straight face, "Jiahe, why are you talking to your grandpa?"

"My... grandma... my grandfather died a long time ago. His name is Jiang Haokun, and he is a bastard."

She was so wronged that she almost cried, but the old lady did not approve of her story.

"Dahai, Dahai, you still don't care about Jiahe, why did you forget your roots after living in the United States for a few years?"

Lu Yuan hurried over and pulled the man out.

When the two returned to the living room, Peng Jiahe shook off his hand: "Let me go, let me go, why don't you let me talk."

Lu Yuan said: "Haven't you seen it yet? The old lady is not clear-headed. If you talk about it again, you might be kicked out."

"This is my home, why should he drive me away?"

"Since his name is Peng Qingyun now, you are his granddaughter, I..." He pointed to himself, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything later.

Peng Jiahe knew what he meant, stomped his feet angrily, turned around and walked out.

"Let's go, you think it's rare for my aunt to go back to Shanghai."

"Peng Jiahe, Peng Jiahe."

When Lu Yuan saw her leave in anger, he had no choice but to chase her out.

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