She Came To My Concert

Therefore, when she saw a strange old couple standing not far away, she couldn't help paying more attention.

They looked around anxiously like other grandparents, but their eyes were a little less clear, and their eyes swept over the children in the line one by one, and each one would take a look.

Until Ling Siyuan's nanny came over and was about to take him away, the old couple ran over suddenly, squeezed Zhu Wenshu away in a hurry, snatched Ling Siyuan's little hand from the nanny, held and bent Waist said: "Oh, my little great-grandson, it can be regarded as waiting for you after school. Is it cold? Are you hungry? Grandpa and grandma will take you home for dinner, okay?"

Great grandpa, great grandma?

Zhu Wenshu looked at the nanny, who also looked confused, but she didn't dare to be too rude, so she could only stand aside and ask, "Are you...?"

The old couple looked up at the nanny, and said angrily: "We are his great-grandmother and great-grandfather, you—"

"I don't know you guys!"

After being rubbed for a while, Siyuan finally came back to his senses and made Siyuan break free from their hands and hide behind the nanny, "Who are you?"

"Xiao Yuanyuan doesn't remember us?"

The old woman suddenly put on a smile again, hunched her back and said, "I hugged you when you were a child, peed on my bed so big, and I made you meatballs, remember?"

The eight-year-old child flushed with fright, hugged the nanny's hand tightly, and shook his head vigorously.

"I don't know you, I don't know you."

Seeing this, Zhu Wenshu stepped forward to block him, and asked the old couple in front of him: "Hello, I am his head teacher, may I ask who you are?"

When the two heard that they were teachers, their attitudes became a little better, and they laughed together and said, "This is our great-grandson, let's pick him up from school."

Zhu Wenshu was full of suspicion, unable to think of a reason, so he said: "We are going to hand over the students to the designated parents after school, how about this, I will call his father—"

Seeing that she really took out her mobile phone, the couple quickly stopped her.

"What's the call? Can't we pick up a great-grandson? His father is Ling Xingyan, his uncle is Ling Chen, and we are Ling Chen's grandparents. If you don't believe me, look!"

The two of them took out a crumpled photo from their bags. Since it had been folded many times, there were already obvious wrinkles in the middle, making the unclear portrait even more blurred.

Zhu Wenshu could only barely recognize that the two old people in the picture should be the two in front of him. As for the little boy who was held in the arms of a young woman, he seemed to be only three or four years old, so he couldn't tell if it was Ling Chen or not.

Seeing that Zhu Wenshu didn't seem to believe it, the two old people continued: "We are really Ling Chen's grandparents, oh, what are you doing lying to you, you little girl, he treats my nephew as my great-grandson Yes, we made a special trip to see him and pick him up after school for some delicious food."

Zhu Wenshu returned the photo to them and asked, "Do you know his home address?"

The two old couples suddenly froze, looked at each other for a moment, and said, "I know, he used to live on Baihua Street in Huiyang. His mother's name is Zhou Ying, our own daughter, and his father's name is Ling Yuji. If you don't believe me, go and check it out." Check it out."

Even so, the behavior of the two men is strange in every way.

Zhu Wenshu frowned, pointing to Siyuan: "I'm asking about his home address."

The two of them were completely dumb. They looked at Ling Siyuan and then at the nanny, they hesitated for a long time but couldn't say a few words.

Just at this time, the nanny also finished the phone call, and whispered to Zhu Wenshu: "I didn't get through, I'm on the plane today..."

The temperature is very low today, and the cold wind scrapes people's faces like knives.

Zhu Wenshu called Ling Chen, but no one answered. She glanced again, not knowing whether it was fear or too cold, Ling Siyuan was trembling all over.

"Take him home first." Zhu Wenshu said to the nanny, "Look carefully, and continue to contact his father."

"Okay, okay."

"You two, if—"

Before Zhu Wenshu finished speaking, the two couples saw that the nanny was going to take Ling Siyuan away, so they hurried up to chat.

"What are you doing!"

Zhu Wenshu's voice attracted the attention of other parents. Gradually, people surrounded him, and the security guard next to him also came over.

"If you do this again, I will call the police!"

Hearing the word "call the police", the behavior of the two elders obviously restrained.

They walked towards the opposite side of the road muttering, Zhu Wenshu took a look, and was relieved when he saw the nanny leading Ling Siyuan into the car.

But not long after, the old couple got into a taxi and headed in the same direction.

There was only one road outside the school, and I was not sure if it was stalking. Zhu Wenshu took a picture of the license plate number before the taxi disappeared from view, and then called the nanny to tell her to be more careful.

Ling Chen was awakened by a sudden sound of the doorbell.

Speaking of haste, it is actually just his own psychological effect.

I didn't sleep all night, and I came home in the afternoon to catch up on sleep. Recently, the community is renovating the outdoor swimming pool, and there is a lot of noise. Ling Chen has just fallen asleep for a few hours, and now he is annoyed by any sound.

After waiting for a long time for the nanny to open the door, Ling Chen knew that he should have taken Ling Siyuan out to play at this point, so he lifted the quilt and walked to the entrance with an irritable expression.

He didn't wake up, his mind was in a daze, and in his anger, he thought that Ling Xingyan was carrying a big bag and didn't have a hand to unlock it.