She Came To My Concert

"You can't put things down and—"

The moment the door was opened, the sleepiness and irritability in Ling Chen's eyes suddenly disappeared, turning into a pool of calm stagnant water.

"Achen? It's really you, Achen!"

The surprise of the old couple is not feigned, they originally just wanted to find Ling Xingyan first, and then find Ling Chen through him, but they didn't expect to omit a step directly.

"How did you get in here?"

Ling Chen's tone was as cold as his face, but the old couple didn't care. They eagerly wanted to squeeze into the big house, but found that Ling Chen's arm was on the door frame, and there was no opportunity to take advantage of it.

"We..." The old couple looked at each other again, "We told the security guard that it was your grandparents, so they let us in."

Chen couldn't believe this statement at all.

With the property prices in this community, security guards would not be so irresponsible.

But he doesn't want to worry about it now.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the two old and thin old men coldly, the stale air that had been hanging in his heart for many years completely subsided.

In fact, a few years ago, Ling Chen knew that his grandparents had been trying to contact him, but at such an old age, without the guidance of an expert with great powers, it was basically hopeless to set foot in his life.

But he also knows that they will not give up, as long as they are still active in public, they will capture opportunities sooner or later.

It's just that this day came earlier than he imagined.

He turned around, "Come in."

The old couple were stunned again, they didn't expect Ling Chen to let them in just like that.

Originally, they planned that if he refused to admit it, they would make jokes at the door. It is impossible for a big star like Ling Chen not to lose that face.

When they arrived in front of Ling Chen, their strength at the school gate seemed to have suddenly disappeared, and they helped each other in, looking at the crystal chandelier, marble dining table, and those leather sofas of the house along the way.

"Your house is really big." Grandma said, "It's much bigger than the place I lived in when I was a child."

Ling Chen sat on the sofa and didn't speak.

Grandpa took out a plastic bag from the leather bag that was broken at his waist, and opened it tremblingly.

"This is your favorite braised quail egg when you were a child. Your grandma and I—"

"Tell me." Ling Chen interrupted him, "What's the matter?"

Grandpa suddenly fell silent, his shriveled mouth tightly pursed, he was stunned for a while, then turned to pull his wife's sleeve.

The grandma was still looking at the decoration of the house, and when she saw that there were six doors at the end of the aisle, she turned around and said, "Your house can accommodate so many people, and Ling Xingyan, that young man and his son live with you." It’s very lively, isn’t it like our house, which is lonely, does your dad live here too?”

"My dad is dead."

There was a sudden silence in the living room.

Grandpa and grandma looked at each other with stiff faces, and stammered, "Oh... dead... It's a pity that I didn't enjoy the blessings with you for a few years."

Grandpa went on to say, "How did you get there? Isn't he in good health? He's quite young, and he should only be forty...forty-eight or ninety-nine this year, right?"

Ling Chen looked at them without speaking.

This stare made the old couple tremble all over, and felt that the man in front of them was completely different from the little kid in their memory.

"I'm very busy." The twilight outside the window was already deep, and Ling Chen raised his head in the last ray of dawn, "Let's talk about something."

Grandpa opened his mouth several times, but in the end he said nothing, and reached out to touch his wife's leg.

"That's it...Your cousin, do you remember that when you were young, you grew up wearing a pair of trousers, and you had to sleep on the same bed every day." Grandma rubbed her hands, her aging voice was stained a little by the current sky. It was very desolate, and it sounded pitiful, "He plans to get married next year, and he already has a Jiangcheng household registration. This is the house..."

She glanced at Ling Chen's face and saw that he seemed to be fine, so she continued.

"You also know that the houses in Jiangcheng are too expensive. We ordinary people can't afford it even if we don't eat, drink and work for decades. Let's say you have a lot of money now, so I can borrow some money from you."

After finishing speaking, the old couple looked at Ling Chen together.

He lowered his head and suddenly laughed.

Not surprisingly.

Even a little more direct than he imagined.

In fact, he sometimes admires his grandparents, who grew up in the farmland, but can make choices without hesitation in the face of money and family affection.

Before the age of four or five, in fact, grandparents were okay with Ling Chen.

Although they strongly opposed their daughter Zhou Ying's marriage to Ling Chen's impoverished father at the beginning, and hoped that their daughter would find them a wealthy son-in-law by virtue of their beauty, it was a pity that they couldn't stop their daughter from looking for a life and death.

When they first got married, they saw Ling Chen's father as disliked by Yu Ji, and they didn't give them a good look, and they sometimes cursed in public.

But Ling Yuji had a good temper and didn't care about it.

Later Ling Chen was born, and seeing that he was a beautiful son, the old couple finally looked good.

But in a few years, the daughter of a relative's family married a wealthy businessman, and she often showed off in front of their eyes, so the mentality of the old couple became unbalanced again, and Ling Chen's parents should not go back to their natal family without bringing good cigarettes and wine. people.

But these are not important, life is a matter of two people.

The relationship between Ling Chen's parents is really good, until the child was ten years old, they were still in love with each other like newlyweds.

One is a nurse in the health center, and the other is an accountant in a textile factory. Their lives are not rich, but they are ordinary and happy.