"Okay," Chu Zhiyan looked at the address, looked up and said, "Thank you. You have worked hard these years."
"No, I'm also on a business trip to drop by to have a look." Yang Heyu said, "Since you're here, why don't you bring us one."
"Okay" Chu Zhiyan squeezed her son's little palm tightly and said, "Then let's"
"Don't," Jin Jiaojiao suddenly said at this moment, she said with a tense expression, "Why don't we come together, Xiaoyu was going to see Teacher Zhou too."
"Let's do it next time," Yang Heyu said, "You haven't seen each other for so many years, you must have a lot to say, so we won't bother you."
"Okay, then I'll go first." Chu Zhiyan's polite smile froze on her face, she controlled her gaze to look firmly into the distance, took Hong Xin'en's hand and strode away.
I don't know how long we walked, Hong Xinen asked childishly: "Mom, why are you crying?"
"No," Chu Zhiyan replied with a changed voice: "It's because the wind is too strong, and my mother is fascinated by her eyes."
"Mom, when will Uncle Yang buy me a gift?"
Chu Zhiyan didn't answer any more, she leaned over to pick up her son, and raised her hand to hail a taxi.
Zhou Manqing is 78 years old, but she looks well maintained, especially her figure in cheongsam is still as tall and straight as Chu Zhiyan remembered.
It's a pity that maintenance belongs to maintenance. After all, he is an elderly person. Coupled with the sadness of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person a few years ago, Zhou Manqing's body has long since deteriorated. Although Zhongshanyuan's house is on the second floor, it is very hard for her to climb up and down, and she is very afraid. If there is an accident at home one day, she doesn't know how long it will take to be discovered.
Zhou Manqing is a woman who has experienced life and death. She sent her husband and daughter away. She can look down on life and death, but she can't accept that her death is not decent enough.
She is quite rich, especially after inheriting Yan Bailing's inheritance, she has no worries about food and drink. So Zhou Manqing chose this nursing home near Changning Road, because people will become more and more fond of nostalgia when they get old. She would often come out of the nursing home and take a walk around. Whenever this happened, she would recall her husband, daughter and the little girl she raised by her side and wanted to cultivate to become a talent.
Zhou Manqing was very excited to see Chu Zhiyan again in his lifetime. She turned the greetings into dry howls, and her eyeballs became blurred.
"You're back! How do you know I'm here? I've been waiting for you! Why did you come here!" Zhou Manqing touched Chu Zhiyan's face, and was pleasantly surprised by the little doll she brought over. Holding her in her arms, she kissed her several times, and when she heard Hong Xinen calling her grandma, she said incoherently, "Good baby! Grandma didn't prepare anything for you today"
Hong Xin's benefactor, Xiao Gui Da, made a face and said innocently: "Oh, why does everyone say that!"
Zhou Manqing cried and laughed. After hearing this, she quickly pulled out the jade Maitreya worn around her neck.
"This is for you, okay? What's your name?" Zhou Manqing ignored Chu Zhiyan's obstruction, and hung Yu Maitreya around Hong Xinen's neck.
"My name is Xing Xing, the star in the sky." Hong Xinen was very interested in the new thing on his neck, and he held it in his hand and looked at it again and again. He smiled and said, "This villain's smile is so funny, haha."
The elderly elders are always infinitely tolerant towards their children. Zhou Manqing didn't blame Hong Xinen for his rudeness, but she actually agreed: "Yes, do you think his big belly is funny? You pat it, haha, it's so funny , right?¡± (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com