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    Grandma sat leaning against the head of the bed, and sent Grandpa, who came over to inquire carefully, to boil some water to make tea.

    "I'll take grandpa to" Fugui stood up naturally, wanting to take grandpa to the kitchen.

    "Fugui, let him go, isn't there Xiao Qiao here? Grandpa Nong can still get lost in this place?" Grandma sighed softly, waved her hand, and smiled kindly, "Fugui, come here and accompany Ah  Sit down, grandma."

    She smiled lightly, and the wrinkles on her face were like ripples in a pool, rippling at the corners of her mouth, but she was indescribably tired.

    "Grandma, do you want some dessert, I'll get it"

    Grandma rolled her eyes and said, "Little hozen! Sit down obediently and gossip with me."

    Fugui grinned, with curved eyebrows, obediently sat on the head of Grandma's bed, helped Grandma straighten the pillow, and smoothed out a few strands of her drooping hair: "Grandma, the Shouwu I left for you  Didn¡¯t it taste good? Stewed chicken and soaked in wine are both good, you and my grandpa both eat some, it will nourish the essence and blood and make hair black, good stuff! Don¡¯t eat it, it will be wasted if it breaks.¡±

    When he was at home, he was fine, always thinking of ways to make some supplementary food every now and then, so as to feed his family with energy and good health.  But now that he is not by Grandma's side, following the old couple's style of saving and living hard, they would be reluctant to eat good things, and only regretted vomiting blood if they hid them badly.

    Grandma raised her hand to stroke her eldest grandson's hair.

    Fugui's hair is black and soft, and he looks soft-hearted and affectionate, just like his father.  Looking at him in his thirties and forties, there is still a faint innocence hidden between his brows and eyes, and his smile is so cute, it is obvious that he is living extremely comfortably, without any haze in his heart.

    Such a considerate and filial grandson, but why

    Grandma stretched out her wrinkled, blue-veined hand, and held her grandson's soft and tender hands. The back of the hand has a "rich hand" with shallow knuckle pits, but no calluses, and asked in a low voice: "Grandma  When I get older, I hope that my children and grandchildren will be happy and safe. Your second uncle will stay by my side for a lifetime, and he will not have any great prospects, but I think he lives happily, and the children have  Promising, Grandma is also happy.

    Although your third uncle left home to join the army in his early years, his career is in the army. Although he spends less time with his family and leaves more, grandma, I think he has a successful career and a family. He has both children. Even if he is not by my side, I will  My heart is also relieved.  "

    Cao Fugui raised his head, looked at the helpless but sad expression in Grandma's eyes, and was a little panicked for a moment. He held Grandma's hand tightly and said eagerly: "Grandma, Grandma? What, what's the matter?  Isn't it very happy to say it? Don't my second and third uncles have a good life?"

    Grandma watched intently, slowly pulled out a smile, and sighed: "Yeah, it's all good. I'm thinking of your father, if he can see your promising appearance now, how wonderful it would be  .¡±

    "Grandma, it's all over, don't worry about him too much, my father is such a smart person, he had a good pregnancy and started a new life a long time ago. If you are smarter, drink half a bowl of Mengpo soup, maybe you can still  Come back to our home!"

    When Cao Fugui heard that grandma was thinking about his short-lived father again, he quickly comforted him.

    "Bah! Little hozen, neither big nor small, how could Nong talk about his father like that."

    Grandma spat at him, and said: "If your father is still alive, seeing that you are still a bachelor, you will be full of anger."

    She paused, looked at Fugui probingly, and asked softly: "Fugui, Grandma is not a coward, but just wants to ask you a question: Do you really want to marry a wife and have children?"

    Cao Fugui's scalp was numb, and he laughed dryly: "Well, the expert told me a fortune-telling, that's too bad, it shouldn't be early"

    Grandma sneered, and suddenly scolded: "Screw his mother's shit! Nong Haosheng, don't lie to me."

    "Hic!"

    Cao Fugui was frightened by Grandma's sudden majesty, so frightened that he hiccupped a lot, and the tiger's skin was exposed, and he was embarrassed for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

    "I, uh, I'm young"

    Grandma sneered, and choked back half of Brother Fugui's words.

    Hey, although he looks young, he is thirty-six after the New Year. No, according to Jiangnan's calculation, he is thirty-seven. It seems that thishaha, he is not young anymore.  The peers in the production team got married early, like Shuan Zi, and the eldest son is about to go to junior high school.

    He murmured, and managed to find an excuse: "I, grandma, am I busy with a big career and making money, and I really don't have the heart to start a family, and if I have another child, won't it bother me to death?  "

    "??Shaking his head: "It doesn't look like a cold. Sister Cao, drink some soup to moisten yourself!"

    "Yes, yes, drink some soup." Grandpa quickly scooped up a bowl of winter melon soup, blew it carefully, and regained the right to take care of his wife.

    "Grandma, don't you choke, or is the fishbone stuck?"

    Cao Fugui also turned around in surprise and asked.

    Grandma often eats his "secret" dishes, and her physique is much stronger than that of her peers. Today there is a [Energy +1] and [Physical +1] good dishes on the table. Although they are all short-term in red, they are also  It is not impossible to prevent a small cold.

    Grandma fended off the old man's attentive soup bowl, gave the restless grandson a hard look, and said coolly, "My eyes are so hot, I cough twice, clear it up!"

    "Clam?"

    Cao Fugui was taken aback, and grinned inexplicably.  What is the reason for the cough when the eyes are so hot?  Besides, there is no spicy dish at Grandma's table, right?  !

    Xiao Qiao raised her eyes lightly, glanced at Grandma's expression, and slowly lowered her head.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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