City, My Eyes Mutated At The Beginning

Old Wangtou's words quickly aroused everyone's laughter!

Several people looked at each other, and finally it was Old Zhao who was the first to say, "Old Wang, I think you raised a grandson in vain. After so many years, there must be no news from Yao for two years. He has never been back here at all."

"Indeed, I will give you a little money from time to time every month, but our grandsons will come back every three to five months for the Chinese New Year. Every time Wang Hao calls, he excuses himself from working overtime and being busy. I think he is clearly I hate being here in the backcountry!"

"You said you worked so hard to get up earlier than a chicken and go to bed later than a dog every day. What's the use of raising such a big child by yourself?"

"Still a college student? Bah!"

Old Zhaotou continued to output indignantly. He had long felt that Old Wangtou's efforts were not worth it. Old Wang's family was so prosperous back then. After so many years, such a college student has appeared in the village. It has been two years since graduation and there is no trace of him. I really feel worthless for Lao Wangtou!

Even if there was no such ungrateful guy like Wang Hao, it was all down to the villagers who didn’t believe that Lao Wang could starve to death!

"Old Zhao!"

A fat old lady with a kind face took Old Zhaotou's arm and gave him a slight wink, signaling him not to irritate Old Wangtou!

"Okay, okay! I won't say anything anymore. I'm going to take a look. Why is this car parked at the gate of our village and not moving? My grandson... Oops!"

Lao Zhaotou waved his hand casually, indicating that his wife knew, and then refused to see whose car belonged to the village entrance?

It's a pity that he fell into his old habit and accidentally talked about his grandson, and was twisted hard by his wife!

Just when he was about to curse, he saw his wife pouting, and when he looked again, he found that the old man had already bent his back and walked back towards his home!

Looking at Old Wangtou's lonely back, Old Zhaotou wished he could give himself a slap. He stretched out his hand for a long time but was reluctant to put it down. Finally, he put down his hand helplessly, shouting in his heart, "What a sin!"

Facing his wife's glare, Lao Zhao was unwilling to give in. He stopped for a while and hurriedly excused himself to check the vehicle. After all, his grandson was coming to deliver some supplies in the afternoon. If the road at the entrance of the village was blocked and he couldn't get in, it would be troublesome!

Old Zhao walked towards the car step by step. The closer he walked, the clearer he saw and the more emotion he felt in his heart. He firmly believed that this car was definitely not comparable to his grandson's car.

Not to mention anything else, the appearance alone is many times more beautiful than that of my grandson!

"Dong dong dong!"

When Lao Zhaotou walked to the station, he became a little cautious. He heard from his grandson that rich people like this have weird tempers. He wondered if the person in front of him was the same, so he gritted his teeth after thinking about it. Still knocked on the window gently!

But what he didn't expect was how shocked he would be when the familiar face behind the window gradually emerged!

"You...are you Wang Hao? Lao Wang's grandson?"

"Yes...Grandpa Zhao! I am Wang Hao!"

Then he looked at the familiar old man in front of him with some surprise, and his memories suddenly came to him, and every scene appeared in his mind!

In his impression, Grandpa Zhao was also very helpful to his family on weekdays. Knowing that there were only two of them, he would send two eggs from time to time!

Of course, my grandfather didn’t eat any of it, and gave all of it to Wang Hao from the sixth grade to replenish his body. Otherwise, Wang Hao would not have grown to 1m8!

"My grandpa went up the mountain at home, but I didn't seem to see him under the banyan tree!"

"Your grandpa...your grandpa just came home!"

Old Zhaotou seemed a little guilty, after all, he was still there just now. In front of Lao Wangtou, Wang Hao was said to be a white-eyed wolf, but the next second he appeared in front of him, which made him unable to react for a while!

"Thank you, Grandpa Zhao. I will go home first, and then I will visit you and Grandma Zhao when I have time!"

Wang Hao closed the window and was filled with emotion. He started the car and headed towards his home at the slowest speed. After all, this was near the village and he couldn't drive too fast. However, even within a few minutes of returning home, the car stopped at the same place. In front of a dilapidated house.

Wang Hao and Chu Qingyao got out of the car and stood side by side. Looking at the old house in front of them that carried their childhood memories, they were filled with emotion and the corners of their eyes were soaked with tears!

Every plant and tree here is so familiar and yet so strange. It seems like you can still see the afterimage of Wang Hao playing here when he was a child!

The corners of my eyes are moist because I saw from behind. The figure of my grandfather sitting lonely in front of the door!

The old man seems to look older, his hair that was originally half white has turned gray, and there are more wrinkles on his face!

His already poor eyesight became even blurrier. Even when Wang Hao slowly walked to the front of the old house, the old man just raised his head in a dull manner and looked at Wang Hao blankly!

Seeing his grandfather aged like this, Wang Hao was heartbroken. He couldn't help but ask himself, if he had to make a living in big cities all these years, would he have made it if Goldfinger hadn't appeared?

The answer is naturally no. Wang Hao is very self-aware and knows that he is definitely one of the thousands of cannon fodder!

"grandfather!"

Wang Hao burst into tears and shouted loudly that he no longer thought about the forgotten things. What he wanted to do now was to spend a happy old age with the old man!

Apart from anything else, the old man is only over 70 years old this year. With his medieval art, not to mention longevity, it is definitely not a problem to live to 95!

"Xiao Hao?"

At first, the old man thought he heard wrongly, and some blind man was exploring Wang Hao. But the next second his ears moved, as if he heard Wang Hao's voice, and the hoarse voice revealed surprise!

Hands outstretched. He grabbed Wang Hao in front of him, his hands trembling with excitement!

The more Wang Hao thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, so he quickly said yes, then helped the old man back into the house and let him rest on the bed for a while!

Wang Hao took the old man's pulse and breathed a sigh of relief. The good news was that the old man was still in good health and there was no serious illness at present. When the bad news came, the old man seemed to be stimulated. Some excitement!

Therefore, Wang Hao chose to help the old man to the bed to rest, while he sat in front of him and patiently chatted with him about home affairs!

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