Long time talent and deep love [entertainment circle]

Grandma was anxious: "You child, are you losing your temper again?" She patted the bed again, expressing her anger.

Min Xi hurriedly explained: "Professor, listen to me first. I didn't say anything. I just said that I knew what happened before. I was a little angry. I went to the hospital because of my anger. I didn't say anything else."

Grandma was still a little uneasy: "Go, go and help me with the discharge procedures, and arrange these things while my mind is still clear, otherwise I don't feel at ease when I leave."

"Stay..." Min Xi wanted to ask, where to live, if he knew he was sick, the hotel would not allow it.

Min Xi can't make the decision, it's all up to the professor to make up his own mind, if Er Cheng is in front of her, she can make a quick decision and make a judgment quickly.

"Let's live in that apartment. When things are done, go back to the hospital. You only need to stay for a few days, so you can save some medical expenses. You have to leave anyway." Grandma sat up from the bed and ordered, "Er Cheng is I live in his house, then I will meet his parents first to see how he is? You can help me arrange for the child's mother to go through the discharge procedures. She should be able to do this well, and then go together, your own As a mother, she should also know what kind of person her daughter will be with in the future.

"Narcheng..." Min Xi asked.

"You use my mobile phone to call that kid, so the whole family will be here." Grandma nodded, and when Mama He came back, she heard about this decision, and began her long-winded conversation, but What she said was all bad about that boy, and grandma didn't bother to hear it from her.

When Quan Zhilong received the call, he was obviously in a bit of a dilemma. He thought that his grandma would postpone it for a while, but unexpectedly, it was his grandma who called the next day. The postponement seemed imminent, disrupting all plans.

The work that was originally arranged was also turned down because of this sudden meeting, and another artist was arranged to fill the vacant seat.

Therefore, I called my family to report that not long after I arrived at the company, my buttocks were still warm.

Even if you don't want to, grandma is also an elder, and her seniority is higher than that of your parents. Logically, there is no reason to refuse, even if there is a big thing, you have to push it back.

Mother Quan told her son not to be late because of work. After all, grandma is an elder, and she must not leave a bad impression. Let him go home immediately. The meeting place is also at home, and the son usually lives in the house. Everything is basically available, and there is no lack of tidying on weekdays, just a little tidy arrangement of things.

Mother Quan didn't bother He Ercheng's writing, so she took her daughter down, because she wanted to receive important guests in their eyes, and asked her to go out to buy some snacks, and there must be some tea and fruit that could be displayed, so that she could also receive guests In order to prepare, he also called back Dad Quan who was meeting with friends outside.

Grandma specially dressed up, and now she looks much more energetic, and the address for the appointment was also sent to her. She is a very punctual old man, so she agreed on a good time, and she would never arrive early.

Quan Zhilong finally moved the baby out of the car: "Mom, I'm back, I'm here in time."

He was out of breath, and he was always complained about when he was late in front of me. If he was late in front of his grandmother, it would be rude, and he also expected his grandmother to say something nice, so it was absolutely necessary. Those who didn't dare to be late even deliberately asked for leave from the company. The reason for asking for leave: to meet important guests, the elders of the elders.

The job of explaining is entirely up to the agent.

Quan's mother was holding a rag in her hand, and Quan's father had just arrived not long ago, and now he went upstairs to change into formal clothes.

He Ercheng heard the commotion below, and came down after drying the clothes, and saw two big boxes moved in on the table: "Ouba, don't you have a job today? Why are you back?"

He Ercheng remembered that it hadn't been long since she went out in the morning, and she came in with a box, and Quan's mother had just cleaned up in the morning, so why is she working with a rag now, and Quan Duomei also came in with two big bags of things .

"Guests coming to the house?" He Ercheng was a little confused, but after everyone's division of labor was over, she was the only one who didn't know anything.

Father Quan saw something on the table and asked his son: "What is this..."

Seeing that He Ercheng was also there, Quan Zhilong hurriedly put things under the table, pretending that nothing was wrong: "It's nothing, a pile of clothes, I'll put them down first."

But those were originally brought by grandma from her hometown and handed over to Quan Zhilong. They were commemorative things from childhood to adulthood. He Ercheng was afraid that after reading them, He Ercheng would guess that grandma had arrived in Seoul, so she hid them. Not informed.

If He Ercheng knew about his grandmother's illness, he would have known about it, and would have been furious. He was afraid that it would get out of hand, and he couldn't imagine how far it would go. Moreover, he also knew that this selfish decision never It was wrong to begin with.

"Ding dong~" The doorbell rang at this moment, breaking the silence of wanting to lie.

Mother Quan hurriedly hid the dishcloth, ordered her daughter to go to the kitchen to wash the fruit, and said to Er Cheng with a smile, "Go and open the door."

Today, apart from her grandmother, there is no one else.

Min Xi pushed the wheelchair and waited outside. She was not surprised by such a big house, but Mother He's eyes almost popped out, which was three times the size of their hometown.

Mother He hugged her coat and said in surprise, "Mom, how much does it cost..."

Grandma also thought of her daughter who had never seen the world in her life: "Anyway, your husband can't expect to earn this amount in his lifetime. Your daughter is more promising than you." She rolled her eyes under the sunglasses, but it wasn't because of money. The thing is, just thinking about this white-eyed wolf, his anger is good, but most of his heart is still worried, the other party's conditions are so good, it is difficult for this child to make up his mind from the beginning.

But I heard that when I came to Seoul, there was another boy with good conditions. When I was a child, my situation was similar to hers. At that time, my grandmother was not so worried. She came here step by step. She should also understand the hardships that He Ercheng experienced since she was a child. .

But... this family...

If you are too rich, will you look down on a child like her and still live in their home?

Mother He said unconscionably: "The little girl is from a family, she doesn't know shame, she is not married yet, she lives in other people's homes."

Min Xi was angry when she heard this: "Mother He, there are so many of you living in the apartment rented by Er Cheng, where can she live? The professor knows all about the good things you did in the hospital. "

Grandma's crutches poked on the ground: "Minxi, you can't be so rude." But she sternly told her daughter, "I told you to come, just to have a look, you better stop talking, or it will look like our family's Children with low IQs are ashamed."

When the door was opened, the familiar voice outside the door was full of surprises, and the old lady would have expected He Ercheng's first reaction when seeing her.

"Grandma..." He Ercheng didn't seem to see her mother, her eyes were all on the old lady in a wheelchair, "Grandma, when did you come to Seoul? Why didn't you call me, I can pick you up."

The old lady pretended to be angry: "Come and pick me up? Where are you going to pick me up? Shall I go and see your already smoky home? No need, your parents may be patient, let me see the destructive power that ordinary people can hardly see , there is an unpleasant smell when you enter, do I still expect to be taken there by you?"

He Ercheng squatted down, wondering how grandma would know this place, and thinking about Ouba's intention to come back early, it seemed that there was something hidden from her. Before Minxi called to say that grandma was sick, what happened? Tell her not to worry, just ask her if she is doing well, as if she didn't intend to say those words originally.

"Grandma, are you feeling better? Sister Min Xi said you..."

The old lady said coldly and humorously: "If you let me stay at the door to talk to you, it will be really bad, and I will get sick, child."

Quan Zhilong was urged to come out, and greeted politely: "Grandma, come in, it's cold outside."

Because there is a threshold at the door, wheelchairs can't get in for the time being. He Ercheng and Quan Zhilong helped the old lady into the house. Mother He didn't say a word as she told her before. Right now, she is overwhelmed by the spaciousness and decoration of the house. Attractive, many designs are similar to those seen on TV, it is simply gorgeous.

Facing the Quan family's parents, although the old lady couldn't see, she was satisfied with the voices and conversations she heard for the first time. Mother He was still looking around at the furnishings in the house.

"I originally wanted to have a meal outside. Thanks to your care, if I count on her unfulfilled mother, it would be good if I don't get pissed off. But after thinking about it, I should come to the door in person to thank you." The old lady That's true in his mouth, but it's not.

Mother Quan thought to herself, if she came to visit in person just because of this matter, according to the rules, she shouldn't be empty-handed, not to mention that He Ercheng still lives at home.

Those are all superficial words, and I probably guessed that seeing him in person is sincere, and gratitude is also sincere. With these reasons, I also take a look at the family background, and you can tell whether the family is good or not and the house is good.

Although she couldn't see it, there was an assistant Min Xi beside her who knew the general situation. Mother Quan was a transparent person. Although she had such a meaning, she didn't put the future of the two children on the table.

Looking at the child's mother, she was also shocked by the sight in front of her. Before, she only thought her son was a playful rich man, and she always repulsed her so much, but now she doesn't say a word.

Probably because of the teacher, Quan's father and Quan's mother both felt that the old man's words were quite comfortable to listen to, and her mother's speech was not as naughty or even unreasonable as her mother's before, and she had to shout at every turn.

Quan Duomei washed the fruits and put them on the table, and poured tea for those who were doing it. He Ercheng hurried up to help.

After finishing the work at hand, Quan Duomei saw two couriers on the table and looked quite in the way, and asked his brother if he could take them away. Quan Zhilong was eager for someone to take them up, so he nodded.

Quan Duomei tried to lift one up, but it seemed a bit heavy. Seeing that the package hadn’t been opened yet, they all had to be unpacked anyway, and the same thing could be moved up, so he cut open the package with a knife and took out the package inside. There are a lot of things related to daily necessities, there are several photo albums and photo frames, and even a few three-dimensional calligraphy and paintings.

"This..." She curiously opened the photo album, put her fist in her surprised mouth, and said curiously, "Is this when Ercheng was a child?" Looking at her facial features, she is roughly the same as now. When she was a child, she was just like what I said last night. Yes, moreover, the middle-aged woman holding the little girl is somewhat similar to Er Cheng now.

He Ercheng looked over curiously, and asked Quan Zhilong: "Ouba, why are you here?" He brought it in, and was told that it was just a pile of clothes.

How could these things from her childhood be in this house, and when she opened the door, grandma and the others were empty-handed.

Quan Zhilong kept wiping his sweat nervously, and couldn't think of any reason to prevaricate for a while. When he was about to show his cards, his grandmother pointed to He Ercheng and said, "Silly boy, my grandmother sent it to him. You used him before." Don’t you know how to call grandma with your mobile phone? He has a heart and keeps the number. Like you, when you come here, it’s like a kite with a broken string. If you tell you not to call, you really won’t call. I asked him for his address. It was sent to him, and the house in my hometown has also been sold, so you are very promising, so now grandma is going to rely on you, okay..."

Quan's mother and Quan's father knew that grandma had come to Seoul a long time ago, and also because they knew that grandma was sick and kept it secret together. Therefore, the son didn't want her to know even more. It is obvious what will happen to the consequences of lying about the matter. Fortunately, grandma helped to spread the truth, and the hanging heart finally subsided a little, and her face almost turned red to the neck.

Not to mention his son panicked, even Quan's father and mother Quan also panicked.

"Have you sold it?" He Ercheng glanced at Quan Zhilong, still feeling very strange, but couldn't tell, "But why did you sell it? Isn't that the house that grandpa left you?"

Grandma has always been a nostalgic person, and until the death of grandpa, the relationship has been very good. If she sells, then...the memories of her and grandpa will be much less.

"If you sell it, you will sell it. Grandma is getting old and wants to spend her old age by your side. Don't you want it?"

He Ercheng shook her head dully: "Of course not, but..." She felt that this matter should be discussed, such as where to live, and the need to re-rent the house. The current apartment has stairs, which is a bit difficult for the elderly grandma. Not very suitable.

Mother Quan was afraid that Ercheng would continue to ask questions, and that even grandma would be exposed for lying, so she hurriedly changed the subject: "Last night Ercheng said that she was fat, and it happened to have these photos, a rare opportunity..."

The photo was passed to Quan Zhilong. Although he didn't have the heart to look at it, he took a look at it. It seemed that he had seen the plump glutinous rice dumpling before, and it was more familiar than when they first met.

"This..." Mother Quan picked up a familiar dress and photo album, "This dress..." She still remembered that the little girl she sent away many years ago was also wearing such a dress, with her mouth open , "Grandma, did Er Cheng come to Seoul when she was a child?"

Quan Zhilong glanced at it, remembering what He Ermeng said, it seems that he came here, he came with her mother, it seemed that he was going to throw her away.

"Yes, when I was very young, I made that dress for her. She liked that dress the most, and she wore it when she came to Seoul. It should be gone now, and she was willing to throw it away when it was worn out." Grandma As she spoke, she didn't go into detail about the details. Thinking of that time, her heart ached.

"I heard it from grandma, but I don't remember much." He Ercheng also said.

Dad Quan asked, "Is there any question?"

Mother Quan took the photo and said, "Husband, that's the little girl that Zhilong brought back when he was a child. I asked her and didn't know anything. Later, she was sent to the police station. We sat at our house for a while. I didn't expect..."

He Ercheng was very surprised, but he really didn't remember it at all, so he had to look at grandma.

However, the grandma happily showed a kind smile, and the wrinkles on her face deepened: "It turned out to be such a coincidence, it seems that the fate is correct, and it is also thanks to you, when I heard that the child was missing, I was so anxious that I died of anxiety. "

Quan Zhilong scratched his hair, and murmured: "Little glutinous rice dumpling." If that's the case, he was quite cute and chubby when he was a child.

The author has something to say: Fate was planted when I was young, kindness at a moment, happiness for life, hahahaha!

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