The hero who crossed the line of fire has a dream

Chapter 1771 Wang Yue's cousin and cousin!

Bird City.

It is a dilapidated earthen house.

This earthen house that shouldn't be occupied is full of people at this moment.

Among them, there are Wang Yue's father and mother, and others are Wang Yue's immediate family members, including Wang Yue's uncle, Wang Yue's third uncle, and so on.

On the bed lay an old man with a horned beard. He was as thin as a stick, and his expression was not very good.

He is Wang Yue's grandfather, Wang Sanfu.

"Father, I bought you some new clothes, and I'll change them for you later." Wang Yue's uncle said.

"Father, I bought you a lot of food. You have lived your whole life and only suffered, but you haven't eaten anything good yet." Wang Yue's third uncle said.

Wang Yue's father, Wang Dahai, stood quietly and said nothing.

Faced with the filial piety of the elder son and younger son, Wang Sanfu was not moved, because their behavior was not pure filial piety.

Among Wang Sanfu's three sons, the eldest son and the youngest son are the most promising, and their family conditions are very good. The second son's family, that is, Wang Yue's family, is the worst.

For a long time, it was not the old family or the third family who took care of Wang Sanfu, but Wang Yue's family.

Right now, the elders and the third family are very filial to their father who usually ignores them. It is because Wang Sanfu’s house is facing demolition. Get those, and those add up to almost $70.

"Father, who do you think is back?" At this time, a woman dressed gorgeously and did not match the earthen house entered the earthen house. She was the uncle's wife and Wang Yue's aunt.

Behind him, followed by a young man with famous brand all over his body.

The young man is the son of his uncle and aunt, and Wang Yue's cousin, Wang Qingyang.

"Grandpa, your grandson is here to see you." The aunt said to Wang Sanfu who was lying on the bed.

Wang Sanfu was in poor health. When he saw his grandson, he became more excited and raised his withered palm, wanting to hold his grandson's hand.

Wang Qingyang was right in front of him, and the picture of Wang Sanfu reaching out to him was shown in his eyeballs, but he didn't seem to see it, and remained indifferent.

He didn't want to hold that black, dry and ugly hand.

"Qingyang." The uncle glanced at Wang Qingyang, knowing his son better than his father. Of course he knew that his son Wang Qingyang disliked Wang Sanfu's hand, but now is not the time to dislike it. The demolition fee and the value of the two buildings add up to nearly 70. With this amount of money, I dare not say that I will have no worries about food and clothing in my next life, and a rich life is certain.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Qingyang is willing to come to the earthen house. Even if the person living in the earthen house is his own grandfather, he has not come to the earthen house for three years.

"Grandpa." Wang Qingyang called, barely reaching out to take Wang Qingyang's hand.

"Grandpa, you don't know, your grandson Qingyang is doing well now, and he is going to university in Yanjing. Do you know what Yanjing is? It's the number one city in China. There must be people who go to school there. Big promise." The eldest aunt said, "His father and I are working hard to make money, and we plan to send our children abroad to study in the future. In the future, we will definitely be able to make a name for ourselves, honor our ancestors, and Qingyang is the husband and wife of our old Wang family!"

The eldest aunt was really skillful in her words. She praised Wang Qingyang and revealed at the same time that she needed money to send Wang Qingyang to study abroad.

Wang Sanfu didn't speak, but just looked at his grandson whom he hadn't seen for three years. He was old and his days were numbered, so his grandson just looked at him and missed him.

Out of love for his grandson, Wang Sanfu held Wang Qingyang's hand and didn't want to let go. He knew his body best, and he didn't know that he would never have a chance to hold Wang Qingyang's hand in the future.

The old man worked hard.

But Wang Qingyang didn't understand, he was reluctant to shake hands with Wang Sanfu, and Wang Sanfu still held his hand, so he pulled his hand away from Wang Sanfu's hand.

Wang Sanfu didn't say anything, but he seemed to be getting older.

Uncle and aunt are praising their son.

The third uncle was in a hurry. He was afraid that Wang Sanfu would let him go and give the demolition subsidy and the demolition subsidy building to the uncle's family. He kept looking at the door.

Not long after, another woman came in. This woman was even more beautifully dressed than the eldest aunt. She was holding the hand of a girl. The girl had completely inherited the woman's beauty, a standard beauty.

The beautiful woman is the third uncle's wife, and the beautiful girl is the third uncle's daughter, named Wang Xiaoran.

It is no exaggeration to say that Wang Xiaoran is the most handsome in the Wang family.

Wang Xiaoran's beauty is incompatible with the people in the earthen house.

Wang Xiaoran is very beautiful, perhaps because of her beauty, she is admired by many stars, her face is proud of this.

"Father, look quickly, your granddaughter is back." Wang Xiaoran's mother said to Wang Sanfu.

In feudal thinking, granddaughters are not as expensive as granddaughters, but the Wang family is not feudal. The key point is that the Wang family has more than one grandson, there are two grandsons, but there is only one granddaughter. In this way, the granddaughter becomes precious.

Although Wang Qingyang disliked Wang Sanfu, she reluctantly stood in front of Wang Sanfu, while Wang Xiaoran stood at a distance, expressionless, as if she didn't know that the old man lying on the bed with a rather bad look and complexion was her own grandfather.

"Xiaoran, come to your grandfather and talk to your grandfather." Wang Xiaoran's mother said.

Wang Xiaoran was unmoved, the only one who could attract her attention was the handsome Wang Qingyang, others were not in Wang Xiaoran's eyes, especially Wang Yue's father and mother who were dressed in dirty clothes.

Wang Qingyang's eyes were also on Wang Xiaoran. The last time I saw Wang Xiaoran was a year ago. At that time, Wang Xiaoran was just ordinary and beautiful. A year later, she had developed into a beauty that people couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

"Sister Xiaoran." Wang Qingyang greeted Wang Xiaoran.

"Brother Qingyang." Wang Xiaoran greeted Wang Qingyang back.

Wang Qingyang chatted with Wang Xiaoran, completely ignoring the poor Wang Sanfu who wanted to talk to his granddaughter.

"Xiao Ran, be smart. To tell you the truth, Mom also hates your grandfather, but if you think about the demolition subsidy and the demolition subsidy, the total is about 70. Parents only have one daughter. You will have to spend that 70 in the future." It’s yours, if you don’t want the 70 yuan, you just ignore your grandfather, if you want the 70 yuan, you can do it yourself.” Wang Xiaoran’s mother whispered in Wang Xiaoran’s ear.

"Grandpa." Wang Xiaoran walked to Wang Sanfu's bed, called out in a pretendingly sweet voice, and took the initiative to hold Wang Sanfu's hand, looking like a good granddaughter.

Wang Sanfu has lived his whole life, and he has never met any kind of person. Wang Xiaoran can't hide his thoughts from him. The people present, except the second child's family, treat him well for the demolition subsidy and the demolition subsidy.

(End of this chapter)