Fresh wife is amazing

Chapter 448

"Thirteen, what is the most important thing in your life?" the old lady asked.

The granddaughter's emotional life, the old lady is very clear.

It's just that she doesn't understand what her granddaughter thinks.

According to the information she has, the current relationship experience of her granddaughter is roughly like this. She took her daughter to work and live in Rongcheng for a period of time, but her life was not very good, so she was transferred to Shancheng.

Going to the mountain city, Shisan doesn't want to live in a big empty house, because there will be an instinctive discomfort.

For four years in college, Thirteen and Twelfth stayed together most of the time.

Besides working, they lived in Twelve Cities most of the time.

Twelve City was empty, and after Twelve left, it became a desolate and lonely city.

Although Shisan's villa in Shancheng is far inferior to Twelve City in terms of space, in Shisan's heart, she also rejects it.

Even if she doesn't remember that memory.

Therefore, Shisan chose to live in an apartment with Guoguo, where the space was not that big.

Then, Shisan met Yang Fan.

There was no love at first sight, and the two didn't even think about what the future would hold. Shisan felt that Yang Fan was reliable, so he introduced him to Liu Qianqian.

The world is unpredictable, Yang Fan and the girl from the Liu family get along and get along.

On Shisan's side, the two of them live together, and it's getting better.

Young people want everything, and they don't know how to make a quick cut.

The old lady didn't know the details of the details, she only knew that Yang Fan was now dating his granddaughter and the girl from the Liu family, and his character was not very good.

Aunt Thirteen glanced at the little girl next to her who was concentrating on eating, and said, "Twelve is the most important thing."

The old lady also looked at Guoguo, across the dining table, reached out to touch the little girl's head.

With puffy cheeks, the little girl raised her head, opened her eyes wide and glanced at Grandma, then at Mother, and continued to lower her head to eat.

"That's good." The old lady's eyes were a little sad: "It's a pity that I can't see Guoguo growing up, and I can't wait until she gets married."

"Don't say such depressing words, I don't like to hear them." Thirteenth Aunt was unmoved.

People like old ladies are either relying on the old to sell the old, or playing the emotional card, which is too hypocritical. In front of them, family affection is just one of the tools for work.

"Thirteen, there is a country to have a family." The old lady said.

"Don't talk big things to me. I don't understand. I just want to be an ordinary citizen. I have settled in Yanjing for twelve years. I can already live a normal life. You lie to her again and again and let her continue to serve you. Work." Saying that, Aunt Thirteen slapped Guoguo on the back of the head.

The little girl almost buried her head in the bowl.

Of course, this slap did not make Guoguo feel any pain or discomfort. When she raised her head, her eyes were full of doubts: "Mom, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, you're too disappointing!" Aunt Thirteen said.

The little girl looked at a large table of dishes and asked, "Mom, am I not eating enough? I will continue to work hard..."

"What are you doing eating so much, are you an idiot?" Aunt Thirteen scolded.

The little girl spoke convincingly: "Papa said, if I make myself round, I won't be looked down upon."

"Eat yours." Aunt Thirteen was too lazy to argue with her daughter.

Looking at the little girl, the old lady felt a rare warmth.

The higher she stood, the lonelier she felt, especially after her husband passed away, there was no one to speak her mind.

In the past two days, although the old lady has business to do, when she is free, she seizes every opportunity to play with the little girl.

The little girl is a good listener, in other words, the little girl doesn't care what the grandma says, she doesn't understand anyway.

The old lady said many things about herself, even the secrets in her heart.

The little girl was indifferent and played with herself.

Of course the old lady wouldn't mind that the little girl didn't pay attention to her nagging.

"Yesterday Xiaofan played in Daiyue and left some words on Mount Tai, do you know?" the old lady asked Thirteenth Aunt.

"I know." Aunt Thirteen acted nonchalantly.

The old lady was puzzled, how did she look calm after knowing it: "Do you know what Xiaofan left?"

Aunt Thirteen shook her head: "I don't know, these things are not important. I didn't ask Xiaofan, and he wasn't in a hurry to tell me. It's the same if I ask him again when I come back."

Only then did the old lady suddenly realize that the granddaughter didn't know the content of the words, no wonder.

"Xiao Ling, even my cell phone." The old lady spoke to the wall.

"Okay, grandma." Suddenly, a screen like a movie theater screen appeared on the wall.

Thirteenth Aunt turned sideways, looking at the big screen.

"Five Sacred Mountains

How about Dai Zongfu? Qi Lu is still young.

Chong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut faintly.

Zeng Yun was born with a chest swing, and he decided to enter the home bird.

Will be the top of Ling Ling, overlooking the mountains and small mountains. "

The old lady looked at the words on the screen with joy in her eyes. For people like them, Qian Quan really had no appeal.

What they want most is to leave their names in history and to live forever spiritually.

But that's easier said than done.

Only by making certain political achievements can we leave a glorious footprint in the political arena for future generations to look up to.

In history, some emperors were almost ignored by history because of their lack of political achievements, and few people knew about them.

The subjugated King Li Houzhu can be remembered by later generations not because of his political achievements, nor because he caused the country to perish, but because of the poems he left behind.

Dynasties have changed, and among the subjugated monarchs, Yang Fan only remembers Empress Li.

"I think that after hundreds of thousands of years, his spirit is still there, and he has achieved the spiritual immortality we are after." Looking at the big screen, the old lady envied.

Aunt Thirteen also looked at the big screen for a while, then turned around and sat down: "The fame and fortune you are pursuing with all your heart, and want to live forever spiritually, why don't I sit quietly beside him, maybe thousands of years later, when people mention him, they will find , there is someone like me beside him."

The old lady was silent, but the granddaughter was right.

Based on his political achievements, it will probably only be in the past few years or the next few years or more, people still remember.

In the future, people will gradually forget.

Thousands of years later, no one knows.

"These are not enough, he is just an ordinary person, without official certification, his name will not go down in history." The old lady said.

Aunt Thirteen raised her head: "Grandma, don't you like him?"

The old lady nodded: "I don't like it a little bit, he is not specific, my thirteen is unique, he is not worthy of you."

Aunt Thirteen's eyes suddenly became indifferent: "You are always self-righteous, and you always instill your thoughts in us as someone who has been here. Do you know that Twelve has been in pain?"

The old lady was indifferent: "Girl from the Liu family, how do you plan to solve it?"

Thirteenth Aunt said indifferently: "You don't need to care, at least I won't use Qianqian as a tool, and I won't take human life lightly."

At this time, the old lady's cell phone rang.

(End of this chapter)