Yuxiang

Because it was already night when they arrived in Los Angeles, they rested in the hotel for a few hours, and returned home early the next morning to Jiang's manor in the outskirts of Los Angeles.

"Xianxian, what university did you study in Dalian?" Johnny asked.

"Yes." Murong Xianxian's answer was extremely concise.

"What major are you studying?"

"foreign language."

"That's great, we can talk in English."

"Sorry, I'm studying Japanese."

"Uh, forget it, let's still speak Mandarin..."

The car quickly left the city full of high-rise buildings behind, driving on the undulating country road, one piece after another of lush forests, the lines became softer in the eyes, and the white church spire behind the woods stood against the red warehouses, which looked particularly sharp.

"Are grandpa and grandma in that small town?" Murong Xianxian finally took the initiative to ask.

"No, we're going through the town. Our home is in a manor on the hill behind the town." Jiang Shangsong answered before Johnny, making the latter very dissatisfied.

"Castle?" Murong Xianxian naturally thought of medieval castles and some guys who could fly and suck blood.

"Ha ha,"

As if guessing what she was thinking, Jiang Shangsong laughed: "If you want to find a vampire, you can go to England to find it. It is very difficult to find it in the United States."

After passing the small town, the car bumped again. In front of it was a small river called "Wandering River". The car drove towards the top of the mountain on the uneven path. The trees on both sides were luxuriant, which was full of natural wildness. From time to time Thick or light wildflowers can be seen among the green bushes.The car turned left and right on the small road, and the front suddenly opened up, revealing a huge manor.

Murong Xianxian's maternal grandfather was named Jiang Heping.Two generations ago, he came to the United States to establish a family business. At the beginning, it was a society. After Jiang Heping, he improved and became a real businessman. However, those old subordinates are still there.So when the car drove into the manor, she thought it was the lair of the mafia.

In the middle of the manor is a Gothic four-storey villa, and in the shadow of the woods behind, there are other buildings with corners exposed.

The car stopped slowly, and Murong Xianxian noticed that on the lawn in front of the villa, there were three people looking over here.The most eye-catching one is of course Jiang Caijing, who is waving her arms excitedly.But Murong's slender eyes soon fell on her... There was a wheelchair in front of Jiang Caijing.Sitting on it was a gray-haired old woman, with a slightly fat body, many wrinkles and age spots on her face, leaning slightly in a wheelchair, looking anxiously to this side.

"Is that grandma?"

Murong Xianxian turned her head to look at Jiang Haitian: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Haitian sighed softly, but did not answer. Xun Meiling said next to her, "Mother-in-law and father-in-law both fell ill after hearing about your mother. Father-in-law has recovered, but mother-in-law's legs have not recovered yet. The eyes are not very useful either."

Murong Xianxian sighed softly, opened the car door, and pulled Xiao Xiao out of the car.Then he pointed to the old man on the hillside and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Xiao, are you still looking at what I taught you at home? You need to call grandma, do you understand?"

Xiao Xiao blinked her eyes, looked at the man in the wheelchair suspiciously, and then at her sister: "Grandma?"

"Grandma."

Murong Xianxian nodded affirmatively: "It's my mother's mother. Do you understand?"

Xiao Xiaohan nodded: "Grandma."

"Yes. Let's go see grandma." Murong Xianxian took his younger brother's hand and walked towards the old woman on the lawn.

"That's my granddaughter and grandson, hurry up. Jing'er, I want to take a closer look at them." The old lady urged eagerly, patting the armrest of the wheelchair.

"Grandma, don't worry, they are here." Jiang Caijing said... This is the difference in terms of names in some places. There are many places in the south, Hong Kong and Taiwan that call 'grandmother', while the north and central plains generally call it 'grandmother'

Murong Xianxian saw the anxious look of the old lady, and hurriedly led her younger brother to meet her, squatted in front of the old man's wheelchair, and shouted: "Grandma!"

She gently pulled Xiao Xiao with her hand, and the boy also squatted there in the appearance of his sister, and called out: "Grandma!"

I don't know why, when Murong Xianxian yelled those two words, she felt fine, but when she heard Xiaoxiao hesitantly yelled those two words, her nose was sore, and her blood had been dry for several years. The lacrimal glands were released suddenly, and tears flowed down his cheeks unstoppably.

"Don't cry, don't cry, good boy."

The old lady stroked the tops of the siblings' heads with both hands, and tears flowed from her cloudy eyes.

"Grandma, the doctor said that you can't shed tears in your eyes, just wipe it off."

Seeing the sad look of the old lady, Jiang Caijing quickly persuaded her, took out a small handkerchief and carefully wiped away her tears.

"Okay, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry!"

The old lady stopped her tears, held up her slender hands, and looked at her lovingly: "Your mother looks exactly like you did back then, it's a pity that my old girl is gone!"

"Grandma, don't be sad about the things that have passed. If my mother is alive in heaven, I don't want to see you so sad."

Murong Xianxian comforted her. She gently massaged the old lady's palm and injected a very slight amount of qi to help the old lady stabilize her emotions. At her age, it is easy to cause cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases due to excitement. This time her legs were paralyzed , Although she didn't know the details of her condition, she thought it might be caused by the news of her mother's death, and this matter... had to be resolved by herself, which was considered a filial piety for her mother.

"Yeah, I'm not sad, I'm not sad, it's a pity that my eyes don't live up to it, and I can't see you and Xiaoxiao clearly. These years, you two have suffered." The old lady wanted to cry again.

"It's not bitter."

Murong's slender hands caressed the old lady's legs and rubbed them lightly: "Grandma, mother said that where there are relatives, life will not be bitter."

"Yes, where there are relatives, life will not be bitter no matter what."

The old lady stroked Murong's slender and tender cheeks with some rough hands: "Good boy, just like your mother."

"Old lady, it's cold outside, you should go inside and talk to Sun Xiu." The other woman next to her is a private nurse invited for the old lady. In fact, it is summer now, so why is it cold? It's just that it has just rained, The surrounding vegetation is lush, so it looks a bit shady.

"Yes, mother-in-law, father-in-law is still waiting in the house." Xun Meiling stepped forward and said.

The old lady suddenly lost her temper: "If it wasn't for that old man talking to death, how could Xiuhe not be able to return home, and how could it be..." Her hand tightly clutched Murong Xianxian's hand, which made her Also feel some pain.

Xun Meiling looked at her husband in embarrassment, and Jiang Haitian could only smile wryly.

"Grandma, you can't blame grandpa."

Murong Xianxian persuaded: "Mom just chose the path she thinks is right, it's not anyone's fault."

"Xianxian, did your mother mention grandma before she died?"

"I said that when grandma is mentioned, my mother will feel sad. I can see that she misses you and grandpa very much, but she just doesn't talk about it."

Murong Xianxian didn't lie, it's just that there are some minor discrepancies... Mother never mentioned her mother's family affairs, but every year there were always a few days when she shed tears, but when she was young, she often asked why other people had uncles, grandmas, Grandpa, I have never seen it before. At that time, my mother was very angry, and then she hid in the house and cried. As time passed, Murong Xianxian never asked again.Now she understands, why doesn't mother miss her natal family? It's just that she has such a strong nature, and it's hard to say anything.

She replaced Jiang Caijing and pushed the old lady's wheelchair into the house. When the servants in the house saw them coming in, they retreated quietly. Only one person stood up straight like a javelin. Staring there... no, staring at Murong Xianxian.

"Old man, who are you staring at? Back then you stared away one, and this time you stared away my granddaughter, so I ran with their siblings." The old lady got angry first.

Jiang Haitian and the others behind him all had black hair, they couldn't laugh or cry.

Murong Xianxian didn't dodge, and looked at the old man opposite without giving in... Behind his sharp sword-like gaze, she saw something different... Was it remorse?

"sit!"

The old man's aura suddenly stopped, he looked like an ordinary old man, he even staggered a little when he walked, he pointed to the sofa next to him, but he was sitting on a wicker chair.

"Grandpa."

Murong Xianxian called out lightly, and said to Xiao Xiao in a low voice: "Xiao Xiao, call me Grandpa."

Xiao Xiao looked up at the old man who made him feel very uncomfortable just now, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa, grandpa's eyes are so bright."

'puff!'

The three young people couldn't hold back anymore, they hid their laughter, Jiang Haitian and Xun Meiling were relatively silent...children's words are not taboo!

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Murong Xianxian suppressed a smile, and lightly tapped his younger brother's forehead: "Shout well."

"Grandpa." The small face looked sideways at the old lady, probably because she was afraid of the grandpa's bright eyes.

Jiang Heping smiled wryly and nodded: "Everyone sit down."

In fact, there is really nothing to say... It's not that I have nothing to say, but that the topic is too heavy. Murong Xianxian didn't mention it, but just asked about the physical conditions of the two old people, and then took the initiative to tell the mother who lived with him. Some more pleasant trifles were told... Memories are always a bit heavy, but seeing the expectant eyes of the old lady, Murong Xianxian really couldn't bear to refuse.

At this time, a tall and thin old man walked in: "Master, the rooms of Murong Xiu and Young Master Murong are ready."

"Ah."

Jiang Heping nodded: "Xianxian, if the room is not suitable, just talk to Uncle Jiang, and he will arrange it."

"Yes."

Murong Xianxian nodded: "Thank you Jiang Bo." If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Novel () to register as a member to read the latest chapter list. Your support is my greatest motivation. )