Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

Chapter 823 Relatives meet again

Because there were only a few sparsely lit lamps under the stage, Shen Zhihuan couldn't see anything except the densely packed heads.

Shen Zhihuan sat down calmly and picked up the piano and bamboo.

When the hand rises, the piano and bamboo fall.

The tense atmosphere that the war was about to break out suddenly emerged.

"House of Flying Daggers"

The enthusiasm of everyone in the audience was instantly awakened.

What is then shown is the scene of the ancient battlefield and the solemn atmosphere.

The tension gradually increased...

Formation of camp, blowing and beating, ordering of generals, lining up, marching, ambush, the small battle at Jiming Mountain, the battle at Jiuli Mountain, King Xiang's defeat, Wujiang committing suicide, all the armies performing triumphantly, the generals competing for merit, and returning to camp victoriously.

"House of Flying Daggers" not only has a high artistic value in terms of music, but also requires extremely high performance skills. Especially for the dulcimer, an instrument famous for its crispness and brightness, the murderous and tragic performance is really a test of performance. The player’s playing skills and abilities.

After the song ended, the audience burst into applause.

Mr. Zhao's body shook violently and he froze on the spot.

His eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe what just happened. His lips trembled slightly, his throat tightened, and he hesitated not knowing what to say.

His eyes were locked on the man on the stage.

Can play dulcimer, guitar, play chess, foreign languages, cook...

Can do anything!

Mr. Zhao's mind was spinning rapidly.

Until the people on the stage bowed and left amid thunderous applause.

Mr. Zhao seemed to be waking up from a dream.

He stood up suddenly, grabbed a passing staff member with both hands, and asked with excitement, "Where are you going backstage?"

The chilling atmosphere made the staff tremble in fear.

After a long while, the staff tremblingly pointed at the end of the aisle.

Zhao Heping ignored everyone's surprised looks and ran towards the backstage quickly.

Among the crowd, an old lady with gray hair wearing a black down jacket hurriedly got up and ran backstage.

Behind the curtain, Su Ziyu had just zipped up his little wife's down jacket when he felt a figure rushing towards him. He subconsciously twisted the person's arm and clasped it behind him.

"Su Ziyu..." the man said angrily.

"Commander Zhao..." Su Ziyu was surprised for a moment and quickly let go.

As soon as Mr. Zhao was free, he didn't care about Su Ziyu's unreasonableness and rushed directly to Shen Zhihuan.

Eyes facing each other.

Both of their eyes suddenly turned red.

"Huan Bao!" Mr. Zhao finally spoke first.

Those two simple words seemed to have exhausted all his courage.

"Grandpa!" Shen Zhihuan burst into tears again.

Su Ziyu was stunned.

Grandpa...

Shen Zhihuan does not have a grandfather.

When Butcher Li was alive, the Shen sisters called their grandfather.

Su Ziyu understood instantly.

He glanced left and right to make sure no one was paying attention to this small corner, and then whispered, "Daughter-in-law, grandpa, this is not the place to talk."

The tearful two quickly wiped away their tears.

After Su Ziyu reminded him, Mr. Zhao also realized his recklessness.

However, for Su Ziyu to be able to say this, he must have known the origin of his Huanbao.

The three of them gathered their emotions and walked out when Sun Sijun ran over with red eyes.

Seeing Su Ziyu here, she was afraid that he would find out the clues, so she suppressed the excitement in her heart.

Shen Zhihuan's appearance changed, and she still didn't dare to recognize him, so she could only look at her man for help.

"Peace..." Mr. Zhao nodded excitedly.

"Happy baby! Happy baby!" Sun Sijun burst into tears.

"Grandma..." Shen Zhihuan called out with red eyes.

Seeing that the two old men and the young man were about to burst into tears again.

Su Ziyu hurriedly led the three of them to take a shortcut to his office.

As soon as the door closed, Sun Sijun put his arms around Shen Zhihuan, calling her dear to her.

During this period, the old and the young never stopped crying.

Mr. Zhao couldn't bear to take his eyes away from Shen Zhihuan.

After crying enough, Shen Zhihuan took the man and solemnly introduced the two elders, "Grandpa, grandma, his name is Su Ziyu, and he is your grandson-in-law."

"Commander Su, these are the grandparents I told you about."

"Grandpa, grandma." Su Ziyu called out respectfully.

Only then did Mr. Zhao and Sun Sijun seriously look at the man in front of them.

His face is sharp and angular, his nose is straight, his eyebrows reveal a compelling arrogance, and his neat short hair makes his originally handsome features look even sharper and unruly.

Before……

It's the superiors who look after their subordinates.

I feel like there is a shining point everywhere.

just now……

It is the pig that the elders watch over their own cabbage.

Not pleasing to the eye anywhere.

Even the points that I thought were shining before have become stepping stones to deduct points.

Just when they were about to frown, the corner of their eyes glanced at Shen Zhihuan's bulging belly.

After a long moment of silence, the two of them seemed to have experienced a huge psychological struggle, and finally chose to sigh like a compromise.

Sun Sijun took Shen Zhihuan's hand and forced a smile, "Huan Bao, grandma just wants you to be happy."

As they talked, the eyes of the grandfather and grandson became red again.

In their previous life, her and the old man's biggest wish was to see their pampered granddaughter put on a wedding dress...

Zhao Heping said with a tigerish face, "Boy, treat my Huan Bao well from now on. If you let me know that you bully him, you see, I won't skin you."

"Grandpa! Grandma! Don't worry, I will take good care of Zhihuan." Su Ziyu hurriedly assured her.

Su Ziyu was already very thoughtful. One look at the second elder's slightly twitching eyebrows and he knew that the second elder was dissatisfied with his grandson-in-law.

He couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he was able to abduct the person back home early.

Otherwise, his road to pursuing his wife may be very bumpy!

Mr. Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth and cursed in his mind, "A man's mouth is a liar."

Sun Sijun didn't care about the old and the young here at all, all her thoughts were on her Huan Bao.

"Huan Bao, how many months have you been here?" Sun Sijun lowered his head slightly, his eyes falling on Shen Zhihuan's bulging belly.

"It's been nine months and a few days, and the due date is at the end of this month."

Shen Zhihuan pulled Sun Sijun's hand to her swollen belly and introduced the little meat dumpling in her belly, "My dear, this is my great-grandmother."

Sun Sijun bent down and greeted Xiaorouduanzi with a smile, "My dear, I am my great-grandma."

I don't know whether it was because the bond between blood was too strong, or it was just a coincidence, but the little meat dumpling in his belly waved his little meaty arms and started doing Tai Chi in his mother's belly.

Sensing the stirring underneath the down jacket, Sun Sijun was so excited that she almost screamed.

"Peace, come here quickly."

"What's wrong?" Mr. Zhao stood up without knowing why.

He only took two steps before he was pulled over by Sun Sijun.

As soon as he touched her with his big palm covered with the traces of time, the little meatball in his belly turned somersaults in his mother's belly as if by induction.

"It's moving!" Mr. Zhao's dark eyes lit up.

(End of this chapter)