After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

As soon as the old lady said these words, everyone looked at Wen Zhi.

At this time, Wen Zhi was obviously at a loss: "Grandma, you have given me enough, I..."

She was so moved that she couldn't speak a word as soon as she opened her mouth. She didn't know what to say in response to the old lady's kindness to her.

"Go on, say it boldly. As long as grandma can do it now, she will definitely do it for you." The old lady's breathing was heavier than before.

The stable state barely lasted for half an hour, and everyone was frightened.

Meng Fan, who was standing aside, said quickly: "Zhizhi, just say it, you can just say anything."

The old lady said: "Old lady, I'm still awake, don't try to fool me, let Zhizhi speak for yourself."

Then, the old lady looked at Wen Zhi with loving eyes: "Think about it slowly, don't be in a hurry, tell me when you think of it."

"Grandma..." Wen Zhi held the old lady's old hand tightly and hesitated to speak.

The old lady seemed to see Wen Zhi's hesitation and asked her, "Have you thought about it, but don't know how to talk to me?"

Wen Zhi sniffed and stabilized his voice: "Maybe I am... a person who doesn't know how to appreciate others."

"Don't say that." The old lady was unhappy.

Wen Zhi tried his best to suppress his emotions and asked: "Grandma, can this wish be a request from you?"

Hearing this, the old lady suddenly became quiet for a moment.

In the few seconds of looking at each other with Wen Zhi, the old lady seemed to understand Wen Zhi's intention and what she wanted to plead with.

Slowly, the old lady smiled knowingly: "Just ask."

Everyone in the room was nervously waiting for what Wen Zhi would say next.

At the same time, the old man stood outside close to the door. He could clearly hear the conversation in the house. When the old woman asked the girl to make a wish, he actually had a thought in his heart.

But then I thought again, why should he?

He was the one who did the evil in the first place, and he was the one who always obstructed her. He had never given that girl a good look, so how could he dare to expect her to fulfill his wish.

The old man felt overwhelming regret.

But at this moment, he heard the girl in the house say——

"Grandma, please see grandpa."

As soon as these words came out.

The faces of everyone in the room changed suddenly, and they all looked at the old lady on the bed nervously, fearing that the old lady would be so angry that she would faint or become angry because of Wen Zhi's words.

At this critical moment, the old lady cannot withstand the slightest emotion. If she gets angry, I'm afraid...

Just when everyone was so nervous that they didn't dare to breathe, the old lady's answer made everyone stunned.

She nodded to Wen Zhi first, and then said to Wen Zhi, "Let's meet him then."

As soon as these words came out, everyone showed expressions of disbelief.

Even the old man outside the door was shaken and thought he heard wrongly.

Wen Zhi cried with joy, quickly let go of the old lady's hand, stood up, and quickly ran towards the door.

"Grandpa!"

When Wen Zhi appeared in front of the old man, the old man came back to his senses. At this moment, his mouth was trembling slightly. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Wen Zhi held the old man's arm: "Grandma promised to see you, please go in quickly."

Not only was the old man's mouth trembling, but the hand supported by Wen Zhi was also trembling. It was trembling and looked like he would collapse at any time due to emotion.

He stabilized and then stabilized, his majestic eyes were cloudy, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth and said those words to Wen Zhi: "Thank you."

Wen Zhi shook his head and urged: "Go in quickly, grandma is waiting for you."

"Eh, okay."

The old man nodded and was tremblingly supported by Wen Zhi as he walked inside. Everyone made a way for the old man. Meng Fan noticed that the old man was shaking badly and Wen Zhi was struggling to hold him up, so he quickly stepped forward to help the old man.

The two of them supported one side and helped the old man to the old lady's bed.

There was silence all around, except for two old men with white hair, looking at each other quietly.

More than ten days ago, the two met again after many years. At that time, they only had a brief glance. The old lady fainted from anger and the old man was kicked out. I thought that was the last time the two of them saw each other and they would never see each other again in this life.

But at this moment——

"Han Qianjiang."

The old lady soberly called out the old man's full name.

Wen Zhi and Meng Fan were working together to help the old man sit down, but when the old man heard the old lady calling her by name, he immediately responded: "Bayer, I'm here."

The old lady's eyes were wet and she asked, "I married you in my twenties?"

The old man answered without thinking: "You were twenty-one that year."

The old lady asked again: "How many years?"

The old man calculated this time: "About... sixty years."

The old lady was dissatisfied with this answer and asked again: "More than sixty years?"

The old man replied: "Sixty-seven years."

The old lady looked confused: "You still remember it clearly."

The old man was silent for a long time.

At this time, the old lady slowly raised her hand. The old man did not react when he saw this, but Wen Zhi on the side reminded him: "Grandpa, grandma asked you to hold her hand."

The old man reacted after Wen Zhi reminded him. He hurriedly stepped forward tremblingly, held the old lady's hand, and called out softly again:

"Bair."

Dilibere is the old lady's name, but not her full name.

The old lady's full name is Diliber Ahemati.

At this moment, when the old lady heard this long-lost call, her memory could not help but drift back to the day she first met Han Qianjiang more than sixty years ago.

When a person reaches the last moment, his memory will always become particularly clear, as if he experienced it yesterday.

The young Han Qianjiang asked her her name. She habitually did not give her full name because her name was too long, but she did not expect that he would be attentive enough to ask the elder for her full name.

Later, when he introduced her to others, he would say her full name fluently and naturally.

At first - "She is Dilibel Ahemati, my friend."

Later - "She is Dilibel Ahemati, my fiancée."

Later - "She is Dilibel Ahemati, my wife."

His voice was clear, steady and powerful, and his solemn introduction of her full name made everyone recognize her and remember her. Later, as long as she attended any occasion, her full name would be addressed with respect by everyone.

How wonderful it was then...

"Han Qianjiang," her thoughts were withdrawn from her memories. The old lady's eyes gradually became blurred, and the hand she was holding was slowly losing strength.

She knew she really didn't have time this time.

Han Qianjiang also felt it. He was panicked and frightened. He squeezed her old hand harder and said, "Bayer, I'm here."

The old lady's breathing became more rapid: "Call me my full name again."

The old man put the old lady's hand on his forehead and called out her name word by word: "Diliber Ahemati, my wife."

A relieved smile finally appeared on the old lady's lips. It took a lot of effort for her to reply to him: "I forgive you."

As the last word fell, the old lady slowly closed her eyes.