I'm pranking Daddy

Chapter 219
Nangong Yehen smiled and put the washed vegetables aside.

He came over and sat next to Grandpa Hu, "I came here when I was a teenager. At that time, I was suffering from a strange disease. It was a little girl who bit me with a poisonous snake and saved me. Her grandfather came home at that time. , full of praise for her... The environment here is beautiful, and it is indeed a good place for health care and retirement. Grandpa Hu, you live here alone, can your granddaughter rest assured?"

After Grandpa Hu listened to Nangong Yehen's words, his cloudy eyes were filled with surprise.

His eyes stayed on his face for a long time.

He was that boy back then?
Grandpa Hu calmed down quickly, and was unmoved by Nangong Yehen's words.

"My granddaughter will understand me."

When Chu Lingzhi heard this, tears flowed again and again.

Fearing that Grandpa Hu would see that she was crying, she pretended to be embarrassed and wiped her tears, then said with an embarrassed smile: "I don't know how to light a fire, the room is full of smoke, and I'm so smothered to death."

"Silly boy, that's not how the fire is made. How did you put such thick firewood into it?"

Grandpa Hu said reproachfully, got up, and limped over, "Get up, let me give birth."

Chu Lingzhi looked at his legs and asked sadly, "Grandpa Hu, what happened to your legs?"

"During the fire, he was injured by smashing."

Chu Lingzhi was so heartbroken that she almost wanted to hug him and cry.

Nangong Yehen looked at her who was exhausted, and patted her on the shoulder distressedly. Only then did she suppress the severe pain in her heart and prevent Grandpa Hu from seeing her sadness.

"That fire left you with great pain, right?" Chu Lingzhi asked sadly.

Grandpa Hu said while lighting a fire: "Everything is God's will. As long as you look away, you can also turn the pain into light."

Chu Lingzhi's heart was in pain, people, can the pain really be lightened?

This meal is very simple.

Each person has a bowl of white rice and a plate of amaranth.

Amaranth is picked from the field, a pure natural wild vegetable.

Looking at the dish of amaranth on the table, Chu Lingzhi's eyes were moist.

When I was young, I was with my grandfather, and what they liked most was to pick amaranth and eat it.

Stir-fried with garlic, especially delicious.

The wild and unpolluted amaranth tastes fresh and sweet. At that time, she liked to mix rice with vegetable juice.

The rice was red, and she joked with her family that she was eating blood rice.

The past is gone like smoke and there is no return. Seeing this dish of amaranth, Chu Lingzhi knew that she would never return to the happy days of childhood.

Her grandma and mother will never come back.

Nangong Yehen felt her sadness, and he served her vegetables with his low voice revealing endless tenderness.

"Eat, if you don't eat, I'll finish all the dishes."

"My granddaughter likes to eat this dish the most." Grandpa Hu looked at Chu Lingzhi and said.

Chu Lingzhi's throat was choked and uncomfortable, as if something sour and astringent was blocked inside, her whole heart, like being soaked in salt water, was very heavy...

She put a piece of amaranth into her mouth, this dish was fried by Nangong Yehen, it was not the taste she missed.

But the original taste of amaranth, like her memories, will always be there.

"Delicious..." she said while chewing, her voice choked up, and tears rolled in her eyes.

Grandpa Hu looked at her, all the sadness was covered by his ugly scars.

The only thing that can be seen is his cloudy eyes, revealing a trace of desolation and sadness from the vicissitudes of life.

His hand holding the chopsticks was trembling, and he picked up the vegetables and sent them to Chu Lingzhi's bowl, "Eat more."

The hoarse voice revealed heart-wrenching grief and love for Chu Linghui.

(End of this chapter)