Petty Bourgeoisie in Portable Space

Chapter 391
Still too excited to speak, the whole person was stuck there.

This time Yang Xingdong was startled: "Dad, are you okay? Dad, Dad." Yang Xingdong called out several times before he came back to his senses.

He also pointed at Yang Yang: "You, you, what's your last name?"

Yang Yang and Yi Yi glanced at each other, and they both had a little guess in their hearts, but he had never seen it before.

So: "Excuse me, are you Uncle Yang?" That's right, Uncle Yang, because Mr. Yang is called Laosi Yang in Changshou Village, and there is no other name.

It came out later, so I don't know what name to change.

"Yes, yes, me, cough cough. I am Yang Laosi, who are you?" Even if he had conjectures, he couldn't believe it.

It's not that he never thought about going back, what if he can go back?

He didn't know if those people were there or if his two brothers were doing well, and he didn't dare to go back. He was afraid that he was living like this now.

So many years have passed by.

"Wuuuu, Uncle Si." Yang Yang cried, and cried loudly, not only frightened Yang Xingdong, but also frightened the little ones.

The four children all came to one by one's side, and stood behind one by one in fear.

Yiyi squatted down: "Don't be afraid, that's your grandpa, don't be afraid." Yiyi comforted the four children.

She also felt uncomfortable, if it wasn't for the two brothers he left behind, he wouldn't be what he is now.

"Mom's grandpa? But isn't grandpa dead?" Shangguan Yu was not so afraid after hearing what his mother said.

"Well, your great-grandfather is dead, but this is your fourth-great-great-grandfather, do you just call him grandpa?" The children were too young to tell the difference.

"Oh, we know." The four children replied very well-behaved.

Don't be in a hurry one by one, let Yang Yang and Sibo cry for a while.

If the emotions of so many years are not expressed, I think this old man will not live long.

Mr. Yang has more business affairs than Yang Yang, and he gradually calmed down: "Son, don't cry, tell me first, which family you belong to."

"I belong to Lao Liu's family, and I am the grandson of Yang Lao Liu's family."

"Haha, you are the child of a beautiful girl? Hehe, you look alike, and you look pretty good." Mr. Yang is so beautiful in his heart now.

But: "But how did you come here?" Maybe God has pity on me.

"We are here to see brother Yang Xingdong's father. We wanted to take him to see a doctor, but then we thought, Grandpa, let's go to the hospital now, okay?" Yang Yang felt sorry for him.

"Son, don't worry, come on. Come and sit down."

Yang Xingdong was completely dumbfounded.

"Well, Dad, will you introduce me?" Yang Xingdong couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

But relatively speaking, he is still happy. He hasn't seen his father laughing so happily for many years.

When Zhuang Zhuang was born, he smiled happily for a few days.

"Haha, I forgot, come on, you all sit down too, there are few rooms, find a place to sit by yourself."

"Well, grandpa, let's find it ourselves, don't move, just sit still." Yiyi knew that with a disease like this, every time you move, your whole body hurts.

Only now did Mr. Yang see Yiyi: "This is?" he asked Yang Yang.

Yang Yang cried again and said with both smiles: "Hehe, that grandpa, this is my wife Zhu Yiyi, those three children are my children, Shangguan Yu, Shangguan Ming, and Shangguan Yu." Yang Yang beckoned to the three children. wave.

(End of this chapter)