Good night, Mr.President

The next morning, Wang Xinyi packed up and put on a plain coat to wait for Grandpa.

Originally, she thought grandpa was not as early as her, but the old man was already sitting in the dining room waiting for her to have breakfast.

She forgot that the old man didn't sleep well and couldn't sleep long.

Seeing her coming, old master Su quickly waved, "eat more. You love it. I don't know if the place is far away. I've prepared some food for you on the way."

"It's a little far. It may take two or three hours by car."

Uncle Su looked at Wang Xinyi and smiled contentedly. Although he had no daughter, he still had a granddaughter. It's really like that.

After breakfast, Wang Xinyi helped her grandfather into the car and sat beside her. The driver is the uncle who pushed grandpa to Su's house last time.

His driving skills are very good and his driving is very stable, but maybe because of his mood, uncle Su and Wang Xinyi didn't talk much. Looking at the scenery along the way, they were a little stuffy.

Small cities are not as prosperous as Tongcheng, and there are few high-rise buildings, but the air is as fresh as ever.

At the destination, there is a solemn tombstone. It's almost the new year. Few people come to the cemetery. It's such a big place, and there are only one or two guards.

After getting out of the car, Wang Xinyi helped grandpa get out of the car, and then asked Uncle to help take some things prepared in the trunk.

Two bunches of suno's favorite words, as well as the snacks prepared for her by master su

For his daughter's hobby, even if he hadn't seen it for more than 20 years, he still kept it in mind.

Wang Xinyi held grandpa to his mother's tombstone. Her eyes were wet. She hadn't come back for half a year.

"Mom, you may not know that I came back to Su's house. I brought my grandfather today. Although you didn't say it before, I know you miss them."

Old master Su stood in front of the tombstone with a crutch in his hand. Even here, he still didn't dare to face the reality.

Finally, he couldn't help crying. It was cruel for an old man in his 80s to face such a heartbreaking thing.

Wang Xinyi immediately took old master Su and advised him, "Grandpa, your mother will feel bad like this. I blame myself for not bringing you."

Mr. Su raised his hand and beat his chest, "Xin Yi, I feel bad here..."

Wang Xinyi looked at his grandfather's old face full of tears. He felt uncomfortable and cried, "sorry, Grandpa, it's my fault that I didn't take good care of my mother..."

When she insisted on taking her mother with her, everything might be different again

Uncle Su wiped her tears. "Silly boy, you've suffered enough. Grandpa is useless and can't continue to let people look for your mother."

Wang Xinyi finally couldn't see Grandpa like this. It didn't take long to force grandpa to leave by car.

After leaving the cemetery, uncle Su's mood gradually calmed down and looked even older.

Wang Xinyi felt guilty. She probably shouldn't have brought her grandfather here. She felt uncomfortable when she saw it, not to mention him.

Under the guidance of Wang Xinyi, the car drove to the tailor's shop before my mother. The door was open and now it has become a noodle shop.

"Grandpa, my mother and I live here. She rented the ground floor to open a tailor's shop."

Mr. Su turned his head and looked carefully. Such a place is not as big as his kitchen. His daughter can be a fashion designer, wronged to open a tailor's shop.