His Long Love

Mr. Fu was still sitting on the sofa in the hall, so Meng Qingge went straight over and sat down on the sofa opposite Mr. Fu.

"Grandfather Fu." Cried Meng Qingge.

"Well? What's the matter, girl? " Grandfather Fu looked up at Meng Qingge and asked.

Girl, is Mr. Fu's address to Meng Qingge.

"Do you know what happened to my grandfather's legs?" Meng Qingge thought of Liu's leg injury, so he asked in a voice, "can you tell me something about it?"

Hearing Meng Qingge ask about Liu Laozi's leg, Mr. Fu's brow slightly frowned, and then sighed, "Alas, your grandfather's leg was broken after your mother-in-law died before."

"Broken?" Meng Qingge frowned slightly, "can't you connect it?"

"I should have been able to connect it then." Grandfather Fu stroked his goatee, "but it's not very serious that he fell down the stairs. He just broke it by skillful force."

Listening to the description of grandfather Fu, Meng Qingge's eyebrows wrinkled a little, "that means, there was no cure at that time?"

"No Mr. Fu said, "when I came here later, I said I would treat him, but he would not let me."

Meng Qingge frowned, did not understand, "why not let it?"

"Hi..." Master Fu sighed again, "you don't know your grandfather's temper. Who can change his mind when he decides something?"

"Why doesn't grandfather want to cure it?" Meng Qingge's eyebrows wrinkled tightly. She couldn't think of it. Why didn't grandfather Fu say it could be cured? Why didn't he let him?

"Didn't your mother-in-law go mad? Your grandfather broke the jar. " Mr. Fu frowned and said, "it is to use these legs to remind you of the death of your mother-in-law, your uncle and aunt, and, of course, hatred for Ji min Huai."

After listening to Mr. Fu's words, Meng Qingge droops her eyes. It turns out that it is impossible for Master Liu to forgive Ji minhuai.

However, the burden of hatred is too heavy to be relieved.

"Can the leg of grandfather still be cured now?" Meng Qingge frowned and asked, this is what she is more concerned about now.

"It's hard to say." Mr. Fu stroked his goatee, frowned slightly, and looked at Meng Qingge. "After all, after all, small problems at that time may have become big problems."

"So it is." Meng Qingge nodded, "then I'll talk to him and see if his legs can be cured."

"It's no use saying it." Master Fu shook his head, "your grandfather's temper is so stubborn that ten cattle can't be pulled back. What's more, it's very difficult, not ordinary, to put down the obsession in my heart for so many years."

"I know." The corner of Meng Qingge's mouth was slightly hooked, showing a smile, "but you have to try, don't you? If there is still hope and can be cured, why give up? "

Mr. Fu shook his head again. "Your grandfather has given up for so many years. Half of his body has been buried in the earth. What can you do if you continue to give up?"

Meng Qingge smiles and says nothing more.

However, his grandfather's leg really had to be cured. However, what Meng Qingge wants to think about now is how to let Master Liu change his own

mentality so that he can receive treatment instead of giving up and refusing.

We should think about this matter carefully. We should get along with each other in a good way or a good reason. We can't refuse the old man Liu, or he is willing to change on his own initiative.

Meng Qingge's eyes slightly narrowed, beautiful peach blossom eyes, at this moment the eyes light flow, flashing a bit of wisdom and cunning.

"All right, girl." Master Fu got up from the sofa, "I'll go and have a squint, too."

Meng Qingge also rose from the sofa and bowed slightly to Mr. Fu, "good afternoon, grandfather Fu."