Mr.Lu is blacklisted again

In the afternoon, Sheng Qingyuan landed and listened to the chat on the sofa in the evening. He couldn't stop talking.

Looking at the energetic old man, Lu tingwan was very happy, but Jiang prison couldn't laugh.

"Grandpa, these days, I always see what you looked like when you were a child." Sheng Qingyuan suddenly said with emotion.

"How did you see it? Was it a dream?" Lu listened to the evening.

Sheng Qingyuan smiled, nodded and said, "yes, it was a dream. I dreamed that you were sitting on my leg when you were a child."

Sheng Qingyuan said, patting his thigh, and his thoughts floated away.

"When you were a child, you wanted grandpa to hold you. Every time you sat in Grandpa's arms, you loved to pull grandpa's beard."

"It was very difficult to bring you before you were one year old. I remember very clearly that when you were six months old, you caught a cold and had a fever. You cried all day and night and couldn't get rid of the fever. At that time, you were a little older. Grandpa held you and couldn't help crying when looking at you. At that time, your parents had just left. Grandpa was really flustered and afraid that you would leave me This old man, you were very ill that time. Grandpa almost didn't bring you up. Fortunately, fortunately, you're all right. "Sheng Qingyuan recalled with tears in his eyes.

Lu tingwan looked at his grandfather and said so. He was red eyed.

Although it was hard to hear, Lu tingwan said that as long as Grandpa was alive, nothing was important.

Jiang prison, who knows Sheng Qingyuan's situation, feels that the old man is remembering the happiest moment of his life before he leaves. He feels that he is saying goodbye.

Jiang prison couldn't listen. He wanted to go, but he didn't dare.

"Before one year old, you always had this disease and that disease. Grandpa thought you were sent by God to test me, but in fact, you were a treasure sent by God to Grandpa."

Sheng Qingyuan patted Lu tingwan's face and smiled again.

"When you were a child, you were wearing a little princess dress and beautiful braids. You looked lovely and beautiful."

"It's just too naughty and mischievous, like a little boy, but grandpa likes you."

"Your father and mother are quite quiet. They are not like you when they are young or when they grow up..."

Sheng Qingyuan suddenly stopped. He looked at a place in front of him. His eyes were empty and quiet for a moment. Suddenly he said, "I remember."

"Grandpa, what do you think of?" Lu tingwan asked.

"I think of who you look like." Sheng Qingyuan said, immediately turned his head and looked at Lu tingwan carefully for a long time.

Then he said, "you look like your grandmother."

"... yes, you are like your grandmother. Your grandmother is so ancient and strange. When she was young, she loved to annoy me and tease me to have fun."

For a moment, Sheng Qingyuan seemed to think of many things. His eyes were full of thoughts. He didn't know where to start.

Throughout the afternoon, Sheng Qingyuan talked, especially about Lu tingwan's childhood. When he said it, he was happy. From time to time, he thought of Lu tingwan's dead parents and grandmother, and he would be sad.

It was getting dark slowly, and the temperature also dropped several degrees. It was gray outside, which made people depressed and gave birth to some sad and sad emotions.

Looking at the dark day, Sheng Qingyuan suddenly said, "it's late. Why hasn't Yanxiu come back?"

He suddenly found Lu Yanxiu and asked Lu to listen to the night River prison.