Sir Ares,Goodnight!

Zhan hanjue tasted the tea, which was the best. Zhan hanjue sipped the tea and put down the cup.

He poured a cup of boiled water for Zheng Ling and handed it to him“ Do you want to drink it? "

Zheng Ling takes over, the end that trembles Wei Wei comes to the side of the mouth. Zhan hanjue supported the teacup with his hand. He was afraid that Zheng Ling's hand might break the teacup.

Grandma's eyes have been looking at Zheng Ling, as if thinking.

"How long have you been sick?"

Zhan hanjue wrote lightly: "twice, not long. Zheng Ling of my family is very brave and will overcome the disease by himself. "

Granny nodded with a smile.

She didn't doubt his words at all. "If you take good care of her, she will really get better soon."

After a pause, the old woman suddenly asked, "is her gastrointestinal function bad?"

Zhan hanjue looked at her in surprise. If she was not a professional, how could she know that depression would be complicated with gastrointestinal diseases?

Granny did not explain, but went into the room. He brought out a bag of brown rice and handed it to Zhan hanjue, saying, "take this brown rice home and cook her some thick rice porridge every day. If she couldn't eat, she was given soup. It can improve her gastrointestinal function. "

As long as he is good to Zheng Ling, Zhan hanjue will not refuse.

"Thank you, grandma." Zhan hanjue is very grateful to grandma.

The old lady took out a game of chess and put it on the stone table. She said, "my wife loves playing chess, but I'm not good at it. My husband is very wise. Can you play chess with my wife?"

Zhan hanjue hesitated. He was worried. If he concentrated on playing chess, what would Zheng Ling do?

The old woman said, "don't worry, let me accompany the child. Better than if she's in your arms. "

Zhan hanjue seems to believe it or not, but the old lady lovingly reaches out her hand.

Zheng Ling led her hand to the ground, staggered for a few steps, and sat on the antiseptic wooden stool not far away.

Zhan hanjue's eyes did not dare to leave Zhengling, but when he saw that she and grandma were sitting together, his mood was still calm, and his heart slowly fell.

Zhan hanjue accompanied his grandfather to play chess. Although he has two purposes, his chess game is still very deep.

The old man looked at the chess game and thought about it seriously.

Over there, Zheng Ling looked at the old woman innocently. The old woman should be over eighty years old, but she looked very strong. Her wrinkled face still vaguely showed her beautiful face when she was young.

Zheng Ling Xu narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a long time. I don't know why, the old lady's face became Zhan hanjue's face.

Their facial features are surprisingly similar, aren't they?

"Son, tell Grandma, what's your name?"

"Baby." Zheng Ling didn't even think about it.

That's what Zhan hanjue called her recently!

"Oh Granny also knew that the name was just Zhan hanjue's nickname for Zhengling. It's not necessarily the real name.

"Do you like him?" Asked the old woman.

Zheng Ling did not want to, nodded.

The old woman said with a smile, "I can see that he is very nervous about you, he is very kind to you, you are very happy."

Zheng Ling's eyes float a shadow. Is she happy?

But her happiness is based on the pain of brother Jue?

She shook her head desperately