The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"Haizi."

Suddenly, Yang Yunhai seemed to hear his grandmother's voice. He raised his head in disbelief, and saw Zheng Xiangjun looking at him pitifully, "silly child, did grandma scare you?"

It just scared Yang Yunhai.

"Grandma, you finally wake up." Yang Yunhai said happily, "I'll call the doctor. You... Don't sleep anymore."

With that, he hurried out, accidentally bumping his leg into the chair, and rushed out regardless of the pain.

"This child." Zheng Xiangjun smiled.

She didn't ask Yang Yunhai many words, so he ran away. Just now she seemed to hear that he brought a lot of pickles? Thinking about the taste, Zheng Xiangjun smiled.

Last year, Yang Yunhai suddenly sent back a pile of dry goods, as well as bacon and pickles, which made her and the old man very happy.

You know, although they have not been in Qinshi for many years, they still miss the taste here.

In particular, the pickles sent to her always remind her of the old man and the old man in Qin City.

After the doctor came in for an examination, he congratulated Mrs. Zheng happily, "but you should remember not to be happy or sad in the future. You should take good care of your body, and you can't scare us like this."

Old lady Zheng and wangfangyi are both revolutionary partners. Her illness and hospitalization are also the treatment of the head. Even the top leaders are very concerned about her condition, but these doctors are scared.

"OK, I see." Zheng Xiangjun smiled and said, "I still want to see Haizi get married and take care of his children."

The moment she fainted, she was most worried about Yang Yunhai.

The first thing I saw when I woke up was him, and it was his most vulnerable side. From that moment on, Zheng Xiangjun felt that he must take good care of his body, and he couldn't let the children worry anymore.

"By the way, what did you say about pickles?" After people left, there were only two grandparents left. Zheng Xiangjun asked.

"You are still very weak. The doctor said you can only eat light food." Yang Yunhai said, "there are a lot of pickles. I'll cook them for you when you are well."

"Really, does the old woman just want to eat your two pickles?" Zheng Xiangjun looked at Yang Yunhai angrily. She seemed to hear her grandson say that there was someone she liked?

Or did she hallucinate after sleeping so long?

"Grandma, you are awake." Zheng Xiangjun just wanted to ask Yang Yunhai more in detail, when he saw a female soldier standing at the door looking at her excitedly, "it's great, you'll wake up as soon as I come back."

"Brother Hai is there, too. Grandma, look who I brought you?" The female soldier said with a smile.

"Old sister, I came to see you." Standing next to the female soldier was an old man in his fifties, who also knew a famous doctor in Kyoto.

"Ling Yu, Lao Feng? Why are you here?" Zheng Xiangjun motioned to Yang Yunhai to help her sit up.

Yes, the female soldier who came in was Shen Lingyu.

Shen Lingyu smiled.

"I didn't hear that you were ill. The girl was so anxious that she couldn't sit still. She ran from Qinshi and pestered me to come and see you without returning home." Lao Feng looked lovingly at his proud disciple.

He and Shen Lingyu knew exactly what happened in those days, and they liked Shen Lingyu more because of this.

Knowing that Yang Yunhai was in her heart, Lao Feng also spared no effort to say good words to Shen Lingyu in front of Zheng Xiangjun.

However, looking at Yang Yunhai's attitude, Lao Feng was not satisfied.

Men are the most accurate to see men.

This man has no Shen Lingyu in his heart at all.