The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

But Su Changsheng just didn't believe it.

"Little three," he said, lying on the back seat of the car and facing the third grandson driving in front, "there is something strange in this matter. Grandpa thought it was too coincidental."

Coincidence?

Are you unwilling to believe this fact?

But Su Xiaosan didn't dare to say that.

"Why do you say that, Grandpa?" The right way to open a good grandson.

"Intuition." As soon as master Su finished speaking, he received the white eyes of his own grandson.

It seems that his father didn't give up when he saw grandma's grave, or did he believe that grandma didn't die.

However, he also seems to feel a little strange.

As for why it was strange, Su ziqiao couldn't say for a moment.

"Don't you think that man is a little strange?" Mr. Su said, "I don't want to be a farmer at all."

But the clothes and the place where they live are all dressed up by countrymen.

Being reminded by the old man, Su ziqiao also felt a little strange.

"There is another more important place." Mr. Su said, pausing here and showing a meaningful smile, "the Phoenix in your grandmother's name is not the phoenix of the Phoenix, but the wind, the wind of wind and rain."

But what is written on Tian Wanfeng's tombstone is still Feng.

Except for him and Tian Wanfeng's family, no one else knew this, including her two personal servant girls in those years.

If Tian Wanfeng really died, it is impossible that even her children do not know her mother's real name.

"Do you mean that this person is a fake?" Su ziqiao asked suspiciously, "but what is his purpose?"

In order to pretend to be his grandmother, he specially built a tomb and even encouraged people in a village to lie together? Why is such a big cost?

This old man Su doesn't know.

But now I think that the man's eyebrows and eyes are even a little like Tian Wanfeng, and then I think it's fake, I feel sick.

"Disgusting? This is just the beginning." The man stood on the second floor of the villa and looked at the scenery outside, laughing and saying, "Su Changsheng, this is just the beginning. Let's wait and see. The good play is still ahead."

Mr. Su didn't know this, "turn around and go to Qinshi."

"What are you doing in Qinshi?" Su ziqiao asked.

"I'm going to see my granddaughter." Mr. Su said righteously.

Granddaughter?

Is that their little sister-in-law?

"Grandpa, you can really be sure that your little sister-in-law is your granddaughter? My cousin?" Su ziqiao asked.

"Not sure." Still so straightforward.

Su ziqiao, "..."

Can you chat happily?

"If I'm not sure, I can't recognize my granddaughter?" Old Su glanced at Su ziqiao and said.

"Also, I'll call her Ling Ling or sister-in-law in the future. What little sister-in-law? I haven't promised." Old man Su glared angrily at his third grandson.

There is no consciousness to be a brother at all. Any big tailed wolf took his sister away, and he just looked at it and didn't care. It's really unpromising.

Unpromising third grandson, "..."

Do you want people to live? My position here in grandpa is getting lower and lower.

It seems that this far fragrant and near smelly words are all right. I knew he should learn from his brothers and brothers, and run far away.

Mr. Su, "..."

Do you think your brothers have a higher status?

Hehe, boy, you are still too young.