"Really dead." I added.

My grandfather looked at me in amazement. His eyes were full of pity and incomprehension. He asked me, how did Li Shaoqiu die? I took a deep breath and told my grandfather how Li Shaoqiu kidnapped me and how he was killed by the police. To me, Li Shaoqiu is a villain, a villain who repays kindness with vengeance. But I know that Li Shaoqiu has other meanings for his grandfather. Maybe, for the sake of money, Li Shaoqiu has done enough to please his grandfather. He gives his grandfather a misunderstanding and illusion, and makes him think that Li Shaoqiu still has advantages.

But the truth is the truth.

"I can't believe it. Xiao Li has a sweet mouth. " Grandfather sighed heavily to express his regret.

"Grandfather, what I said is true."

"I know, ah... Li Shaoqiu is still capable... He can't help it!" Grandfather still appears sad, he waved his hand to me, "since other people are no longer there, then, the money invested in him, I do not want to get back."

Knowing the cause of Li Shaoqiu's death, there was a cloud on his grandfather's face. When I got to Taolin, my grandfather got out of the car with my help. My stomach was even more hungry, and I didn't eat much at noon. Seeing the scenery of Taolin, grandfather's mood was a little bit slow. He said the scenery here is unique.

After entering the room, grandfather sat down, and he regained his tired look“ I want to have some tea

"All right." I quickly boil water and make tea.

Grandfather drank a mouthful, praised the tea is good to drink, and said that tea is also special.

"I didn't buy tea on the market, I baked it myself."

About that, Lawson knows. When I made tea, I was interested in picking peach leaves, washing them, drying them, baking them. I didn't learn from anyone. I just read some online tutorials. However, the roasted peach leaves are soaked in boiling water, and the tea tastes good when they are a little cool. The first good experience, let me more confident, with peach leaves baked better tea. Xie Ying has drunk the tea I made, and she said it was good.

Grandfather was very satisfied. He praised me for living. I'll take this opportunity to clean the room. My grandfather was talking to Lawson in the hall. I can't hear what they said, but it's certain that they talked about speculation.

I used the fastest time to finish finishing, and rushed into the kitchen. Older people are even more hungry. I'm already hungry, so my grandfather is even more hungry. I made congee, boiled eggs, made some soft scallion cakes, and used the preserved bean curd and preserved egg left in the refrigerator to make a preserved bean curd. I took out the pickled cucumber and stewed meat in the refrigerator to heat up, and the rich dinner was ready.

My grandfather even said yes. He looked at the fragrant scallion oil cake and sighed again, saying that my grandmother was good at baking scallion oil cake“ In those days, there was a great shortage of materials. Good things could not be bought at all. Rice and free food all depended on food stamps. Every month, I can only get a small amount of flour. But your grandmother will make a living. He grows millet and scallions in the corner of the house, uses tung oil instead of soybean oil, and asks for some lard. The scallion oil cake baked in this way is still soft and fragrant

He said my pancakes tasted like Grandma. I agree with you. I learned the craft of pancakes from my mother not long ago. My mother, of course, is my grandmother. Grandfather likes to eat, so I'll do more later.

"It's good to have porridge." My grandfather drank two bowls in a row.

He is very happy to eat, grandfather's appetite is good, 90 people, teeth are also very good, marinated meat and eggs and so on can chew.

After dinner, he talked to Lawson about the ranches in Vietnam. He didn't say it clearly, but the implication was that he wanted lowerson to go to the South African capital of Johannesburg for him. He said it could be authorized. Anyway, he is a daughter, and the legacy will be my mother's. But my mother has only one daughter, and her legacy is still left to me. And Lawson is my spouse, and he has the right to inherit.

Grandfather leisurely asked luoweisen: "this matter, count me to ask you."

He used the word "request" and his age made him feel obliged to agree. He said immediately: "grandfather, of course, it's me. In fact, even if you don't tell me, I'll take my place in this trip. "

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