Cheng Mingzhong and Zhou Nanguang greeted Grandpa Cheng first. Cheng Aimin had rarely seen his grandfather, and was frightened by the old man's majestic aura. He hid behind Wang Da and dared not say a word.

Wang Da pulled his son, glared at him, and whispered, "Look at you, you're such a coward."

Then he turned around and smiled and greeted Old Man Cheng: "Dad, it's been many years since we last met. You haven't changed at all in spirit. You look better than before."

Old Master Cheng smiled kindly and looked at Cheng Aimin behind Wang Da: "Is this the third child? He has grown up, not bad."

Before Sheng An Ning could say hello, An An rushed over first and hugged the old man's legs: "Hello, great-grandfather, you are so tall, can I hug An An?"

Grandma's little voice, her little hands raised high, and her little face like little petals full of smiles.

Old Master Cheng was stunned for a moment, then he looked down at the little creature in front of his legs. He didn't react for a moment. After a while, he instinctively bent down, reached out and pinched An An's armpits, then picked her up.

It's such a soft little thing, I didn't dare to use any force.

Mr. Cheng hadn't held such a young child in his arms for many years, and he didn't even know how to communicate with such a young child. Looking at the soft and tender An An in his arms, his heart softened and the smile on his face deepened: "Are you little An An?"

Although he had never met the children, Sheng An Ning had written to him before and told him about the situation of the three children.

This only girl can only be An An.

An An put his little arms around his great-grandfather's neck. His little face was full of surprise and his eyes were wide open. "Wow, great-grandfather is so awesome. I am An An."

Sheng Anning and Zhou Shixun also carried Momo and Zhouzhou over: "Grandpa, this is Zhouzhou, Shixun is holding Momo."

After looking at the two children, Old Master Cheng nodded repeatedly: "Good, very good, look how good they are, chubby and strong, they will be good soldiers in the future."

Zhou Zhou called out "great-grandfather" in a lively voice. Mo Mo was quiet for a long time before calling out in a rather steady manner, "Hello, great-grandfather."

Old Master Cheng nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'm very happy to see you."

I have spent most of my life in the army and seldom went home, let alone enjoyed family happiness. I thought I just didn’t like children, but now seeing the three little ones, I suddenly feel that it’s nice to have grandchildren.

After some greetings, Cheng Mingzhong suggested that everyone sit in the private room.

After sitting down, An An ran to be held by Grandpa Cheng again, and kept talking to him: "Great Grandpa, Great Grandpa, is my skirt beautiful?"

"Great-grandfather, you haven't seen An An."

Finally, he added: "Great-grandfather, great-grandfather, Youmi has brought a gift for An'an."

This sentence stumped Mr. Cheng. He had no concept of home. He always felt that his children had grown up and started their own families, leaving him alone, and he was just happy and free.

After a long time, I forgot about preparing gifts for the children.

Sheng An Ning quickly stuffed two fruit candies into An An's mouth, which finally shut her up. She had never seen An An so clingy to someone she had just met before.

The adults also had time to start chatting.

Cheng Mingzhong asked the old man how long he would stay in Beijing this time.

Old Master Cheng thought about it and said, "I should be able to stay here until the end of the year. I'm old enough to not accept my age. Now that I'm retired and have nothing to do, I'll stay here for a while longer."

Wang Da felt a little regretful: "The place at home is too small, why don't you stay at home?"

Old Master Cheng didn't care: "It's fine for me to live in a nursing home. It's good to have someone to play chess with me."

Then he looked at Zhou Nanguang and asked, "Is your father in good health?"

Zhou Nanguang nodded: "Not bad, I have nothing to do after retirement, so I play chess and take walks with my old comrades."

Old Master Cheng sighed and said, "I haven't seen your father for 20 or 30 years."

Sheng An Ning was not surprised that the old man and Zhou Shuanglu also knew each other, but from the tone of their voices, it seemed that there was no gap between them, and her doubts deepened.

After that, the atmosphere was very harmonious and we chatted about some family matters.

As a junior, Sheng Anning quietly accompanied the three children for dinner and chatted with Cheng Aimin from time to time.

The meal didn't take long, and ended at around eight o'clock. Mr. Cheng's face was obviously tired.

The group helped Mr. Cheng get into the car and watched it leave.

Wang Da was relieved: "Dad looks really good. He flew here early in the morning and he's still holding on until now."

Cheng Mingzhong said nothing and went to say goodbye to Zhou Nanguang: "Be careful on your way. I won't see you off."

Zhou Nanguang waved his hand: "You are too polite. We are not far away. We can just walk back slowly."

On the way back, An An was being stubborn and refused to walk, insisting that his dad carry him. Zhou Zhou and Mo Mo, on the other hand, shook their arms and demanded to walk by themselves.

Zhou Nanguang sighed: "Time flies. The last time I saw the old man was when Shi Xun and Luan Cheng were born. I was also in Longbei at that time."

Sheng Anning was surprised: "Dad, it turns out you knew my grandpa so early."

Zhou Nanguang nodded: "Yes, but we only met briefly a few times."

Moreover, at that time, Mr. Cheng seemed to have a prejudice against him, or he just had a hot temper and his attitude was not very good.

Unlike this time, the old man's edges have been smoothed out over the years.

Before going to bed at night, Sheng An Ning was still thinking: "Do you think it was Grandpa who did it? If it was him, why did he do it?"

Zhou Shixun put his hand over her eyes and said, "Sleep well, you will understand it later."

Sheng An Ning couldn't wait any longer, so she pulled Zhou Shixun's hand away, sat up and looked at Zhou Shixun with some excitement: "If it was really Grandpa who signaled his men to instruct the mother and son of the Lin family to make trouble, then Grandpa is also an indirect murderer who killed our mother."

Zhou Shixun looked at Sheng Anning quietly, not quite understanding what she meant.

Sheng An Ning clapped her hands: "If this is the case, I am the granddaughter of the murderer who killed my mother. Will you separate from me? After all, it involves a grudge between life and death?"

Zhou Shixun looked at his wife with an indescribable look. What was he thinking about, staying up all night?

"No, it has nothing to do with you. The matter has not been clarified yet. Even if it was your grandfather who did something, what does it have to do with you?"

Sheng An Ning sighed: "But it's written in the book that the hero tortures the heroine in every way because of a grudge in his previous life. The heroine wants to escape but can't, and cries every day."

Zhou Shixun looked at the puzzled Sheng An Ning with a face full of question marks. He understood every word she said, so why couldn't he understand when she put them together into a sentence?

Reach out and hug the person directly. You still can't be too idle...