Grandpa Si looked at Rong Qing with pleading gratitude, his voice choking several times: "Qing, Qing girl, thank you, thank you, if it weren't for you, we, we would never know until we die that we actually have a grandson alive in this world!
He will definitely leave this world with endless regrets, and the remaining bloodline of our Si family will be tortured to death." After a pause, he said with some difficulty: "You, can you calculate where he is, my poor grandson? Please calculate it, Grandpa Si!"
Rong Qing hurriedly supported Grandpa Si who was about to kneel down to her. She really couldn't bear it. Such a people's hero who deserved everyone's admiration should not, should not encounter such things. He spent his whole life protecting the people. He should have a happy old age.
"Grandpa Si, please don't be like this. I will tell you everything I know. It's in Pangjiazhuang, a suburb of Beijing. There's a crooked apricot tree in the eighth yard of the village. It's called Gouwazi." Glancing at Grandpa Si and Grandma Si, she thought for a moment and then said:
"He doesn't have a real name. He's waiting for you to give him one. He never has one because he deserves the best."
After saying that, he reached out and took Grandma Si's hand, soothing her softly, "Grandma Si, don't be sad. After all, good times have come. Isn't everything developing for the better? The most important thing for you now is to find your daughter-in-law and go take your eldest grandson home together."
Even though this courtyard house has been completely renovated over the years, Grandma Si still prepared rooms for her children, which are fully equipped with daily necessities.
She even made new clothes for them every season and cleaned the house herself every day, as if they were just out and too busy to come back, and she, as their mother, was worried and waiting at home.
Grandpa Si patted Grandma Si's frail back and said, "My dear, Qing is right. We should go and pick up our daughter-in-law and eldest grandson."
He asked Rong Qing uncertainly, "Qing girl, if we come here so rashly, will it disturb the child's mother's life?"
"No, she has never been married, but she also fell out with that vicious sister. She has been looking for her son for years. She is very haggard and has a hard time every day.
I miss my child all night long. I'm only forty years old and half my hair is already white. I keep blaming myself for not being able to protect my son and trusting the wrong person and letting a wolf into my house...
While feeling guilty about you two, she actually came many times to secretly stand under the big tree outside the door to see you two, especially during the Spring Festival, when she would kneel there and kowtow to you two.
Grandma Si's tears, which had been slightly controlled, burst out again: "What a good child, what a good child! If our eldest son were alive, the young couple would definitely be very loving, and we would also have such a good daughter-in-law." Suddenly she reached out and tightly grasped Grandpa Si's hand:
"Old man, you must bring your daughter-in-law back. It's us, our family, who owes her this. Why, why doesn't this child know how to show up? Otherwise, she wouldn't have suffered all these years alone!"
She turned around and looked at Rong Qing pleadingly: "Qing girl, Grandma Si is begging you, please, please come with us, okay?"
Rong Qing felt uncomfortable seeing her like this. In fact, the reason why she told him everything she knew was to prevent her from being stimulated in the future. Instead of being stimulated again and again, it would be better to get it done in one go.
She didn't want to know so much, but she studied too seriously and ended up becoming a master on her own.
Grandpa Si found clothes for the two of them, quickly put them on, and hurried out following Rong Qing.
First, it was the residence of the second elder's daughter-in-law. When standing outside a courtyard, Grandpa Si was a little surprised:
"Isn't this Xiao Qi's home?"
Qi Yuan used to be a purchasing agent in the kitchen of his military region. He had met him a few times, and he was always extremely respectful when he saw him.
Grandma Si: "Do you know the owner of this house?"
"Yes, it was the home of Qi Yuan, the kitchen buyer. That was more than ten years ago. It was raining heavily that day, and I met him on the way, so I gave him a ride back. I have some impression of it."
Rong Qing has already knocked on the door.
About two minutes later, the door was opened from the inside, and a slender, weather-beaten woman came out. Her gentle face showed a look of panic and surprise when she saw them. She looked a little helpless, and her thin shoulders were shaking a little.
Grandpa Si and Grandma Si could tell from her behavior that the person in front of them was their daughter-in-law whom they had never met.
When she turned around and tried to escape, Grandma Si stepped forward quickly, stumbled, and almost fell. She was supported by her mother, and her hand was pulled. Grandma Si's hands trembled with excitement, and she stammered for a long time before she uttered the words that were stuck in her throat:
"You, what's your name?"
She didn't dare to look up, her lowered eyes were filled with guilt, her voice choked with sobs: "My name is Qi Rong."
Grandma Rong looked at her with tears in her eyes, and all her emotions turned into one sentence: "You have worked hard!"
Seeing that they were all a little excited, Rong Qing followed them into the house. After their emotions calmed down a little, she felt that she still had to be efficient, so she explained the purpose of this trip very calmly.
Although it was a little inappropriate for an outsider like her to say this, the two elderly people who were accompanying her, including Grandpa Si, who always remained calm in the face of adversity, tilted their heads and wiped their tears with a handkerchief.
It is very harmful to the health of the elderly if their emotions fluctuate too much.
Hearing this, Qi Rong could no longer remain calm. He stood up and almost in one stride came to Rong Qing and excitedly grabbed her arm:
"Really? Seriously? My son, he, he, is still alive, right outside Beijing. How is that possible? How could he be so close? Why, she lied to me, lied to me. Didn't she say she threw him into the mountains thousands of miles away?"
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