Uncle Fu didn't expect that Grandma Fu would come out and talk about this. He looked at her with a dazed look on his face: "Qiong Fang."
He really felt that he hadn't seen her for a long time. Even after so many years and even after going through so many things, Grandma Fu had grown old and looked much more haggard.
But that doesn't prevent her from being Mr. Fu's white moonlight.
Uncle Fu looked at Grandma Fu with a slightly absent-minded look.
Grandma Fu frowned. She always felt that her eldest brother looked at her strangely.
This was how Grandpa Fu looked at her before the Fu family fell.
Later, when Grandpa Fu got into trouble, he stood at their door for a long time, looking at her with the same look.
The two hadn't seen each other for so many years, and when they met again, he still looked at her with the same look.
Grandma Fu didn't think that her charm was too great, but rather that she felt particularly disgusted.
He did everything by himself, and in the end, he looked at her with a loving look as if he couldn't bear to leave her. It was really disgusting.
Grandma Fu didn't want to pay attention to Grandpa Fu. She looked at the village chief and said, "Village chief, I haven't asked you for anything in all these years, but today, I want you to listen to how our family has survived all these years."
She actually didn't want to open that scar. The matter had finally passed, and it would still be very sad to bring it up again.
Grandma Fu said, "For so many years, because of the landlord label, we have always kept a low profile. My family has been almost wiped out by the Great Movement, with some dying and some falling ill. Of all the people in our family, only this old man, me, and my two grandsons are left."
She paused and continued, "Our family is now penniless. All our property has been donated to the country. My husband, my son, and my daughter-in-law all died in that turmoil. If it weren't for my two grandchildren, I wouldn't be surviving alone."
This was Grandma Fu’s real thought. If Fu Jingyu and Xiaohua were not too young, she would definitely go with her family.
Living in this world is painful, it’s better to be dead.
Qiao Shu pursed his lips, feeling sorry for Grandma Fu. He walked over and patted her back comfortingly.
Grandma Fu looked at her with cloudy eyes, telling her to be at ease.
She continued, "I'm an old woman with two children. You can imagine what life was like for me. During the most difficult years, my family only had one meal a day, and we still couldn't get enough."
Their lives have always been hard, but they never tell anyone.
Qiao Shu didn't expect that they had lived this kind of life before.
But it's quite normal when you think about it. Fu Jingyu has been a young master since he was a child and has always lived a life of luxury.
The family changed suddenly, and he was only a teenager, what could he do?
She looked at Fu Jingyu with eyes that couldn't hide her heartache.
Fu Jingyu shook his head silently at her. He felt that God had been so cruel to him in the first half of his life just to send Qiao Shu to him.
Thinking about it this way, it’s quite worth it.
When Grandma Fu talked about the sad things, her voice choked and she almost couldn't stand.
She looked at the village chief and continued, "This kind of life continued until our Jingyu grew up and was able to earn work points. Only then did we stop eating only one meal a day."
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