Xia Anyan was amused.
Actually, she really didn't care anymore. The reason she said these things was to make them feel happier and more relaxed.
Unexpectedly, this attempt to divert attention was so successful that it led to a misunderstanding.
Xia Anyan smiled and nodded: "Grandma, I know."
After chatting, Xia Anyan also learned about the two people's identities.
At first, she didn't pay attention, but now she was utterly shocked.
The old man's surname was Zhao, a very common surname, but his given name was Zhao Jingwen, and the old woman's name was Su Hongmei. (This is fictional; please do not take it personally.)
What does that mean? It means roughly the original, the progenitor.
These two old men were two very impressive people from the book she had read.
In the late 1970s, they developed a set of scientific research materials based on their own abilities, were recruited by the state, became pillars of the nation, and their names spread far and wide.
However, the original owner had already died by then, and the place where the original owner was buried was the same place where these two people had been sent down to the countryside. They even helped sweep the grave.
Xia Anyan looked at the two of them with great admiration: "Grandpa Zhao, Grandma Su, you are the same. Who says that teaching and nurturing can only be done in schools? Can't your knowledge be used to teach others? Can't you do other things?"
"Now, the country is in dire need of reconstruction everywhere. I believe that with your abilities, you will surely achieve something and help the country."
Zhao Jingwen and Su Hongmei exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.
They had never imagined such a thing, and now they were hearing it from a little girl.
To be honest, they all felt somewhat ashamed.
“Girl, you’re smart. I’ve remembered what you just said.”
Zhao Jingwen's gaze towards Xia Anyan changed.
At first, Zhao Jingwen just thought the girl was nice and could chat with them, which would make them feel better.
Now, Zhao Jingwen treats her as his junior.
"Little girl, are you going back to your grandfather's place this time?" Zhao Jingwen asked, looking at her with interest.
Xia Anyan nodded: "Yes, now my grandfather is my only family. As for the others, they are not really related to me."
However, this time when she goes back, she also wants to see how her scumbag father and his little sweetheart are doing.
Those two schemed against her, and now they've been schemed against in return. Shouldn't they be demoted?
Zhao Jingwen took out a small notebook from his pocket and wrote something in it.
“Here you go,” he said, then, fearing Xia Anyan might not understand, he explained, “This is our address. When you have time in the future, go there and visit us.”
“Our son and daughter are not around, and our grandchildren are also busy and rarely have time to come back to see us. As long as you come, my wife and I will welcome you.”
This was an invitation, and Xia Anyan certainly wouldn't refuse.
She nodded in agreement.
They chatted and laughed along the way, often getting together for meals and conversation. The two elderly people were in good spirits, and Xia Anyan was also very happy.
When it was time to part ways, Zhao Jingwen was still a little reluctant.
They were getting off at the next stop. Looking at the two young people, he wished he could catch up with them himself: "You two, don't forget what I told you before, remember to come find me anytime."
Xia Anyan waved to him: "I understand, Grandpa Zhao."
Outside the train station, Grandpa Xia was already waiting.
They met the old man as soon as they got off the train.
Xia Anyan waved her hand: "Grandpa, I'm here."
Grandpa Xia quickened his pace and saw his beloved granddaughter.
Seeing that her face was a little dark and the clothes she was wearing were... his eyes reddened with heartache.
"You've lost weight. You've gotten darker. My granddaughter, you...you've suffered so much."
The old man's voice choked with emotion; he was afraid his granddaughter would dislike him, so he didn't dare to cry out loud.
Xia Anyan also felt a bit choked up.
There's a kind of love called, "Grandpa thinks you've lost weight."
Oh, Grandpa is so adorable!
"Grandpa, I'm not thin at all. Look, my new clothes are a size too big, and I still feel they're not spacious enough."
"Also, look at my arm, it's not black, I deliberately painted my face black."
"Oh, Grandpa, I'm really fine, don't worry about me. Look, who's this?" Xia Anyan tugged at Grandpa Xia's sleeve and pleaded.
Seeing that he was still crying, Xia Anyan pulled Gu Shen to her side as well.
She even winked at him, telling him to make sure he kept the old man happy.
Gu Shen felt helpless, but still stepped forward with a smile.
Standing in front of Grandpa Xia, he gave a military salute: "Grandpa, I am Gu Shen."
Grandpa Xia wiped away his tears, looked at the tall man in front of him, and became more and more satisfied.
Although the guy is dark-skinned and doesn't quite match his adorable granddaughter, he's tall, good-looking, and most importantly, has a good physique, making him seem like a good person.
Unlike his son, who will definitely treat Guai Guai well in the future.
"Good lad," he said, patting Gu Shen on the shoulder, "It's been so many years, I didn't expect you to have grown so much."
"But you're not being fair, kid. All these years, you haven't come back to visit this old man. You've been stuck in the army the whole time. Are you that busy?"
The old man spoke, deliberately putting on a stern face.
Gu Shen froze, unsure of what to say.
He wanted to come, but every time he wrote to Yan Yan, she refused.
He didn't want to upset Yan Yan, so he...
Old Master Xia understood perfectly well; he simply wanted to bring this matter to light.
"Alright, stop standing there like an idiot and let's go. Can't you see everyone's looking this way?"
Grandpa Xia waved his hand and led the people onto the oxcart.
That's right, he sent someone to pick him up in an oxcart this time.
The oxcart moved slowly, allowing them to appreciate the scenery along the way.
After walking a short distance, Grandpa Xia looked at Xia Anyan, hesitant to speak.
It seems there's something she can't say.
Xia Anyan felt somewhat helpless, thinking that the old man was worrying too much.
"Grandpa, just say what you want to say. There's no need for this between us." Xia Anyan moved closer to the old man, rested her head on his shoulder, and even found a comfortable spot to snuggle against him.
Grandpa Xia hesitated for a while before finally speaking: "Sigh. I shouldn't have told you about this, but I felt... after all, he's your father, so I had to tell you."
When Grandpa Xia spoke, he looked at Xia Anyan, afraid that she would get angry.
Xia Anyan didn't react much; she just quietly rested on the old man's shoulder.
Seeing her so calm, the old man was at a loss for words.
this……
"Yanyan?"
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