Jiang Dahai's first reaction when he saw his son, who looked depressed, being held in the arms of an old lady, was that he had met a beggar. Although he had rarely heard of children being abducted in recent years, it did not mean that there were none. It must be that his son was too handsome and well-behaved, so he was met by a beggar.
Jiang Dahai was so anxious that he rushed forward and said, "Why are you holding my child? Let him go."
Before Jiang Yilu could react, the old lady grabbed his head and buried it in her chest. He tried to speak, but the old lady didn't give him a chance.
"Who are you? I didn't see you in the car just now."
The old lady stared at the dark and strong man in front of her with vigilance. It was a joke that such a rough man could give birth to such a fair and delicate baby. Then she thought about the old man who had just sat next to her in the car. He was gentle and refined, and had a bookish air. The man in front of her did not look like his son at all.
He must be a flower-shooting guy.
In an instant, the old lady and Jiang Dahai's thoughts were synchronized.
The old lady held her grandson in one hand and stopped Jiang Yilu with the other, looking at the man opposite vigilantly. As long as the other party approached, she would scream. There were so many people coming and going around, she was not afraid of him.
The old lady was feeling anxious, but as she looked at the tall and strong figure of the other man, she encouraged herself in her heart.
Every child is the ancestor of the family. If her grandson was kidnapped, she would be very worried. The old lady thought that she must keep an eye on the baby for the old man.
"Mother-in-law, he is really my father."
Jiang Yilu finally managed to break free from the old lady's grasp, gasping for breath. The old lady's attack just now almost suffocated him to death.
"Ah——" After hearing what Jiang Yilu said, the old lady looked at Jiang Dahai, then looked at Jiang Yilu. It seemed that, maybe, probably, they were a little bit similar.
"Hey, look at me, I thought you were a beggar. I was sitting with the kid's grandfather just now, and I didn't see you. Brother, I'm so sorry."
The old lady's expression suddenly became embarrassed. She took a few steps forward, grabbed Jiang Dahai's hand, held it tightly, and kept apologizing.
Treating someone's own father as a kidnapper will become a joke if it gets out.
Jiang Dahai also realized that he might have misunderstood just now, and the two of them held hands and apologized to each other until Ruan Yuanjiang and Huo Wu came over with Ruan Ruan, and then they let go.
"Oh, old man, I've been waiting for you. Didn't we say we were going to Haicheng? I've packed all my things." Jiang Yilu only then realized that the old lady was carrying a bulging cloth bag on her back, which looked like it contained a lot of things. In addition to the big cloth bag, there were two extra-large woven bags beside her. No one knew how the old lady managed to carry so many things and get on the bus while holding a little baby.
Ruan Yuanjiang was also stunned when he saw the old lady, but when they were out and about, it didn't matter if he helped an old lady, so the group simply set off together.
"Thank you, little brother."
Jiang Dahai and Huo Wu each helped carry a woven bag, and when they got on the train, they both breathed a sigh of relief. No one knew what the old lady had put in the bag, it was very heavy, and the two grown men found it a bit difficult to carry the bag all the way to the train station.
Along the way, everyone learned about the old lady's situation through her enthusiastic conversation.
The old lady's name is Weng Hong, she is a retired worker from the textile factory in Yuchuan County. Her husband passed away a few years ago, and the old lady lives with her only son. The child she is holding is her grandson, who is three years old this year and his nickname is Chouchou.
Weng Hong has a son who works in a coal mine in the city. According to the old lady, her son is honest, filial, and very capable, and he is excellent in almost everything.
As for her daughter-in-law, Weng Hong couldn't help but praise her when she mentioned her own wife.
"Xiuxiu is very smart, but she is the only one recommended to college in our factory." Weng Hong's wife came from Haicheng and knew about it. The place where she was sent down was Weng Hong's hometown. When Weng Hong brought her son back to her hometown for the New Year, her son fell in love with the educated youth named Xiuxiu. Weng Hong always respected her children's wishes. Seeing that the girl was pretty, gentle and sensible, she agreed to their relationship without saying a word.
The girl named Xiuxiu never mentioned her parents. Weng Hong vaguely knew that her family was very patriarchal and was not very nice to her. No one from the girl's family was present at the wedding. Weng Hong not only did not mind, but felt even more sorry for the girl.
When she retired, she left the job in the textile factory to her daughter-in-law.
The textile factory was allocated two university places two years ago, and Weng Hong's daughter-in-law was one of them. She is now studying at a textile university in Haicheng. Because of her studies, she has not been home for two years. Weng Hong thought it would be bad for her grandson to not see his mother all the time, so she decided to take her grandson to Haicheng to visit her daughter-in-law at the beginning of this year. The two sacks of things were all gifts Weng Hong prepared for her daughter-in-law.
"Xiuxiu loves sweet potatoes and the bacon I made. I thought she wouldn't be able to eat well at school, so I brought them all with me. I also made a new set of clothes for Xiuxiu. I don't know if she has lost weight or gained weight, so I made it a little bigger so I can alter it if it doesn't fit."
Whenever the old lady mentioned her daughter-in-law, she would talk endlessly. She praised the woman named Xiuxiu to the fullest. Jiang Yilu had never seen this old lady like this before. She really treated her daughter-in-law like her own daughter.
Jiang Dahai and Huo Wu looked at each other. He said, "Why is the bag so heavy? It must be full of sweet potatoes." The old lady must have worked hard to carry all these things to the station by herself.
Because we bought the tickets together, we were assigned to a carriage. There were six beds in a room, separated by a small corridor, with three layers of beds, upper, middle and lower, and the quilts were neatly folded. There was also a small window in the room, through which we could see the scenery outside through the train.
They pushed all the gifts they brought under the beds, leaving space in the aisle, and everyone sat on the lower bunks to rest.
The old lady's body made the whole bed creak when she sat on it. Others were too embarrassed to sit with the old lady, so they could only send their two children to sit over.
"It's really troublesome to take the train. If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't know which train to take." As soon as the old lady sat down, she thanked several people repeatedly: "Xiu Xiu, thank you grandpa and two uncles."
The chubby little boy in her arms sniffed his nose hard and thanked them in a loud voice.
"Auntie, how did you raise your child? He is strong and sturdy, but my little baby is not like that. He eats a lot, but why can't he gain weight?"
Jiang Dahai looked at the other's grandson's dimples and fat double chin with curiosity. Chubby children are so adorable. Xiaobao is good in everything except that he is a little thin.
"What else can we do to raise it? Just feed it more. My cat can eat three bowls of rice for every meal." The old lady pointed with her fingers, looking proud.
Jiang Dahai sighed. As expected, he ate too little. He would have to let his son eat more when he got home.
"Come, come, have some apples. They were sent by my relatives from my hometown. They are crispy and sweet and very delicious." The old lady opened the large cloth bag she was carrying and took out a bag of apples in a nylon mesh bag. Each apple was as big as two fists, bright red and very tempting.
"Take it. Don't be polite with me." The old lady was very enthusiastic. Seeing that they didn't take it, she passed it to them one by one.
"They are all washed clean. It's okay to put them directly on your mouth." The old lady saw that Ruan Yuanjiang was dressed elegantly and thought that he disliked her apples, so she hurriedly explained.
"Crunch——" Seeing that she was staring at the apples in their hands, everyone could only eat them embarrassedly.
The apples were just as the old lady had said, crisp, sweet and delicious, not much worse than the superior varieties developed in later generations and sold in Jiang Yilu Space Supermarket.
"Sweet, isn't it? Old lady, I never brag."
The old lady narrowed her eyes when she saw Jiang Yilu and Ruan Ruan were eating happily, and at the same time she helped her little grandson cut the apple into cubes so that he could eat more conveniently.
"My wife also likes to eat this apple. I brought enough apples this time. One apple a day is enough for her to eat for a month or two."
Jiang Yilu looked at Xiuxiu, who was always on the old lady's lips, and couldn't help but envy that lucky woman. He wished his sister could also meet a mother-in-law like the old lady.
However, everyone has his or her own destiny. The woman named Xiuxiu was blessed in her previous life to meet a mother-in-law like Weng Hong.
"Mother-in-law, I have some candy here for my brother."
In exchange, Ruan Ruan took out a handful of candies from her bunny-shaped cloth bag and handed it to the old lady. This cloth bag was made by Dani for Ruan Ruan, and the little girl loved it so much that she refused to put it down for a moment.
"Xiu Xiu, thank you, sister."
The old lady took the candy with a smile and pushed her little grandson in her arms.
"Thank you, sister—"
Chouchou was sniffing his nose, and Jiang Yilu was really afraid that he would swallow the snot again, so he took out the handkerchief he always carried with him from his pocket and wiped it for him.
"Thank you, brother." The little fat boy held a candy in his mouth and looked up to thank Jiang Yiliu.
Although he is a dirty little fat boy, he is still very polite.
Just like that old lady, when you first get along with her, you might think she is noisy and likes to talk to herself, but now it seems that she is just an overly enthusiastic old lady, kind and enthusiastic, and after getting used to her machine gun-like speaking speed, you can still find her quite interesting.
If the old lady would stop treating his face as a toy, he would probably like her more.
Jiang Yilu felt the old lady's hands rubbing his face expressionlessly, thinking in his heart, why does an old lady of this age like to rub his face so much? He is not dough.
Jiang Yilu glanced at the "real dough" Chouchou standing next to him, and it was obvious that the boy's face was easier to pinch.
"This is compartment number seven, right?"
When everyone in the room was chatting happily, a young couple knocked on the door and walked in.
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