After Zheng Tiansen left, Congcong was left alone in the compound.
Fortunately, he has become more familiar with Zheng's grandparents, uncles and aunts in the past few days, and they are no longer strangers.
It’s just that mom and dad are not around, and although the little guy doesn’t say it, he is still very anxious and worried in his heart.
Zheng's father and Zheng Tianbao still have to go to work, and Zheng Tianxin also has to go to school, so the burden of taking care of Congcong falls on grandmother Zeng Yu.
Zeng Yu was very envious of the neighbors in the compound who often played with their grandchildren.
Now she has a grandson to take care of, which makes her particularly motivated.
In Zeng Yu's opinion, children should not stay at home all day long, they should go out and play more often.
Just this morning, after breakfast, she took her grandson out for a walk.
When Linglong and Zheng Tiansen were still at home, Zeng Yu brought Congcong out, so many people in the compound already knew that this was their grandson.
Congcong is good-looking and well-behaved, and is very popular with older elders.
Even little girls around his age like to play with him.
There is an area in the compound for everyone to play.
Zeng Yu often sits here and chats with neighbors, and then watches Congcong play with other children.
She felt comfortable and fulfilled during such days.
There was no child in the family before, and after the family members went to work and school, she felt lonely and bored at home alone.
Now that Congcong is here, she has something to do.
Children are forgetful. Once they start playing, Congcong will temporarily forget about her parents, so Zeng Yu is more willing to take her out more often.
In the evening, after lunch, Zeng Yu took his grandson out again. Before he reached the place where they usually went for activities, he met an acquaintance.
"Mr. Deng, are you coming out for a walk?" Zeng Yu stopped with a smile on his face.
"Yes, my legs and feet are getting worse and worse. I'd like to walk more often while I can still do so." The old man had gray hair and didn't look very well.
Seeing Congcong beside him, the old man's expression became even more kind. "What is this?"
"This is my grandson, Congcong." Zeng Yu said with a smile.
"Congcong?" The old man's eyes lit up. "I'm so old now, I don't even remember you having a grandson." His poor father had lost his grandson, whose nickname was Congcong. If he were still alive, he would be this old.
"Over three years old."
Linglong once took Congcong to the hospital for a check-up and found out Congcong's exact age.
When he heard that Congcong was three years old, the old man looked at him more eagerly.
But before he could say anything, a surprised voice came from the side.
"Congcong, Mom."
Zeng Yu and the others looked over and saw Linglong walking towards them quickly with a smile.
"Mom." Congcong immediately broke free from his grandmother's hand and ran towards Linglong.
Linglong picked up Congcong, also looking happy. "Do you miss your mother?"
"Yeah." Congcong nodded vigorously.
"Mr. Deng, this is my Tiansen's wife. Linglong and Congcong are their children."
Looking at the harmonious appearance of the couple and listening to Zeng Yu's explanation, Mr. Deng felt disappointed.
If his daughter Rourou were still alive, and his grandson Congcong, it would probably be such a harmonious picture.
Linglong came over holding Congcong, and put Congcong down as soon as she got to her. There was no other way, the child was well-nourished now and felt particularly heavy in her hands.
"Linglong, this is Mr. Deng from our yard." Considering that Mr. Deng is much older than Zheng's father, but a little younger than uncle, Zeng Yu and his wife usually call him that.
"Hello, Mr. Deng." Linglong smiled and nodded.
"Hello, Xiao Zeng, you guys go shopping, I'll go back first." Old Deng smiled at Zeng Yu.
"Okay, Mr. Deng, take care."
Linglong asked curiously only after Mr. Deng and his companions left.
"Mom, who is this?"
"Remember when I told you about this one time, about a young girl named Deng Rou in the courtyard who married the wrong man and died shortly after giving birth. The man she married quickly remarried, and not long after that, Deng Rou's child disappeared?"
Linglong immediately remembered. "I remember."
"Ah, it wasn't easy for Elder Deng. He had several children, but some died in battle, and some went over there. He was left with only a little girl like Deng Rou. And now, he lost his own son. Elder Deng used to be in good health, but now he looks much older."
Linglong also sighed.
But this was someone else's business, so they just expressed their feelings for a while.
After saying this, Linglong shared the good news with her mother-in-law.
"Mom, the school agreed to let me move out."
"Oh, that's great."
Linglong looked down at Congcong again. "Congcong, from now on, mommy will be able to accompany you every day."
Congcong was also very happy.
When they arrived at their daily activities place, Congcong enthusiastically introduced it to the other children.
“This is my mother.”
"My mother will be able to accompany me from now on."
Zeng Yu sighed to Linglong after hearing this. "No matter what time it is, children always miss their parents the most."
Linglong was so soft-hearted.
Zeng Yu had her grandson and daughter-in-law by her side, and she felt even more proud in front of her neighbors today.
When I got home, I would still ask if Linglong had eaten, otherwise I would ask Aunt Wei to make some midnight snack.
Linglong didn't eat before she came back, but it was past mealtime and she wasn't hungry, so she didn't bother Aunt Wei.
Her husband was not at home and she had not been home for several days. Today, for the first time ever, she slept with Congcong in her old room.
She also kindly told her son stories and sang lullabies.
Linglong didn't go to bed until she coaxed her son to sleep.
Before going to bed, Zeng Yu and her husband would chat for a while. When they talked about their daughter-in-law coming home to live with them, they were both very happy. However, when Zeng Yu mentioned what happened with Mr. Deng today, Zheng's father also sighed.
Since Deng Rou got married and passed away soon after giving birth, almost no one in the compound knew what name she gave her child.
Otherwise, the Zheng couple would definitely have some associations.
As for Mr. Deng, he returned home in a depressed mood, and then took out his daughter's photo and looked at it over and over again.
"Rou Rou, it's all Dad's fault. If only I hadn't let you marry that bastard Sun Junsheng, Cong Cong is gone too. Dad is so sorry for you."
"Rou Rou, Daddy Rou Rou, Daddy misses you so much." The old man hugged the photo frame and burst into tears.
Hearing the noise, the staff who stayed at home rushed over, fearing that the elderly man would be too excited and faint or have a seizure.
After the staff coaxed Mr. Deng to lie down and covered him with a blanket, the staff left with a sigh, cursing Sun Junsheng several times in their hearts.
Deng Laoqi was deeply shocked by the death of his daughter and the disappearance of his grandson. He fell ill several times and rarely went out on weekdays. He was even less concerned about the various things happening in the compound.
Otherwise, he would know that the child he met who had the same nickname as his grandson was not the Zheng family's biological grandson.
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