In their past lives, Liu Feng was not only the apple of his grandparents' eye, but also received just as much love and affection as Liu Yue.
During holidays, Grandpa or Grandma would always bring a full load of gifts, which were all snacks and treats that Liu Feng loved.
Moreover, most of the clothes that Liu Feng and his siblings wore when they were young were made by their maternal grandmother on a sewing machine, with every stitch and thread containing her love.
At this moment, Liu Feng, reborn, stood before his maternal grandmother. Her familiar yet slightly unfamiliar face was filled with unbelievable surprise and emotion: "Is this really my eldest grandson, Liu Feng?"
Her tone was extremely excited.
“Grandma, it’s me!” Liu Feng replied, his voice trembling slightly. He looked at his grandma’s concerned eyes and felt a pang of sadness.
His maternal grandmother was the best maternal grandmother he had ever met in this world.
But in her previous life, Grandma lived a miserable old age. She was bullied by her daughter-in-law and eventually became paralyzed on one side, lying in the hospital and dying because she couldn't swallow food.
Grandma held Liu Feng's hand tightly, her smile full of love: "My eldest grandson is so handsome, he makes people want to love him."
After exchanging pleasantries, the family...
Liu Changqing unloaded a bag of gifts from his bicycle. Inside were a large whole pig's hind leg, two bottles of wine, several packets of candy, and so on.
Seeing this, Grandpa said reproachfully, "Changqing, why are you carrying so much stuff? You'll have to take it back with you. We'll be happy as long as you and Qunfang live your lives well."
As he spoke, he led everyone into the house; Grandpa's house was quite large.
Upon entering, there is a two-section courtyard with a total of nine rooms. After passing through the gatehouse, corner courtyard, and main hall, everyone arrived at the main courtyard.
Then we entered the side room of the main house and first paid our respects to our great-grandfather, He Jun.
I gently pushed open the door; the room was very deep.
There is a window, but the sunlight is completely blocked by the wall next door, making the inside dark without the lights on.
He Jun was sitting in a chair by the window, holding a stove, and dozing off with his eyes closed.
He is almost eighty years old, his health is deteriorating, and he is afraid of noise and the sound of firecrackers outside.
"Grandpa, Happy New Year! We wish you good health and a long life!" He Qunfang and Liu Changqing said gently.
He Jun slowly opened his eyes, smiled when he saw them, nodded and said, "Okay, okay, Happy New Year to you too."
"Grandpa, look who's coming to see you now!"
He Qunfang said softly, then turned to Liu Feng, "Quickly kowtow to your great-grandfather and wish him a Happy New Year!"
"Great-Grandpa, it's me, Liu Feng. I'm back to wish you a Happy New Year!" After saying that, Liu Feng kowtowed deeply.
If it weren't for his great-grandfather's long journey to send him to Qingfeng Temple, where Zhang Shanyun took him as a disciple, there would be no Liu Feng today.
Great-grandfather He Jun always doted on his eldest granddaughter He Qunfang and took great care of Liu Feng's family.
According to He Qunfang, her husband's family was quite poor when she first got married, and her family often helped her. Once, her great-grandfather, He Jun, personally delivered a large jar of lard to her, leaning on a cane.
At that time, He Qunfang happened to be working outside, and no one was home.
My great-grandfather left a jar of lard at the neighbor's house, gave a few instructions, and went home leaning on his cane without even drinking a sip of water.
When He Qunfang returned home, she heard from her neighbors about how her grandfather had come to visit her and then left. When she opened the jar and saw that it was full of lard, she cried.
At that moment, when He Jun saw Liu Feng standing in front of him, his eyes immediately lit up. He struggled to stand up, and He Qunfang quickly stepped forward to help him.
He Jun looked Liu Feng up and down, his eyes full of joy: "Good, good, it's good that you're back!"
"How is your master, Master Zhang, doing?" He Jun asked with concern.
“My master passed away last year,” Liu Feng replied, a hint of sorrow in his eyes.
"Ah!" He Jun sighed softly, revealing his longing and regret for Master Zhang.
"The rest of you can go ahead and get busy. Let Liu Feng stay here and have a good talk with me," He Jun said to the others present.
"Okay, Grandpa, you two can chat all you want." He Qunfang helped her grandfather sit down and then led her family out of the room.
“How did your master pass away? Tell me about it,” He Jun demanded.
“Okay,” Liu Feng began to recount in detail the details of his master’s life and the circumstances of his passing.
The two chatted in the room for a long time until He Jun seemed a little sleepy.
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