But to his surprise, Lin Xiaohu reluctantly withdrew his gaze, took Nian Peng's hand and walked away: "I won't sit in it, Sister Yunshu has a car at home, I don't want it at all!"
Woohoo, I really want to sit on it, I really want to see what that toy gun looks like...
Cheng Jiangnan was stunned for a moment. He had just seen the kid's eyes shining. The building looked shabby. He brought Zhuangzhuang with him when he came here, thinking that it would be easy to persuade Granny Zhang to go back to Jingbei with him. However, he did not expect to be helpless again and again.
There was nothing he could do, so he had to drive with Zhuangzhuang and follow the two children. When he arrived at the entrance of the building, he saw Grandma Zhang sitting under a big tree to enjoy the cool air, and there were a few middle-aged women sitting opposite her.
Without Xie Yunshu and Shen Subai, 놛 heaved a sigh of relief and followed Nian Peng and Lin Xiaohu with Zhuangzhuang.
"Grandma." Cheng Jiangnan greeted her, put the fruit in his hand on the small stone table between the women, and said with a smile: "Aunties, have some melon."
Aunt Liu, who was eating melon, didn't even raise her eyelids: "Who are you? You come up and call me auntie. Who calls you auntie?"
Cheng Jiangnan smiled and said, "I am grandma's grandson, my eldest brother's child. This time I came to Haicheng to pick up my grandmother to go to Beijing North. She is old, and we are worried about her living alone in Haicheng."
Aunt Liu, Aunt Lin, and Aunt Zhao, who had just returned from the cafeteria, who were sitting here, all lived upstairs and downstairs, lived close to each other, and had a good relationship. Naturally, they knew about the unfilial behavior of Grandma Zhang's sons.
Those children are not their biological children, so they don't know this.
But in their minds, your parents raised you, and if you are not filial to them, you are worse than pigs and dogs, not to mention that Grandma Zhang is such a kind and amiable old lady.
Aunt Liu's family is from Sichuan and Chongqing. She curled her lips and said, "Stupid kid, don't make up your own relatives. I've lived here for decades, but I don't know if Grandma Zhang has any great grandson!"
Aunt Lin heard Lin Cuiping scolding the man from northern Beijing yesterday, so she was naturally not in a good mood. However, she was a delicate person, so she just pulled Lin Xiaohu over and scolded him: "How many times have I told you that there are so many bad people who kidnap children nowadays! You took Nianpeng home after school and you didn't know to talk to strangers again. You will be beaten with the soles of your shoes when you go back!"
Lin Xiaohu immediately defended himself: "I didn't say anything, but this man and his fat boy insisted on following us! He asked me to ride in the car and gave us toys to play with, but I refused!"
After saying this, several people's faces changed.
Aunt Zhao rolled up her sleeves and stood up. She was stronger than Cheng Jiangnan because she kneaded dough all the year round. "Grandma Zhang said she didn't know you. You're not pretending to be a relative and coming to our building to kidnap children, are you?"
Aunt Zhao had a loud voice, and the word "kidnapping" could be heard clearly in the upper floor. The old men and women sitting nearby immediately gathered around.
Now almost every family has only one child, especially the working class, who dare not have more than one child. A child is like a treasure, and everyone will regard him or her as the apple of their eye. When they hear the word "child trafficking", no matter what their relationship with Grandma Zhang is, they will become hostile.
Cheng Jiangnan only felt that he was very versatile and cautious, and he could handle it with ease even when dealing with various leaders in Beijing North. But now facing a group of heroic old men and women, he felt that he had no way to defend himself for a while.
놛 helplessly glanced at Grandma Zhang: "Grandma."
Cheng Jiangnan looked a bit like Cheng Qingjun. For a moment, it seemed as if Grandma Zhang saw Cheng Qingjun when she was young. Her usually kind face turned cold: "I don't know you. If you appear in Tongbo Building again, or do anything bad to Nian Peng, don't blame me for being rude!"
Cheng Jiangnan sighed: "Grandma, you married Grandpa, you didn't divorce, and you raised a child. Why do you stay away from home for most of your life because of some trivial things? Is this okay? Dad is really sick, can't you just go back to see him?"
Grandma Zhang didn't say anything. Aunt Liu beside her started fanning herself with a palm-leaf fan: "Get out of here, get out of here. Who knows who you are? Your old man is dying, so why do you care about us grandmas, you fool..."
Aunt Liu's scolding was different from others. Her voice was neither loud nor sharp, and even gentle, but it had a piercing tone that could infuriate people to death. Even though Cheng Jiangnan was so patient, he turned pale with anger.
What kind of people live in this building?
Cheng Jiangnan took a deep breath, took out an old photo from his pocket and put it on the table: "My father is seriously ill and can't come, but this photo can't be faked."
This is a decades-old photo, showing a family of four, a young girl, a handsome man, and a boy.
The girl looked to be in her twenties, with a pretty face, vaguely resembling Grandma Zhang when she was young. The handsome man looked somewhat like Cheng Jiangnan, so they looked like a family no matter how you looked at them.
The women all looked at each other in bewilderment. Is this guy really Grandma Zhang's grandson? So it's also true that Grandma Zhang's son is seriously ill and wants to see his own mother?
Grandma Zhang has lived alone in the Tonglou for so many years. When she was young, Cheng Qingjun brought her two sons to visit her, but they gradually stopped communicating. So all we know is that Grandma Zhang has two sons in Beijing, but neither of them is filial.
But now my eldest son is dying, how can I, as a mother, bear not to go and see him?
Everyone who has children knows that there is no mother who is so cruel as to disown her children. No matter how cruel the children are to their mothers, the mothers are always soft-hearted...
Aunt Liu stopped fanning herself with the palm-leaf fan in her hand. She glanced at Aunt Zhao and said, "This..."
If it's true, then it's Grandma Zhang's family affairs. It's not good for them to interfere too much.
Grandma Zhang's expression did not change. She waved at Nian Peng and said, "What homework? I made some cold beans. How about rice porridge tonight?"
Nian Peng nodded with a smile: "Okay, I like eating beans the most. Grandma, do you put ham in it?"
Grandma Zhang smiled and said, "Greedy cat, I'll give you one, but you have to finish your homework first."
The grandparents and grandchildren walked towards the Tonglou hand in hand without even glancing at Cheng Jiangnan and Zhuangzhuang. Grandma Zhang's attitude was clearly clear. She did not recognize this grandson who had suddenly appeared, but only recognized Nian Peng.
Cheng Jiangnan narrowed his eyes. He always thought that people would become softer as they got older, so the methods he used were always gentle, but it seemed to be of no use.
Aunt Liu sighed, "I advise you to go back. Grandma Zhang lives a good life in Haicheng. If you are really filial, you should come back more often. Why do you have to bring her all the way to Beijing? She has lived in Haicheng all her life. Are you really filial if you ask her to go back?"
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