Qin Ying hadn't forgotten Ji Yue yet, so she introduced him, "Uncle Wu, this is Ji's child, Ji Yu's son, Ayue. Say hello, and you can follow suit and call him Grandpa Wu."
"Hello, Grandpa Wu." Ji Yue bowed his head slightly respectfully and said politely.
"The son of Ji Yu from the Ji family?" Wu Chengcang's eyes changed slightly.
The Ji family was a well-known and influential family in the capital, and Ji Yu had held a high position at a young age and was very capable. However, he fell from grace and had to leave his hometown. Who could not hear about this and sigh with regret?
Unexpectedly, after so many years, he could still see Ji Yu's son, and he was with Yingzi.
He carefully looked at the thin and tall young man in front of him, and saw the heroic spirit between his eyebrows and the clear eyes that were calm in the face of adversity.
Wu Chengcang praised him, "Good boy, you have the demeanor of your father back then."
"Thank you, Grandpa Wu." Ji Yue thanked him with a smile.
Wu Chengcang thought about the relationship between Qin Ying and Ji Yu, and said, "Yingzi, I remember that Ji Yu's wife He Qiu has a good relationship with you, right?"
"Yes." Qin Ying nodded with a smile. "Sister Qiuqiu is my mother's student. Our two families have always had a good relationship. It wasn't until last year that we accidentally found out that we were assigned to the same place, so we got in touch again. It's all fate."
"That's good. We can take care of each other." Wu Chengcang felt relieved.
That year, Yingzi went to the countryside and never returned. The Qin family encountered another misfortune. Old Qin and his wife were transferred away. He wanted to help, but the fighting between the various factions was chaotic and he was powerless. He could only give a call to the Xinsheng Farm and ask them to take good care of the family.
Over the years, he often talked about it and hoped that they could come back. Today, he was so happy to see Yingzi.
After talking for a long time, Wu Chengcang realized that he was still standing at the door. He called out, "Come on, don't stand here. Let's go home and chat. If your aunt Rong knew you were back, she would be so happy."
"Okay." Qin Ying did not refuse.
She hadn't seen these people for so many years and she really missed them.
Wu Chengcang led the three of them towards home. The houses in the military family compound were divided according to rank. Wu Chengcang had a high rank, so his home was a small two-story white building. Standing at the door was Wu Chengcang's guard.
"In the middle of the night I long for the dawn. No, in the cold winter I long for the spring breeze. No, if I were to wait for the Red Army to come, the hills would be covered with rhododendrons, the hills would be covered with rhododendrons..."
There is a small garden in front of the small white building. As soon as they walked to the door, they heard a leisurely and cheerful singing. Although the voice was not clear, it was loud and melodious, and it sounded unique.
Qin Ying laughed when she heard the voice, "I didn't expect Aunt Rong still loves singing so much after all these years."
"You know, your Aunt Rong has lived most of her life with only this hobby." Wu Chengcang also laughed, "She used to like singing, but now she doesn't sing anymore. She just likes to follow the young people and sing popular songs."
"That's good too. It's enough to live a leisurely life." Qin Ying said.
"Let's go inside."
The guard pushed open the gate at the entrance and the four of them walked in. Su Qingyun glanced at the small garden. Flowers and trees were flourishing everywhere, in a riot of color. Various flowers competed with each other in beauty and bloomed vibrantly. It was obvious that the owner had put a lot of thought into taking care of it. He must be a person who loved life very much.
"It's so beautiful." She praised.
Wu Chengcang: "These are all made by your Grandma Rong. She loves these flowers and plants."
Qin Ying looked at the small garden and recalled the scene at home when she was young. There was also a little flower man like this in her family, and there were also many flowers and plants. Those were all created by her mother. No one knew what happened to it now. It must have been abandoned and in a mess, right?
Xia Rong, who was watering the flowers with a kettle, heard the voice and turned around in confusion. Who was Old Wu talking to?
When she turned around, she happened to meet Qin Ying's gaze. She was stunned for a moment, and the kettle in her hand fell to the ground with a bang. She did not react at all, but just kept looking at her face.
"Biyun, is that you, Biyun?" Xia Rong stared at Qin Ying's face infatuatedly, walked closer unconsciously, and reached out with trembling hands to touch her face.
Biyun? Qin Ying wanted to cry again. Aunt Rong called her mother's name.
Xia Rong and Wang Biyun have been friends since childhood. They went to girls' school together, got married and had children at about the same time. Even their lovers are good brothers. They have been with each other for decades and have long been closer than family.
Qin Ying looks very similar to her mother Wang Biyun. In Xia Rong's opinion, her face is only a little younger than before Biyun left, and there is not much difference in other aspects. That's why she called out Wang Biyun's name.
"What Biyun? This is Yingzi, Biyun and Lao Qin's daughter. You can't even recognize her? My dear, why are you even more confused than me now?" Wu Chengcang said with a smile.
"Aunt Rong, it's me, Yingzi. I came back to see you." Qin Ying's eyes were moist.
"Yingzi? You are Yingzi?" Xia Rong looked at her in disbelief. How did Yingzi become like this?
Although Qin Ying's face was still relatively young, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes revealed the traces of time. She was completely different from the pretty and bright girl in Xia Rong's memory. She didn't dare to recognize her at all.
Her gaze shifted to Su Qingyun next to Qin Ying, and she murmured, "You look like Yingzi, you look like Yingzi." This girl was very similar to the Yingzi in her memory.
Wang Biyun, Qin Ying and Su Qingyun, these three generations of grandparents and grandchildren look very similar, but almost twenty years have passed and they haven't seen each other for so many years. Qin Ying has grown into the appearance of Wang Biyun, and Su Qingyun has grown into the appearance of her mother.
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