Twenty years later, when Li Qiu recalled those old events, he still felt upset.
Yun Qiao saw that she looked unhappy and comforted her softly, "Aunt, what happened in the past is over. Don't think about it anymore."
Li Qiu hummed, but his expression remained unchanged.
She stopped talking about the past and started discussing with Yun Qiao what gifts she should prepare for visiting Tingjun's grandmother in the nursing home the next day.
Yun Qiao also cooperated, and after the conversation, Li Qiu's expression had almost returned to normal.
After dinner, Yun Qiao helped Li Qiu to clean up the dishes.
The two children were tired after running outside all afternoon. Without Yun Qiao's urging, they went to the bathroom to take a bath. After the bath, they lay down on the bed and fell asleep in a short while.
The gloomy sky started to rain after nightfall. The sudden downpour brought gusts of cool wind, so Yun Qiao turned off the electric fan, went to the balcony, and opened the window a little.
The rhythmic sound of rain was hypnotic. After Yun Qiao lay down, he fell asleep quickly while listening to the sound of rain outside the window.
It rained all night and stopped in the early morning, and the next day was sunny again.
Fortunately, because it rained all night before, the temperature dropped a lot compared to the previous few days. Yun Qiao took the two children out early, and the temperature had not started to rise yet, so it felt quite cool around.
When we arrived at the sanatorium, it was just past 9:15.
Yun Qiao had called his aunt Luo Hui the day before and told her the approximate time of arrival, so when Yun Qiao brought the child to the nursing home, his aunt Luo Hui was already waiting at the door.
Seeing Yun Qiao, Luo Hui came forward with a smile: "Yun Qiao, you're here."
Yun Qiao smiled and nodded, calling out, "Auntie." He then asked the two children to greet the grandmother.
He Yan and He Yi called out, "Hello, Grandma."
Luo Hui smiled and agreed. She raised her hand and touched the two little ones' heads, saying, "Both children have grown so big. They look different since the last time I came three years ago."
Yun Qiao said, "Children grow with time. They change after not seeing them for a few months."
"Yes." Luo Hui smiled and said, "It's just that he has become more beautiful and handsome, just like you and Tingjun."
Yun Qiao smiled shyly and said a little embarrassedly: "It's okay, just an average look."
"You're just too modest," Luo Hui said, taking Yun Qiao's hand and leading them to the ward where Tingjun's grandmother was staying. As they walked, she said, "Your grandmother has been in good spirits lately. It's just that she's old and afraid of being lonely. She always wants the children to be by her side, and she keeps talking about wanting to see Tingjun and Tingyu."
Yun Qiao said apologetically, "It's a pity that Tingjun is very busy at work and can't spare the time to come."
"Tingjun has been transferred to the garrison. It's a unit dedicated to guarding the capital, so the work must be very busy. Your grandma understands." Luo Hui sighed. "Tingyu has also been assigned to a classified unit and may not be able to come back for several years. The two brothers grew up with your grandma, and she has a special affection for them."
Yun Qiao hummed, "I understand. Raising a grown child with your own hands and not seeing him for years must make him miss him terribly. When I get back, I'll talk to Tingjun and see if he can find a few days off at the end of the year to come to Shanghai."
Luo Hui gently patted the back of Yun Qiao's hand and said, "Yun Qiao, you are so thoughtful."
As they were talking, Luo Hui brought Yun Qiao and the others to the ward where Tingjun's grandmother was.
The old lady is too old to climb stairs, so in order to make it easier to care for her, the nursing home considerately arranged the ward where Tingjun’s grandmother is located on the first floor.
Unlike Uncle He's suite, Tingjun's grandmother's ward is a single room. There is an independent bathroom on the first side of the door, and a small living room inside with a coffee table and two chairs. Further inside is a single bed, and opposite the bed is a wardrobe built into the wall.
There was a desk next to the window. When Yun Qiao and the others entered, Tingjun's grandmother was sitting at the desk reading a book. She was already quite old, with disheveled hair and a hunched back.
Because of her old age and hearing loss, Grandma Tingjun had her back to the door and didn't notice anyone coming.
It was Luo Hui who took the initiative to remind her: "Mom, look, who's here to see you!"
Hearing Luo Hui's voice, Grandma Tingjun slowly put down the book in her hand, took off the old glasses on her nose and placed them on the table, then turned her head and looked at Yunqiao.
Yun Qiao saw her looking at him and called out with a smile, "Grandma."
Tingjun's grandmother said "hmm".
Luo Hui smiled and said, "Mom, do you recognize who that person is?"
"Of course, it's Tingjun's wife, Yunqiao." Tingjun's grandmother smiled and said, "She's as pretty as Yunguduo, how could I forget her?"
She still remembered Yun Qiao'er's appearance. Although the two children were not much older, she recognized them after taking a closer look because they were standing next to Yun Qiao'er.
"Yes, it's Yun Qiao." Luo Hui said, "Yun Qiao and Ting Jun'e are here to see you."
As soon as Luo Hui finished speaking, Yun Qiao walked forward, shook her hand, and said, "Grandma, I brought the children to see you."
As he spoke, Yun Qiao gently patted the two children on the back and reminded them, "Go, call grandma."
The two obedient children gathered around her and called her "Grandma" sweetly.
Grandma Tingjun was so happy when she heard that, her kind eyes narrowed into slits in an instant.
"So cute." As she spoke, she held the hand of one child, carefully examining their appearances. After a moment, she said, "They're so alike, so alike. They both look very similar to Tingjun when he was little. Especially this little one, who looks exactly like Tingjun when he was little. It's like they were cast from the same mold."
"Tingjun's child, of course, looks like Tingjun," Luo Hui said.
She moved a chair over and asked Yun Qiao to sit down.
Yun Qiao put the gifts he brought aside. They were not expensive things, but some nourishing supplements suitable for the elderly. It was the thought that counted.
Seeing this, Tingjun's grandmother smiled and said, "My granddaughter-in-law is so thoughtful."
Afterwards, Grandma Tingjun held Yunqiao and the children's hands and talked for a long time, her kind eyes full of love.
In the meantime, Luo Hui washed a plate of fruit and shared it with everyone. The two children then cuddled up next to Yun Qiao to eat their fruit. Yun Qiao chatted with Tingjun's grandmother about daily life and Tingjun's childhood. She also told the grandmother about Tingjun's recent situation and the two children's situations.
Tingjun's grandmother was worried about the child she had raised, so she asked Yunqiao, "Is Tingjun okay in the capital?"
Yun Qiao quickly replied, "Grandma, Tingjun has adapted well to life in Beijing and his work is going well."
"As long as everything goes well at work," Tingjun's grandmother nodded in satisfaction, then added with concern, "But he's not young anymore, Yunqiao. You should try to persuade him sometimes not to work so hard. He's already in his thirties, and his physical fitness can't be compared to when he was younger. He needs to start taking care of himself."
Yun Qiao nodded: "Okay, grandma, I will tell him."
Grandma Tingjun hummed, pursed her lips, paused for a moment, and then said, "Tell him that I miss him and ask him to come to Shanghai to see me when he has time. I'm old, and I might die at any time. The more we see each other, the less we'll see each other."
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