For the sake of the old lady, Tian Yuzhu was planning to help Shi De draw lots.
A postman from a town suddenly arrived on a green bicycle with a green cloth bag on each side of the bicycle with the word "Postal" written on it.
The postman asked loudly, "Excuse me, who is Lu Huanying? I have a telegram for you."
Isn’t Lu Huanying just an old lady? Everyone in the village calmed down and looked towards the old Shi family.
The old lady raised her hand: "Me!"
"Oh, Auntie, here's a telegram for you. Please sign for it." The postman parked his bicycle, walked up to the old lady with the telegram, and took out an ink pen: "Sign here."
The old lady squinted her eyes and signed her name tremblingly.
The younger generation in the village were all very surprised. Wow, the old lady can actually read?
The older generation, such as Uncle Xu and Uncle Tao, all know the truth, so it is not surprising.
After signing, the postman immediately got on his bicycle and rode to the next village. Everyone came over curiously and asked, "What is a telegram?"
"Auntie, who sent you the telegram?"
"Quickly read what it says?"
The old lady unfolded the telegram, took a look at it, and put it away without saying anything. She even joked with the villagers: "What are you looking at? This is a letter from my brother. What does it have to do with you?"
Wow, the old lady is so old but she still has a brother, and he can send telegrams.
Everyone was surprised again, chatted for a while, and then continued drawing lots.
Only Tian Yuzhu noticed the subtle change in the old lady's facial expression when she saw the content of the telegram.
She was worried that something bad might happen, so she quickly went on stage, drew a lot, and came down.
The land chosen for the old house was neither good nor bad, which was exactly what Shi De wanted.
After Tian Yuzhu came down, she saw the old lady looking thoughtful, so she asked her: "Grandma, are you tired? Why don't we go back first?"
"Okay, let's go back!"
The land was also drawn, which was a happy thing. The old lady cheered up and said, "Ah Zhen, Yuzhu and Zhentang will be returning to the army tomorrow, and it just so happens that Yuzhu has drawn a good piece of land.
Make something delicious to celebrate today, and bake some steamed buns for the young couple to take with them on their journey tomorrow."
"Don't worry, grandma, I've prepared everything." Su Zhen didn't forget about this. Not only did she make steamed buns for the young couple, she also pickled a jar of pickled vegetables early on, intending to let them take it tomorrow.
After returning home, Tian Yuzhu stayed with the old lady for a while. She sat on the kang and sewed clothes, and the old lady helped her sew buttons.
But not a word was said about the telegram.
Since the old man didn't mention it, Tian Yuzhu didn't dare to ask.
It wasn't until Shi Zhentang came back from his work at the commune that he whispered to her in their room, when they were alone together: "Was the telegram that Grandma received from my uncle? What did it say?"
Tian Yuzhu helped him pull his coat over, folded it, and placed it on the headboard. "I guess it was sent by my uncle. Grandma didn't tell me what it was, but I could tell she seemed a little worried."
"Why don't I ask her later."
"Let's talk about it after dinner!"
"Alright."
Chengcheng and Doudou were so happy during the meal because their mother made oil-splashed noodles again. They loved the fragrant meat sauce. There were also many dishes today, and the little ones felt like it was Chinese New Year.
The old lady didn't seem to have a good appetite. Although she seemed to want to make everyone happy, she couldn't hide what she was thinking.
Originally, Tian Yuzhu was afraid that it would affect her appetite, so she asked Shi Zhentang to ask after dinner. Now it seems that she has to ask.
She glanced at Shi Zhentang, and he was thinking the same thing as her.
Putting down his chopsticks, Shi Zhentang poured the old lady a glass of wine: "Grandma, the telegram you received was from my uncle, right? How is his health abroad now? Is he doing well?"
The old lady sighed, picked up her wine glass and took a sip. "Alas, he is already in his seventies and his health is declining. He sent a telegram today because he has a wish, but I am afraid it will affect you."
...There's actually something about Shi Zhentang involved here?
Everyone was a little confused. Shi Zhentang smiled and said, "Don't worry yet. You haven't said anything yet. Besides, times have changed. Your uncle's worries may not exist."
The old lady pondered for a moment, then reached into her pocket and took out the telegram: "Read it for yourselves!"
Shi Zhentang took the telegram and Tian Yuzhu also leaned over.
It only read: "I miss you, my sister. I am already old. I hope Zhentang can fulfill his lifelong wish and restore the family name. If so, I will die without regrets.
After reading it, the couple didn’t understand the meaning.
Shi Zhentang asked, "Grandma, isn't our last name Shi? What does this family name that my uncle is obsessed with mean? Does he want me to have the same last name as you, Lu?"
The old lady shook her head slightly: "Chengcheng, Doudou, take some food and go to the kitchen to eat. Our masters have a meeting to hold."
Cheng Cheng pouted: "Ancestor, I want to listen too."
Su Zhen quickly picked up some food for them: "Be good and take your sister to the kitchen to eat."
The old lady seldom holds meetings, but when she does, it's a big deal, and she doesn't dare let children mess around.
Seeing his mother's serious face, Chengcheng had to compromise and took Doudou to the kitchen.
Su Zhen even closed the door.
At this time, the old lady sitting on the kang slowly spoke: "Actually, my last name is not Lu, Zhentang. When I fled to Quanshui Village with your grandfather, I gave birth to your mother and continued to use your grandfather's surname, Shi.
Actually, my mother's family's surname is Gong. To conceal my identity, I removed the first character of the character Gong and publicly announced my surname as Gong. Now your uncle is saying that if you agree, he hopes that your children's generation will continue to use the surname Gong. After all, you are the only descendant of our Gong family.
Now that Yuzhu is pregnant, we have a next generation, so your uncle has become more and more obsessed with this idea. He is not in good health now, and he is afraid that one day the Gong family name will have no descendants to carry on the legacy. "
After the old lady finished speaking, Su Zhen and Shi Weimin showed surprise.
I just didn’t expect the old lady to have so many secrets.
But Tian Yuzhu and Shi Zhentang are different.
Ever since she came here, Tian Yuzhu would ask about families with the surname Gong wherever she went. She never expected that the old lady's surname was Gong.
In other words, Shi Zhentang's surname is also Gong?
Shi Zhentang naturally also thought about his wife taking the surname Gong. At this time, the mood of the two people could only be described as turbulent.
how so?
Is there any connection between these two Gong surnames?
Seeing their expressions, the old lady sighed: "On the one hand, I also hope that it will not affect you, but Zhentang, Yuzhu, on the other hand, my brother and I have the same idea. I also hope that your children's generation can restore the Gong surname.
After all, your great-grandfather wasn’t actually a heinous warlord during those years, and his death was for the country and the people…”
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