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When I got home in the afternoon, I learned that Liu Qiang had been picked up and that the little guy hadn't cried.
After finishing a game in the afternoon, Zhang Hongmei felt that she had run out of ideas and inspiration.
Let's leave it at that. We'll make online games once the internet is fully implemented.
That evening, Zhang Hongmei told Zhang Shouyi about Sanya's return in December.
"Are you happy now?"
"Well, I can't really describe my feelings. It all depends on Sanya herself. Song Zigan is actually a warm person. I think his essence hasn't changed."
Zhang Shouyi curled his lip. Wen Nuan? He's a smiling tiger. Otherwise, he wouldn't have trained him.
"Sanya is doing well over there. Next year, we'll send her directly to the city. If she succeeds, we'll have her come back to the capital a year from now."
"Yes, I'm really worried about her being all alone out there."
"Wife, from now on, don't think about them, just think about me."
"You're in front of me every day, what do I have to miss about you?"
"You're disgusted with me? How could you say something so hurtful? No, you have to comfort my wounded heart."
They fooled around until midnight. Zhang Hongmei touched Zhang Shouyi's face. "Brother Zhang, I feel like I love you more and more."
Zhang Shouyi, who had been squinting, immediately glared at Zhang Hongmei, his eyes filled with unwavering tenderness.
"Wife, thank you for loving me. I love you even more now." This life has been worthwhile!
On Sunday, Zhang Hongmei accompanied Zhou Shixiong, pushing him around in the yard to bask in the sun.
"Uncle, the sunshine outside is so nice."
"Yes, the sun is shining, the world is beautiful, everywhere is wonderful."
"Hongmei, I probably don't have much time left. You must take good care of yourself from now on."
"Uncle, what are you saying? You still have to watch Zhenye and the others get married."
"Okay, let's watch them get married. Let's watch them have children."
"Red plum blossoms, how much longer until the New Year?"
"Uncle, there are still three months left." Zhang Hongmei touched Zhou Shixiong's hand, which was resting on his assistant's hand, and felt that it was a little cold. She then put gloves on him.
"Weiyu won't be back for another hundred days. I have to wait for them. I need to see how my Weiyu is doing."
Zhou Shixiong muttered something under his breath, which Zhang Hongmei heard clearly.
Her eyes immediately welled up with tears. All the resentment she had towards him before was now gone. All that remained was heartache for him; he was just a lonely old man in his twilight years.
"Uncle, would you like to move in with us? My grandpa and dad are pretty bored these days. Jinsong is in fifth grade now, and his studies are very demanding. I don't have time to spend with them anymore. If the three of you are together, you can have some fun."
Zhou Shixiong shook his head, "I'm not going. I just want to be alone right now. Looking back on my life, the thing I regret most is that I let my aunt down."
"Uncle, so many years have passed, please let it go."
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Zhang Hongmei was a little down that evening. Zhang Shouyi knew why, but there was nothing he could do. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the natural order of life; who can escape the cycle of reincarnation?
Staring at his wife's face, which showed no change whatsoever, Zhang Shouyi's heart clenched. No, since his wife could have children, she was just like any other person.
However, Zhang Shouyi knew that this excuse could not put his mind at ease.
"Honey, you won't suddenly leave me, will you?"
"Are you crazy? Where can I go? My family is here, my husband, my son, where can I go?"
"Wife, promise me you'll never leave me, you absolutely won't!"
Zhang Hongmei looked at the agitated Zhang Shouyi, wondering what was wrong with him, but seeing his earnest and stubborn expression, she said, "Fine. I swear, I will never leave Zhang Shouyi and will stay with him for the rest of my life."
"My dear wife, you will be mine for all eternity to come."
"Okay, I'll wait for Zhang Shouyi for all eternity. Is that alright?"
Zhang Shouyi held Zhang Hongmei in his arms, but he was still very uneasy.
The next day, the family ate together, and the two elderly people were relieved to see the young couple even more affectionate than before. The departure of the four children seemed to have taken away Zhang Hongmei's soul. Now everything was finally alright.
Time flies, and by mid-December, Song Zigan's house had been handed over to him, and Lu Jing had even replaced all the furniture.
Because of the large number of construction workers, Liu Jingze's house has been completely tidied up and can be renovated next spring.
I received a call last night saying that Liu Qiang can be delivered tomorrow afternoon.
"Grandpa, Er Lengzi's son, Liu Qiang, should be here soon."
"Hehe, that's great, our house will be lively again."
"Yeah, he's a mischievous kid."
“Our family is thriving, and all the children we have are sons.”
"Grandpa, if they're all sons, where will they find wives in the future?"
"Why would you worry about that? With our handsome young man, why would he have trouble finding a girlfriend?"
"You have such a high opinion of yourself."
"Of course."
Looking at the smug 87-year-old Gu Chuanming, Zhang Hongmei felt a pang of sadness in her heart. She truly wished he could stay with her forever.
With that thought in mind, he sent out two cups of pure spiritual spring water from his spatial dimension.
"Grandpa, Dad, you both drank it. This isn't diluted. You two have to stay with me the whole time."
The two drank it down in one gulp. "Hongmei, we two old fogies will do our best to stay with you."
After a while, both of them were covered in sweat and a lot of gray, sticky substance.
"Grandpa, Dad, wait until you feel less sweaty before taking a bath. I'll ask them to prepare the bathwater first."
When Zhang Shouyi saw the two looking much better after dinner, he understood the reason.
After the meal, Zhang Hongmei called the old lady again, at the same time every day without fail.
The three of them sat in the dining room; now it was just the three of them, father and son.
"Hongmei is scared."
"Yes, the old lady's health is getting worse and worse." Zhang Xingguo said sadly.
In fact, Zhang Shouyi knew that the old lady had passed away six years ago in her previous life, and now she had lived for another six years.
I felt incredibly sorry for Zhang Hongmei, but I really couldn't send out the spiritual spring water anymore. Actually, Zhang Hongmei had secretly given it to the old lady, but that's just how long a person's lifespan is.
That night, he held Zhang Hongmei in his arms and said, "Wife, why don't you take a plane back to visit?"
Zhang Hongmei understood what Zhang Shouyi meant. "Brother Zhang, I gave my great-grandmother a diluted version of it once before she passed away, but it wasn't very effective. The old lady was too late in detoxifying."
"Well, then don't be sad, just let nature take its course."
"I wish to care for my parents, but they are no longer there. I just secretly told my aunt and asked her to let me know so I can go back and spend more time with them. My aunt told me that my great-grandmother is still in good health and will live another year or two without me."
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