Chapter 312 Grandpa and Grandma

Seeing Xia Zhizhi, the couple waved a banner and greeted her warmly: "Zhizhi, Dad and Mom are here."

Xia Zhizhi: ...

I see it, I see it, I’m not blind.

Xia Zhizhi walked over quickly, Pan Wenjun held her hand warmly, thought a lot, and then began to cry.

Nowadays, parents' love for their children is mostly implicit. Many people have never even said "Mom and Dad love you" to their children once in their entire lives.

Although Pan Wenjun had a thousand words in her heart, she couldn't say them out loud, and could only keep saying, "I'm finally home..."

Xia Sihua rolled up the banner and called everyone, "Let's get in the car first and talk when we get home."

In the car, seeing Xia Zhizhi bringing Ah Ju back, the Xia couple looked at each other and didn't say much about it. They just said to Xia Zhizhi, "Grandpa and grandma wanted to come, but the weather was too cold, so mom and dad didn't let them come. They are waiting for you at home. Your second uncle and his family are also going back. Let's go to grandpa and grandma's house for a reunion dinner first, okay?"

Xia Zhizhi nodded.

Seeing how cute and well-behaved she was, Pan Wenjun couldn't help but touch her head and said, "Mom knows you must be tired from the ride, so I'll let you bear the hardship for a while. After dinner, we'll go home and rest."

"Not tired, not tired." Xia Zhizhi looked calm. How could she be tired? During the past two days in the car, Xia Qingqing washed her face with a hot towel.

Seeing how sensible she was, the couple looked at her with pity: "Good girl."

I also felt that maybe she didn't dare and wasn't used to being willful because she had suffered a lot in the past. When I thought about this, I couldn't help but feel a pain in my heart.

The roads in Beijing are very flat and the car drives steadily. We soon arrived at the entrance of the alley. Gongzhan Hutong is right next to Zhonglanhai. This area is not like other alley entrances. It is quite wide and the car can drive directly to the gate of the courtyard.

As soon as the car stopped, a little girl shouted happily: "Grandpa and grandma, Seventh Sister is back!"

Xia Zhizhi is the seventh child of her generation.

Xia Zhizhi was a little relieved that she was not the sixth in the class. Although she was the sixth in the class, she did not want others to call her that.

The courtyard where Grandpa Xia and Grandma live was allocated from above. It is a small two-story house. It is not particularly spacious, but it is well maintained.

As soon as Xia Zhizhi entered the gate, she was greeted by an old lady. Xia Bangguo was still shouting from behind: "Slow down, slow down, you are already old, that person has come back, can you still run away?"

Zeng Zelan is not very tall, her hair is a little gray, but her back is very straight. However, at her age, her eyesight is not as good as that of young people.

She hurriedly walked to a distance of three or four meters away from Xia Zhizhi before she could see Xia Zhizhi's face clearly.

Then he stopped.

The originally smiling expression froze, and then tears slowly filled her eyes.

Looking at her great-grandmother's expression, Xia Zhizhi guessed that she should be like her aunt who had died.

Xia Zhizhi has a broad mind and never gets bogged down in trivial matters. As long as others are nice to her and she benefits and enjoys it, she doesn't care why they are nice to her.

What a stand-in, Bai Yueguang, she does nothing, she accepts everyone who comes.

After all, the dead don’t really care whether we miss them or not. The dead don’t need anything; it’s the living who need them.

Anyway, she likes whoever likes her.

Anyone who doesn't like her is sick.

Seeing that Grandma Zeng was stunned and didn't dare to move, as if she would disappear if she moved, Xia Zhizhi enthusiastically stepped forward and threw herself into Grandma Zeng's arms, shouting with great emotion: "Ah Grandma, my dear grandma, I finally see you!"

Grandma Zeng hugged her with trembling hands: "My, my sweetheart, I'm glad you're back, I'm glad you're back."

Seeing the grandparents and grandchildren hugging each other passionately, Pan Wenjun felt a little sad.

After Grandma Zeng calmed down, everyone went into the house.

She recognized them one by one.

When they met for the first time, she prepared gifts for her grandparents, second uncle, second aunt, and several brothers and sisters. Isn't it uncommon to have too many gifts?

Others also prepared it for her.

When it comes to gift-giving, as long as you put a little thought into it, it won’t go wrong, even if it doesn’t touch the heart.

The gifts for everyone else were ordinary, but two mink coats were made for Grandpa Xia and Great-Grandma.

Because the general environment is special at the moment and it is not advisable to wear fur openly, so the raw part is placed inside and the outer part is made of tweed, which has two detachable layers.

Grandma Zeng was very happy. She took off her coat immediately and put it on to try it on.

Needless to say, it must fit perfectly, be warm and comfortable to wear, and make the person look particularly energetic.

Xia Zhizhi has seen a recent photo of Grandma Zeng and Xia Sihua and his wife, so she asked Aju to scan it based on the proportions and get accurate data. So, how can Aju's products be bad?

Pan Wenjun saw the continued sourness.

Grandma Zeng wanted Old Man Xia to try it on, but the old man wanted to put on airs in front of the younger generation, so he coughed lightly and said, "Okay, it's getting late, let's eat."

Grandma Zeng thought he was spoiling the fun, but she was afraid that Xia Zhizhi would be hungry, so she didn't bother with her and asked everyone to sit down and eat.

At the table, a man was eager to pick up some food for Xia Zhizhi: "Eat more. You look so thin. I asked Wenjun. They all made it according to your taste. Take a look and see if it tastes right. If you don't like it, tell grandma."

Old Master Xia frowned and said, "That's enough. Let her do it herself..."

Grandma Zeng glanced over, and Grandpa Xia didn't say the rest of the words.

After dinner, Pan Wenjun suggested that Xia Zhizhi go home and rest, after all, the journey was very tiring.

Grandma Zeng held Xia Zhizhi's hand reluctantly and said, "Zhizhi, why don't you stay here tonight? There is floor heating here, and the east room is warmer. Grandma has already packed it up. Go and see if you like it. If not, we can move on."

Zeng Zelan is actually not very used to children.

In that special era, there was neither the energy nor the conditions to take care of children.

But as he grew older, his mentality naturally changed slowly. In addition, he was filled with guilt towards Xia Zhizhi, who looked like his daughter who died young. With these multiple states combined, he couldn't help but start to spoil her.

Xia Zhizhi went to take a look at the house over there. It was indeed quite nice. Besides, it was close to Zhonglanhai, so she nodded in agreement.

Pan Wenjun was a little reluctant, but since Xia Zhizhi had nodded, she couldn't drag her away by force.

Second uncle's family had all gone back, but Pan Wenjun was reluctant to leave and stayed here, wanting to spend more time talking to Xia Zhizhi.

Xia Zhizhi rummaged through her bag and found two sweaters.

Couple style, high collar, one grey, one dark red, with checkered pattern, very stylish.

She handed the sweater to the Xia couple and said, "I asked Xia Zhi to knit this sweater for you."

What summer solstice? The couple didn’t even hear it. This was the sweater knitted for them by their precious daughter.

Xia Sihua wanted to try it on, but Pan Wenjun wouldn't let him: "Go home and take a shower tonight, and wear it when you go to work tomorrow."