Chapter 900: the man behind
"It's very good, the two unfilial sons are determined not to let the old man go to the ground, filial piety, you can talk to Ayan."
They all pleaded in front of the grandson's daughter-in-law, showing how aggrieved the old man was.
But, in this matter, your granddaughter-in-law and your two grandsons made it clear that they were standing on the same line.
"Grandpa, three months will come soon. It will be two months later. Soon, we will listen to the doctor's words. After we are completely healed, we can naturally do whatever we want."
The old man hummed twice very childishly:
"The old man saw it, and you are also towards them, filial piety, hey, grandpa's life is miserable!"
sweat....
"Grandpa, we just miss you."
This, of course, the old man is very clear.
Although he scolded his unfilial grandson all the time, in fact, aren't they all obedient and bedridden?
Even when he is old, the younger generations in the family are busy, and even the little great-grandson runs out every day during the day. The old man felt very bored, so he couldn't help complaining.
After chatting for a while, I didn't mention the photo.
Forget it, don't let the old man worry about this anymore.
Also, a photo alone doesn't explain much.
Unless, the other party has follow-up photos to send.
If there is, just wait.
Aunt Feng stood at the door:
"Young lady, it's time to eat."
It's just three things, Aunt Feng has called it twice, and it's not good for Aunt Feng to call again.
"Grandpa, I'm going to eat first."
The old man waved his hand:
"Go quickly, don't be hungry."
Very worried.
......
When he came out of the old man's room, on the side of the restaurant, the little boy had already sat down and waited for his mother to come over to eat.
Su Zhixiao came over after going to the kitchen to wash his hands. Although there was not one table on the table, there were quite a few. The mother and son couldn't finish the meal with four dishes and one soup.
Fortunately, these leftover meals will not be wasted, and special people come to collect them every day to feed livestock.
"Mom, why did you go back to the old house today? Dad is gone."
"Can't we go back to the old house when your father is gone?" he asked hilariously.
The kid shook his head:
"No, no, this is home, of course I can go back."
Su Zhixiao tapped his son's forehead:
"Okay, let's eat."
"Oh."
Children are not the ones who keep quiet. After a while, they chattered non-stop.
Su Zhixiao also listened patiently, and from time to time, gave a response, lest the children fry.
The mother and son ate for nearly 20 minutes, and they finally finished eating.
"Mom, I want to play a game for a while, okay?"
Children, for games, there is no resistance.
To say that before, there were no restrictions at all, right?
Of course, Su Zhixiao knew that the child's father had already stipulated that he could only play the game once every other day, for one hour each time.
Looking at his son's hopeful eyes, Su Zhixiao couldn't refuse:
"Go play, don't exceed the specified time."
The children nodded again and again:
"Hmm, mom is so nice."
After going down to the ground, he even snorted at his mother's face, and then ran into the living room.
Su Zhixiao shook his head a few times before turning around and going upstairs.
However, instead of going back to the room, he went to the study next door.
It's not that Su Zhixiao never came in this study, but the number of times was really small. Every time he came in, he would just take a book from the shelf to read, and never touched anything in it.
This time, after coming in, the first thing to do is to carefully look at it a few times.