Heavenly Wife Domineering Love

Su Qianqian was taken aback for a moment, but then she came to her senses and stepped forward to hold the old man's rough hand, "Are you Mu Yan's grandfather?"

Nan Jingze also stepped forward and asked excitedly, "Qianqian, is this true?"

Su Qianqian held the old man's hand tightly, "Excuse me, your surname is Tong, isn't it?"

The old man was also very excited, walked to the kang, looked at Bo Muyan and said, "It seems that you didn't lie to me, he is really my grandson!"

Su Qianqian also came over, "Grandpa, don't worry now, we will send Mu Yan to the hospital for treatment, and then we will come back to visit you together!"

"Okay, okay, take him there quickly!" The old man nodded while wiping away his tears.

Nan Jingze walked to the kang, ready to help Bo Muyan get up.

At this moment, the person on the kang suddenly said, "Qianqian, are you here?"

Although the voice was very low, the two still heard it.

Su Qianqian grabbed his hand, "It's me, Bo Muyan, are you awake? How are you? Are you hurt?"

Bo Muyan slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the ceiling made of old yellow paper, and then Su Qianqian's haggard little face.

"It's all skin trauma, not serious." He replied weakly.

"How could it be?" Nan Jingze continued, "You are very weak now, even if you have no internal injuries, your body has suffered a strong impact, you must go to the hospital for an examination, it will be bad if you delay."

Bo Muyan barely supported himself from sitting up, "I know it well."

Su Qianqian's face was full of tears, "Mu Yan, you don't know that I'm almost scared to death, why are you still not obedient?"

Bo Muyan raised his hand and wiped her tears, "Don't worry, I'm just too tired. I fell off the plane and was thrown into the river. Because it was night, I couldn't see anything clearly. The current was very fast, and my body hurt. It’s so bad that I can only let the river float me anywhere, what about the other people on the plane?”

Nan Jingze replied solemnly, "Everyone got the news that no one survived, we thought you..."

Bo Muyan moved his dry lips, "So I'm the only survivor."

Su Qianqian pointed to the old man behind her, "Mu Yan, do you know? It was Grandpa who saved you!"

Bo Muyan raised his phoenix eyes to look at the tear-stained old man, not knowing why for a moment.

Su Qianqian took his wallet, handed the photo in front of him, raised her foot again, let him look at the cloth shoes on her feet, and told him what happened.

Bo Muyan held the old man's hand at once, with tears in his eyes, "Are you my grandfather?"

The old man stroked Bo Muyan's head and then his shoulders with both hands, "Son, grandpa never expected to see you again in this life!"

Bo Muyan couldn't wait to ask, "Where is my mother? I want to ask her face to face, why did she abandon me back then? I have been looking for her for 30 years, and my father lost his life because of looking for her!"

The old man opened his eyes wide in surprise, "What did you say?"

Then, he slapped his thigh again, "How did this happen? What a crime..." He cried again.

Su Qianqian pulled Bo Muyan's skirt with her hand, shook her head at him, and wanted to remind him that his mother was no longer alive.

But Bo Muyan misunderstood what she meant, and asked eagerly, "Grandpa, did you hide my mother because she refused to see me?"

The old man was in tears and kept wiping away his tears with his sleeve.

After a long while, he choked up and said, "It's a long story, you get the treatment first, and when you get better, grandpa will talk about it in detail, go!"

"I'm ready, really!" Bo Muyan then got off the kang and took two steps in front of the old man, "Where is my mother, you take me to see her now!"

Su Qianqian wanted to go forward to persuade him, but the old man sighed heavily and said, "Come with me!"

When he did this, Su Qianqian felt a little uncertain, maybe his mother was still alive, and it was inconvenient for the old man to say just now.

Nan Jingze wanted to step forward to help, but Bo Muyan waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

Although Su Qianqian was worried, she also understood his desire to see his mother.

I have been in this world for 30 years, but I have never seen my mother. Who would not be anxious?

The old man led them out of the village and walked to a wasteland in the south.

Several people were suspicious, could it be that Bo Muyan's mother would live here?

Passing through a piece of trees, to the half-hillside, there are a few sparse soil bags on it.

The old man stopped in front of one of them, which was covered with weeds.

In the tall grass of a person, there is a low tombstone poked. On it are several words that have been beaten by wind and rain but can be vaguely recognized: the tomb of my beloved daughter Peishan.

Bo Muyan's face was ashen, "Mom, how did she die?"

After walking such a long way, the old man was too tired to stand up any longer.

Bo Muyan quickly pulled out a few handfuls of grass, spread it on the ground, and asked the old man to sit down.

The old man did not speak, and wept again.