Mr. Lu, my five elements are all you

These sweet-scented osmanthus are surrounded by brick walls, and the doors are tied with iron chains.

Grandma Gu became emotional suddenly, looking at the sweet-scented osmanthus trees on both sides, she murmured, "He remembers, he remembers everything!"

"Remember what?" Gu Hexian asked curiously.

Grandma Gu shook her head, didn't speak, just stared at the sweet-scented osmanthus trees in a daze.

In her mind, the events of her youth appeared like a revolving lantern.

The scent of osmanthus in August is the most positive, but Grandma Gu likes the osmanthus at the end of the season the most.

Fresh and elegant, with the aftertaste of undefeated flowers.

Xia Yong knew Grandma Gu's preferences, and promised to plant sweet-scented osmanthus trees all over the sky for her.

At that time, Grandma Gu was still very literary and artistic, and she liked this kind of sad and seemingly tough feeling very much.

A little older, just feel hypocritical.

Looking back now, it feels different.

Qin Guigu didn't disturb Grandma Gu's memory.

At this moment, an old man with a broken hand came from a distance carrying water.

When Grandma Gu saw him, her expression changed drastically.

She stared at the other's severed hand in disbelief, with a faint pain in her eyes.

What happened to his hand?
Grandma Gu didn't know the pain that the war brought to Xia Yong.

She didn't even pay attention to his extra messages.

Feelings of guilt spread in Grandma Gu's heart, and she looked at the old grandfather passing by with tears in her eyes.

The latter probably sensed the scorching gaze, looked over in surprise and froze in place.

He put down the burden on his shoulders and rubbed his eyes with his good hand.

The opponent's hands were rough, with black cracks, and the nails didn't look clean.

The old man looked at Grandma Gu for a long time, and couldn't help feeling: "Little girl, you look similar to someone I met when I was young."

Grandma Gu couldn't hold back, and tears welled up.

Grandpa Xia looked at her in surprise, didn't understand what she was crying for, thought he had frightened her, and hurriedly explained: "Girl, don't cry, I'm not a bad person. My family lives there, you...you look very similar My wife."

"Wife?" Qin Guigu keenly sensed that something was wrong. When she told Xia Yong's fortune, she had already calculated that the old man was destined to be a widow for the rest of his life.

Where did he get a wife?
Qin Guigu narrowed his eyes and asked curiously, "Grandfather, where is your wife?"

"She has passed away." Grandpa Xia looked into the depths of the sweet-scented osmanthus forest with tender eyes.

There must be something there!
Qin Guigu winked at Grandma Gu, but the latter didn't understand and just looked at Xia Yong with tears in her eyes.

She wanted to show her identity, but she couldn't.

Although his wife passed away a long time ago, Grandma Gu felt ashamed to see him.

She pointed out that she could take a close look at him as her granddaughter.

"Grandpa, do you have clean water? Let my friend wash his face." Grandma Gu couldn't count on it, so Qin Guigu had to do it by himself.

"Yes, you guys come with me." Grandpa Xia didn't care about his bucket and pole. In the countryside, no one would steal such things.

Qin Guigu led Grandma Gu to follow behind him, and quickly whispered in her ear: "You pester him later, I'm going to the sweet-scented osmanthus forest to take a look."

Grandma Gu nodded, looking up from time to time to see Xia Yong's hunched back.

His day, it seems, is not going well.

The two came to Xia Yong's house. Although the simple house was not barren, it was not much better.

Seeing this, Grandma Gu felt even more uncomfortable. She had a good life in the city.

Her husband's family is good, and she later joined a public institution, with good benefits, hard work, and a prosperous life.

Compared with Xia Yong's situation, who has a happy family, it seems that Grandma Gu is especially ruthless.

It was difficult for her to accept the feeling of being condemned by the subconscious mind.

"You guys talk first, I'll make a phone call." Qin Guigu winked at Grandma Gu.

The latter nodded, indicating that he understood.

Qin Guigu slipped out of the room, climbed over the wall and entered the Osmanthus Garden.

As soon as it landed, a vicious big black dog sprang out from inside.

It bared its teeth, revealing a mouthful of sharp white teeth that were extremely menacing.

Gu Hexian was so frightened that she forgot that she was a soul body, and excitedly shouted: "Help!"

Qin Guigu sat down calmly and gestured: "Sit down!"

The dog seemed to have seen something frightening, and immediately receded in fright.He stared at Qin Guigu with horrified eyes, lying on the ground trembling.

Gu Hexian was shocked: "You, how did you do it?"

To make the vicious dog obedient!

"Small tricks, if you are interested in learning, I can teach you." Qin Guigu closed his eyes to sense it, and walked decisively forward to the right.

Bypassing a few sweet-scented osmanthus trees, the two saw a lone grave suddenly appearing in their field of vision.

The specifications of the tomb bag are very luxurious, with a white stele of bluestone, and the inscription "My Wife Tan Wenxiu's Tomb" is engraved on the stele.

Gu Hexian couldn't believe it: "He built a tomb for my grandma?"

Grandpa Xia is too persistent!
Gu Hexian's inner breath was greatly touched. The development of technology and the times has shortened the distance between people.

No matter how strong the relationship is, there will be a broken day, but it will be sooner or later.

It was hard for Gu Hexian to imagine that he had missed his grandma for so long.

Qin Guigu stared at the new grave, and whispered, "That's why your grandma is still in the world."

Grandma Gu has a family, and Grandpa Xia locked her up with a tombstone.

The soul does not know where it came from, and the underworld will not accept it.

"Then what should we do? Push down this grave?" Gu Hexian asked.

"No need, just erase the word my wife." Qin Guigu said.

Gu Hexian nodded: "Then let's go talk to Grandpa Xia."

"He may not be happy, but I can use a blindfold." Qin Guigu came to the tombstone, and she covered her hands with spiritual power.

Wipe it on the word my wife, and the powder falls from the cracks in her palm.

She actually erased the two words on the tombstone.

He made another formula and patted it on the tombstone.

"Okay." Qin Guigu finished all this and climbed over the wall again.

Xia Yong and Grandma Gu in the house didn't know what happened. Grandma Gu had already revealed her identity and said she was Tan Wenxiu's granddaughter.

Grandpa Xia smiled and said, "Actually, I've already guessed that no two people will look so much alike for no reason. When you and your grandma were young, they were carved out of the same mold."

Grandma Gu lowered her eyes: "Well, many people say we look alike."

"The temperament is also similar." Xia Yong looked at Grandma Gu in a daze: "Xian Jing talks less."

He looked at the girl in front of him, as if he saw Wenxiu from before.

Xia Yong couldn't help opening up the chatterbox because of the familiar feeling.

"Your grandma had such a good temper when she was young, she was always bullied. Don't learn from your grandma, or life will be miserable." Xia Yong warned.

Grandma Gu couldn't hold back her smile: "My grandma told me that she was bullied when she went to work. You deliberately assigned her a workload that only two or three people could complete. It was you who helped her, otherwise she would eat hot meals I can't even eat it."