The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

After returning to N City that day, after dinner, grandma went to bed early.

The next day, Wang Zichen had an important meeting and couldn't get away. Lan Xinhui made time to take her grandma out to play.

She asked her grandma where she wanted to go, and grandma said, "I'm getting old, and I don't want to join in the fun in the shopping mall, so I want to find a quiet place for a walk."

So, Lan Xinhui took her grandma to the forest park in the western suburbs of N City for a walk.

The more Lan Xinhui looked at her grandma, the more she felt that she resembled her grandma. Since grandma was gone, she respected grandma as her grandma.

Grandma and grandma are sisters. From this level, she is also her relative and elder!

After getting out of the car, Lan Xinhui held her grandmother's hand affectionately just like she used to hold her grandmother's hand when she went out, and led her away.

"When I used to go out, I always held my grandma's hand like this." Lan Xinhui said, talking about grandma, she couldn't help it, and choked up her voice.

Zhu Qimei patted her hand: "Son, although your grandma is gone, you still have me."

One or two chatted as they walked, and the most talked about was about Lan Xinhui's grandmother, Zhu Jiumei.

Lan Xinhui carefully recalled every detail of getting along with her grandmother.

At this time, the Sri Lankan has passed away, and she can only find the trace of her grandmother from her memories.And grandma Zhu Qimei is undoubtedly the best person for her to confide in her memories.Because she just found her sister but lost her, she is eager to know as much as possible about her.

The two walked and chatted, and stopped to rest when they were tired.

When I stopped to rest, there happened to be a slanted tree on the side of the road, which was tied to a post by the gardener and said to correct it.

However, for some unknown reason, the corrected sapling withered and died.

Lan Xinhui followed Zhu Qimei's eyes and saw the poor little tree.

Zhu Qimei sighed, and said: "Last night, grandma, I asked you to divorce. It's really unreasonable to do that, but I'm really worried about you. Look, the little tree doesn't grow well, it's small, He died just like that. Plants are ruthless, but people have feelings. If the child grows up badly, it will be a disaster for the family. And for the child itself, in many cases, it is also a disaster. "

Next, she told Lan Xinhui that she had seen a painful case of a close relative who gave birth to a disabled child.

Lan Xinhui silently listened to her narration and the worry expressed after she finished telling the story.

Listening to her grandmother telling such a story, Lan Xinhui remembered that before, she and Tan Lao had seen Tianyou's mother secretly go to the orphanage to see Tianyou.

They told her to take Tianyou back, and Tianyou's mother said sadly: "He is better here than at home."

Lan Xinhui couldn't believe it, how could it be better for a child in an orphanage than at home!

It wasn't until one time when she went to participate in a social practice activity during the holidays that she happened to arrive at the village where Tianyou's family was located. When she saw the brothers and sisters in Tianyou's family with her own eyes, she didn't know that what Tianyou's mother said was true.

Tianyou's father and Tianyou's mother were consanguineous marriages. Just after giving birth to Tianyou, he had mental problems and beat others all day long. Although he was locked up at home, when the children in his own family accidentally approached, they would inevitably suffer from his cruel hands.

And the other children in his family also have problems of one kind or another, and cannot go to school, so they can only be kept at home like livestock.

Disability, poverty, pain, and Tianyou's death are all so shocking, and Lan Xinhui deeply understands: the birth of such a child is a disaster for the family and the child itself.