Taoyuan Xianzhuang

Chapter 117 You Have to Call Me Grandpa

In the ward.

Xiao Zhenguo was looking at Yang Xiao suspiciously.

"Young man, who are you? Cough cough cough..."

Xiao Zhenguo's body is still very weak, he can open his eyes and wake up at this moment, all thanks to Yang Xiao's bottle of milk with aura.

"Don't be afraid, Grandpa Xiao, I'm here to treat your illness."

Xiao Zhenguo used to be a soldier with a very strong inner quality, he smiled lightly, very open-minded.

"I have nothing to be afraid of. Cough cough cough... It's an old bone, I've seen it for a long time. Cough cough cough... Young man, this cancer is terminal. Are you sure?"

"Yes! I'm not sure how dare I promise so absolutely?"

Xiao Zhenguo shook his head, and said: "It doesn't matter, whether you are sure or not, I will admit it. Young man, let the horse come here. Cough cough...cough cough..."

Xiao Zhenguo coughed violently for a while, and coughed up a pool of blood. After coughing up the blood, his pale face seemed to feel a little better, and he leaned weakly against the head of the bed, and said, "Young man, how do you need me to cooperate with you?"

"I'll do it myself, Grandpa Xiao, you just need to lie down."

Xiao Zhenguo lay down when he heard the words, Yang Xiao walked up to him, trying to knock him out.

Yang Xiao didn't have any healing methods at all, it was all based on aura, he couldn't let people see the whole process of his treatment.

Just a second before he was about to strike, Xiao Zhenguo suddenly frowned suspiciously, couldn't help but propped up half of his body, and looked at Yang Xiao seriously and curiously.

"What's the matter, Grandpa Xiao? Do you have anything else to say?"

Xiao Zhenguo looked at Yang Xiao suspiciously, and asked with some uncertainty: "Young man, what's your last name?"

"Is this... very important?"

Yang Xiao didn't answer directly, but Xiao Zhenguo guessed it.

"Is your surname Yang?"

"how do you know?"

Yang Xiao was taken aback, and looked at the other party in disbelief. Could it be that this old man has some kind of special ability just like himself?
But... the ability to guess people's names is a bit too special and tasteless.

Xiao Zhenguo said: "Is your father's name Yang Datian?"

Yang Xiao frowned, shook her head and said, "No, my father's name is Yang Huaimin, and my name is Yang Xiao. What's wrong?"

"Yang Huaimin?"

Xiao Zhenguo shook his head in doubt, and muttered, "No, it's okay, I was wrong. You are not him, how could you be him, look at me, a foolish old man, what am I thinking about."

Suddenly, Xiao Zhenguo seemed to think of something again, and asked: "That's right, it's not your father. How old is your father? It should be your grandfather. Is your grandfather's name Yang Datian?"

Yang Xiao was speechless, he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "My grandfather's name is Yang Chaosheng, my uncle's name is Yang Huaiqing, my father's name is Yang Huaimin, my name is Yang Xiao, and I have a third uncle who works outside, named Yang Huaijun. We don't have you in our family Yang Datian, Grandpa Xiao, you must be mistaken! Xiao... Grandpa Xiao, what's wrong with you?"

Just as he was talking, Yang Xiao suddenly saw that Xiao Zhenguo was in tears, his cloudy eyes were soaked with transparent tears, and then another line of snot flowed out.

"It's you! It's you! It's you!"

Xiao Zhenguo held Yang Xiao's hand excitedly, as if looking at his own child, he raised his skinny old hand and stroked Yang Xiao's hair, "You...your name is Yang Xiao, right?"

"Yes." Yang Xiao was not used to being touched on the head by others, especially someone she didn't know, so she avoided it subconsciously.

"how old are you?"

"24."

"Where's your father? Cough cough...cough cough..."

"Hehe, Grandpa Xiao, I think it's more important for us to treat the illness first."

Xiao Zhenguo shook his head stubbornly, and said: "No, the illness is a trivial matter. I'm afraid that I might never wake up from this sleep. Son, tell me, how old is your father?"

Although Yang Xiao was impatient, the other party was an old man, respecting the elderly was a traditional virtue, and from the tone of his voice, the other party seemed to know his grandfather.

So he said patiently, "My dad is 48 this year."

"What about your uncle?"

"Fifty."

Xiao Zhenguo's eyes showed longing and nostalgia, and he sighed: "Yes, it has been 51 years! Datian, why are you... Sigh!"

Yang Xiao asked suspiciously: "Grandpa Xiao, my grandfather's name is Yang Chaosheng, not Yang Datian."

Xiao Zhenguo insisted, "No, your grandfather's name is Yang Datian, and Yang Chaosheng is not his real name. Son, do you know who I am?"

"You are... Mr. Xiao!"

"No! You have to call me Grandpa!"

Yang Xiao's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he couldn't control the situation. Does it mean that patients with cancer have delusions and gibberish?

His grandfather Yang Chaosheng was a native farmer, how could he and Xiao Zhenguo be brothers.

If so, why is his family still so poor?Xiao Zhenguo is so rich, can't he help his brother?
They are people from two worlds, so they don't get along at all!

But he was not in a hurry, he knew that Xiao Zhenguo had something to say, so he listened quietly.

Xiao Zhenguo said: "Son, do you know that 51 years ago, your grandfather, me, and a good brother were all from the same village. The three of us went to join the army together, and we were all selected. My name is Xiao Zhenguo, your grandfather's name is Yang Datian, and that person's name is Liu Chaosheng."

"Liu Chaosheng? Yang Chaosheng?" Yang Xiao was a little dizzy, he didn't know much about his grandfather, not only him, but even his uncle and his father didn't know.

Both Yang Huaiqing and Yang Huaimin said that Yang Xiao's grandfather was an old man with a very strange temper. He was usually reticent and didn't like to talk to others. He never told his father, uncle, and third uncle about his youth.

So they also know very little.

Xiao Zhenguo said: "Later..." He wiped away his tears, his emotions became a little agitated, and his voice became a little choked up, "...Later... Chaosheng died, he died in the enemy's barracks, Chaosheng was a scout, very A dangerous type of army, death is a kind of relief for him, ordinary scouts are caught, they will be subjected to inhuman abuse. Your grandfather didn't believe it, he was afraid that Chaosheng was caught instead of dead, so he died that night , He rushed into the enemy's barracks alone, and never came back from then on."

Xiao Zhenguo was already so excited that he grabbed Yang Xiao's hand and asked, "Is there any scar on your grandfather?"

Yang Xiao was dumbfounded, he nodded slowly, and said: "I heard from my father that my grandfather lost one arm and one leg was also limped, and his face was also disfigured in a large area, those old people said , it is a miracle that my grandfather was able to marry a daughter-in-law."

"Daejeon... ah... Daejeon!"

Xiao Zhenguo cried bitterly, but rolled his eyes, and passed out completely.

(End of this chapter)