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Chapter 267 The Pink Ticket (Third Change)
In the era of raging wars, it is not an easy task to be able to live safely.

Chen Er only remembered that his grandfather once told him when he was very young.

Great-grandfather and great-grandmother died of stray bullets, and there was no time to say any last words when they died.

Grandpa is also very young and has no memory at all.

After the death of great-grandpa and great-grandmother, grandpa was adopted by a farm family.

Even the corpses of the two old men were buried with the help of the farmer.

Grandpa joined the army when he was more than ten years old. He injured his leg on the battlefield and was unable to move, so he was changed to a logistics officer.

When Chen Er was a child, his grandfather liked to drag a bench and sit in the yard, and then told Chen Er the things that were old and vague in memory.

He said that when Grandpa and Grandma Chen Er died, there were actually two friends by their side.

But people take tea cold, let alone people die.

As soon as great-grandfather and great-grandmother died, those two people disappeared immediately, for fear that the extra child, grandpa, would bring them financial pressure.

Great-grandfather and great-grandmother had originally come to Sichuan to escape the flames of war, and they were unfamiliar with the place here. Once they died, grandpa was still a half-grown baby.

If it wasn't for that farm family who couldn't see it, grandpa would have starved to death long ago.

There was no anger when Grandpa said these words, only endless warmth.

Chen Er knew that it was his grandfather who missed the farm family that adopted him.

It is a pity that the family died in the flames of war long ago, and even the body was not found.

That's why my grandfather joined the army.

Grandpa didn't want to pay any attention to those two friends who disappeared for no reason, grandpa and grandma.

Sometimes, when grandpa drank too much, he would whisper to Chen Er.

"Actually, your grandfather and I were in the past, and he was also a rich man..."

Often times like this, Chen Er would ask grandpa, "Didn't you say that you were still young at that time, grandpa, how could you still remember whether you were rich or not?"

At this time, Chen Er clearly realized where his thick-skinned gene came from.

Grandpa's tone was a little drunk, but his eyes were sober.

"I felt that! I felt it!"

Grandpa told Chen Er, "The person who helped bury your great-grandfather and great-grandmother told me..."

"They said that at that time, your great-grandfather and grandma had a servant by their side to take care of me. At that time, I was always held in the servant's arms, and my feet never touched the ground."

After hearing this, Chen Er complained secretly in his heart, no wonder his grandfather's farm work was a mess...

Grandpa has been completely lost in memory.

"At that time, I was young, and the farmer who adopted me had many children, and they were so poor that they didn't have enough to eat."

"They had no choice but to take the bracelet off your grandma's hand and sell it to the wife of a warlord leader..."

Chen Er immediately became interested when he heard this, and quickly asked, "How much did you sell for?"

Grandpa showed a bewildered smile at this time, and stretched out three fingers.

Chen Er scratched the back of his head and asked, "Three yuan?"

Grandpa hit Chen Er on the head with his fist.

"No promise!"

"It's three little yellow croakers!"

Chen Er was even more confused, what do the three little yellow croakers mean?
However, often at this time, Grandpa would be drunk and drowsy, and he would never tell stories again.

Chen Er didn't have time to ask grandpa if the servant packed up and ran away after seeing grandpa and grandma died together.

Chen Er pulled his thoughts out of the memories.

Then stared at the two tombstones in front of him in a daze.

Suddenly, he discovered something.

Although the grave was overgrown with weeds, the two tombstones were very clean.

It still looks dilapidated, but there is no dust or stains.

Chen Er remembered clearly that he hadn't come back to visit the grave for a long time.

He just pulled weeds and didn't do anything else.

Chen Er stared at the tombstone seriously.

There is no name engraved on the tombstone.

Only Mr. Chen and Mrs. Chen are engraved.

Because great-grandfather and great-grandmother are foreigners who have just arrived here, they don't know many people.

Everyone only knows that their surname is Chen, but nothing else is known.

Therefore, only the surname was engraved on the tombstone.

Chen Er stretched out his hand to touch the tombstone, and stroked it lightly twice.

Then stretch out your palm to look at yourself.

It was as clean as new, without any dust.

Chen Er's eyes suddenly became very calm.

Someone has been here.

Who will it be?Actually knew the deceased great grandfather and great grandmother?

Chen Er stood up, looked around, and his eyes lightly fell on the bushes in the distance.

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head, as if denying something.

Then he exhaled.

He picked up the soup on the ground and drank it all in one gulp.

"When you finish drinking, I will drink too."

Chen Er finished six bowls of soup and walked down the mountain with a stomach full of water.

Not long after he left, a young woman in a black leather skirt emerged from a bush.

The woman patted her chest lightly.

He exhaled, "I was scared to death, I thought I was discovered again."

Then he regained his confidence and walked down the mountain with his head held high.

After returning to the village, Chen Er knocked on the neighbor's door and gave them some special products brought from abroad.

"In the past few days, has there been any strange people in the village?"

The neighbor couple thought about it for a long time, then shook their heads.

The child who was eating chocolate jumped up.

"I know I know!"

Chen Er shifted his gaze to him.

The child opened his mouth full of chocolate, and said vaguely, "A few days ago, an old man who looked rich gave me a red ticket and asked me to take him to the cemetery in the village."

Chen Er nodded, and stroked the child's hair with a smile.

"How old is that old man?"

The child thought about it carefully, "It looks like my grandpa..."

That should be seven or eighty years old.

As soon as Chen Er calculated his age, he had a measure in his heart.

So he asked again, "Did he come by car?"

The child nodded vigorously, "Yes, a big black one! The license plate is very powerful! There are several 6s!"

A black Mercedes-Benz, the license plate is a series of 6.

Such a car can be said to be very conspicuous.

Chen Er asked someone to inquire specifically, and found out.

The owner of this car has not left Shuzhong yet, and is in a five-star hotel.

After spending some money, Chen Er got the man's name from the parking doorman, and then got more information.

So, the next day, Chen Er appeared in the restaurant of this five-star hotel.

He ordered something casually, and while flipping through the newspaper in his hand, he waited for that person to appear.

After a while, he saw the person he was looking for.

The man was older than the neighborhood kid had described.

It looked like a dying person, sitting in a wheelchair, and someone beside him was holding a nutrition bottle for his drip.

The old man was curled up in the wheelchair, his skin wrinkled like old dry bark.

Occasionally he reluctantly raised his hand, and if he wanted to say a few words, the people around him had to put their ears to his mouth to hear clearly.

Chen Er was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the neighbor's child's grandfather, who could pick up manure and sprinkle water.

How does it look like the old man in front of me?
No wonder the neighborhood kids keep emphasizing the pink ticket.

It seems that he is focusing all his attention on the fans!

(End of this chapter)