After the divorce, he regretted his ex-husband too much

"I'm mine. It's up to you what you think. If you don't like me bandaging you, you can bite off the bandage on your hand." Qiao Ran said, walked to grandmother and sat down.

"Grandma, I'm sorry, if I knew you were here earlier, I should have come here earlier!"

Looking at Qiao Ran's guilt-ridden eyes, the grandmother said lovingly and lovingly, "My silly granddaughter, your mother doesn't even remember me, so how can you know I exist?

I can see you before I die, and know that your mother is still alive. I have died without regrets. Don't blame yourself for not coming to save me sooner. "

Speaking of his mother, Qiao Ran's eyes flickered: "Grandma, tell me about the family affairs, grandpa, uncle and Aunt Yao, let me know more about the grievances between Aunt Yao and Lei Zhen, maybe I can find a solution to Lei Zhen's grievances." The secret of the heart knot..."

"Okay, our family is in Beihong Kingdom Imperial City, your grandfather is Lu Bojie, the commander-in-chief who leads the three armies..."

"What? Grandpa is Lu Bojie, the commander in chief of the three armed forces?" Qiao Ran was so shocked that his voice trembled.

From Qiao Ran's tone, grandma knew that Qiao Ran knew Lu Bojie, and asked excitedly, "You know him? Is he still alive?"

"Lu Sitong is still alive, but he has retired a long time ago, and now his son Lu Qishan is a first-rank general."

"Qishan is still alive? So Lei Zhen lied to me? Great, Bojie and Qishan are still alive. After waiting for more than 40 years, I can finally rest in peace..."

Seeing grandma weeping with joy, Qiao Ran's heart was beating like a 'thump, bang...'.

So she changed from a poor person with no loved ones to a person with grandpa, grandma and uncle?

Grandpa is the former chief of the three armed forces, and uncle is a first-rank general. She transformed into a person with a political amulet?

I have to say, this network is really against the sky!

"By the way, Ranran, what is your Uncle Qichuan doing?" Grandma asked curiously.

"Uncle Qichuan? As far as I know, Mr. Lu seems to have only one son, Qishan."

Hearing Qiao Ran's words, the joy in grandma's eyes faded again.

"Your Qichuan has already gone to hell!" Zheng Zhenzhu said with a cold laugh.

Grandma's tears fell like broken beads again.

The pain of hope and disappointment, the white-haired man sending the black-haired man away, came to my heart again.

……

At the foot of the mountain in the dead of night!

Wen Shimo, dressed in black, held the latest weapon and began to go up the mountain according to the map sent by the stranger.

Jiang Weimin issued a military order, no one is allowed to act without authorization, but he can't do it.

It is impossible to wait quietly in the hotel for two days to act.

He was going to save Qiao Ran.

Even if it is death, he will rescue Qiao Ran.

Wen Shimo's heart has never been so flustered and frightened as it is now.

Just as Wen Shimo arrived at the foot of the mountain and was researching where to go up the mountain, a text message rang on his cell phone.

A stranger sent him a picture of climbing the mountain, and if he succeeds in breaking through, let him see Qiao Ran.

If he fails to pass the level and dies on the road, it is also his fate.

Wen Shimo knew that it would be very dangerous to go up the mountain when the other party knew that he had ventured into the mountain.

But he still chose to go up the mountain without hesitation.

Along the way, Wen Shimo passed the new level, went through the hail of guns and bullets, and killed the poisonous snake and fierce lion.

When he was wearing the walkie-talkie and followed the instructions on the walkie-talkie to reach the last level, his body was covered with wounds.

The last level is a one-to-ten, bare-handed, melee battle in the clay altar.

The ten men were all tall and strong, and their moves were fierce and deadly. As soon as Wen Shimo made a move, he knew that they were well-trained warriors.

With his bruised body, it was not easy to defeat them.

But when he thought of Qiao Ran's voice and smile, he felt like his whole body was filled with energy.

Holding the belief of taking Qiao Ran down the mountain safely, Wen Shimo fought hard with one enemy ten.

Until the sky turned white, he finally knocked down those ten people in the mud and couldn't stand up.

And he was lying by the mud pool, picked up the walkie-talkie, and said in a dying voice: "I have successfully passed the level, take me to see Qiao Ran."

"Sure enough, as I expected, the person you really love is Qiao Ran." The woman's strange voice sounded faintly.

Wen Shimo tried his best to lift his neck, which was as heavy as lead, and saw Song Wanrou's sinister and sneering face.

A green snake spins around her head with its mouth wide open, making her look even more intimidating.

"Wan... Wanrou, you, why are you here?"

"Brother Gu, you are so smart, why do you ask questions knowingly?"

Song Wanqing slowly squatted in front of Wen Shimo, her voice was like a ghost: "These days you are goingssip with different women, aren't you trying to confuse me deliberately, let me relax my vigilance, and secretly investigate if I am the murderer of my sister? "

As soon as Song Wanqing's words came out, Wen Shimo's confused and puzzled eyes instantly became clear.

But soon, he passed out due to exhaustion.

……

Although locked in a dark and damp dungeon, Qiao Ran slept peacefully that night.

It may be because of an unexpected harvest of a relative!

After waking up, Qiao Ran combed her grandmother's hair elegantly.

Compared with Zheng Zhenzhu's cell with nothing, there is a toilet in grandma's cell that can be washed.

Let grandma's hygiene problems not be as embarrassing as Zheng Zhenzhu.

Although there is no mirror, but for the first time in decades, it is the granddaughter's hair braiding that I dare not even think about. Grandma is so happy.

Although the two met for the first time, it seemed like they had known each other for a long time. They had endless things to talk about.

In order to exercise his muscles and bones, Qiao Ran also took his grandmother to do exercises and dance, and sang to her while doing exercises. He was completely free from the anxiety and fear of being locked up in a prison and his life was at stake.

While the two were happily doing exercises, the caretaker who brought breakfast came in and saw this scene, and couldn't help but stare straight.

This was the first time they saw a prisoner in the mood to dance.

Maybe it was too depressing to live on the mountain, so they didn't leave after delivering the meal, but stood in front of the iron gate and watched Qiao Ran doing exercises.

The old and the young stood in the dilapidated and damp cage, but the smiles on their faces were as bright as the sun, making people want to dance with them.

"It's hard work watching us every day, and the older brothers also do exercises together to exercise their muscles and bones.

In two days, you will have a life-and-death battle to fight, and you don't know if you will have the opportunity to dance in the future.

Why not take advantage of the time and let your body dance? Qiao Ran looked at the six guards outside the iron gate with a bright smile.

These watchmen were all born on the mountain since they were young, and they have never seen the world below the mountain.

To be honest, they don't want to fight in their hearts.

But their parents were assigned important positions, and they felt that they had more value in life here than outside.

They can't let go of their parents and can only accept the path arranged by their parents.

Although their father said that they had all kinds of weapons and powerful weapons, no matter how well-organized those people were, they would not dare to attack them by force.

But they still feared losing their lives in an engagement two days later.

Hearing Qiao Ran's words, they couldn't help jumping up.

At the entrance of the dungeon, a small figure looked at the people inside with arms crossed.

Looking at Qiao Ran's bright smile, Lei Yan felt that her body seemed to be covered with a layer of light, so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

The crisp and melodious singing sounds like magic, making people's depressed and hesitant hearts instantly clear.

It's as if a confused life suddenly finds the meaning of living, which makes people full of energy.

Qiao Ran, what kind of strange woman are you, that you can sing and dance so heartlessly when your life is counting down?

After dancing for half an hour, Qiao Ran was sweating all over, helped her grandma to sit down, and went to get breakfast by herself.

"Thank you for the breakfast. After we finish breakfast, if you are willing to learn, I can teach you more cool dances." Qiao Ran said with a bright smile to several young guard men.

When the men saw Qiao Ran's pretty smile, they felt like they were in the spring breeze.

"Okay, Miss Qiao, we'll come back to you later!"

After the guards left, grandma looked at Qiao Ran's delicate face and said happily, "I never thought that one day I would dance in this damn place, this is the happiest day I've had in the past few decades. "

"Grandma, the dance you dance is very beautiful. It can be seen that you practiced a lot when you were young. You need to practice more in the future to live a long life!"

"I'll be [-] years old in seven years. I've lived long enough. It's worth it for me to see such a lovely granddaughter like you."

"It's because of my lovely granddaughter that you want to live to be a hundred years old. I still want you to help me take care of the children!" Qiao Ran said softly.

"Haha, what Ran'er said is right, grandma wants to live to be 120 years old to help you take care of the child, no, I want to live to [-] years old, and watch your child get married!" Grandma smiled happily on her wrinkled face.

"Live old and eat well. If you want to take care of your grandson, you have to eat first. Eat breakfast!" Qiao Ran said, picking up a piece of sweet potato and giving it to grandma.

The caretaker brought sweet potatoes, corn, porridge and mustard.

Although it is very simple, it is better than being fresh and delicious.

The things sent to Zheng Zhenzhu in the next cell gave off a rancid smell.

Zheng Zhenzhu seemed to be used to this kind of treatment, she raised her head, and then continued to lie motionless on the dry grass.

Grandma looked at the sweet potato in her hand and threw it in front of Zheng Zhenzhu through the gap in the iron railing.

"Grandma, she is the one who created the evidence that Lei Zhen colluded with the enemy and judged the country. She made Lei Zhen Zhanshan commit a crime and seek revenge from the Lu family. All the tragedies were caused by her. Why do you still give her food?"

"The best way to find someone to take revenge is to let her live in pain, let her live like a ghost and a ghost, and rely on charity for food, isn't it very interesting?" Grandma said in a cold and authentic voice.

Qiao Ran gave her grandmother a thumbs up: "Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy."