Reborn 1990: I made my cannon fodder father into the richest man

Duan Jiajia felt warm in her heart when she heard it at the door.

It's hard not to feel touched by being so valued.

What's more, it was his first time here, and Duan Jiajia was a little flattered that the two old people took him so seriously.

"They are like this." Hu Peng chuckled softly: "People are old but their hearts are not old."

If it weren't for their good mentality, so many things happened to the Hu family, and the two elderly people would have been unable to hold on.

There have been ups and downs over the years. If the mentality was not good, how could the Hu family be where they are today?

Hu Peng listened to the sounds inside slowly getting quieter, then stepped forward and knocked on the door gently: "Grandpa, grandma, Jiajia is here."

As Hu Peng's voice sounded, there was another pinging sound inside.

Soon, the door opened.

The room is actually very simple.

There is a double bed with neatly folded quilts, pillows placed on top of the quilt, and a light pink pillow towel on top. The bed sheets are also in the popular flesh pink peony flower shape.

To the left of the bedside are two desks side by side. The desks are covered with a piece of thick glass, and there are many photos pressed under the glass.

Directly above the bed is a family photo, with a bedside table on the right and a large wardrobe next to it.

There are two soft sofas placed under the window, which look more suitable for the elderly. In the middle of the soft sofas is a small square table with tea cups on it.

Duan Jiajia walked to the door of the room under the leadership of Hu Peng and Hu Lai.

Two elderly people were standing by the window. One was wearing a black and gray cotton-padded jacket and vest, and the other was wearing a bright red gauze scarf.

The two men were a little stooped and their faces were full of wrinkles.

He looked at the door expectantly.

The moment she saw Duan Jiajia, Grandma Hu seemed to lose control of her emotions and burst into tears.

Just like Hu Peng said.

In fact, Duan Jiajia looks nothing like the Hu family's sister-in-law.

But that energy and temperament, from the way she poked her head into the room, reminded Grandma Hu that her little daughter was like this when she was this old.

When she saw Duan Jiajia, it was as if she saw her little daughter appearing in front of her again.

This feeling is even deeper than when I met Duan Shunan before.

The second aunt and the younger aunt standing next to the two elders were startled and hurried to help the old people.

Grandpa Hu also wiped his tears and kept waving his hands to the aunt beside him to see his old wife.

Hu Peng led Duan Jiajia forward and walked up to the two elderly people: "Let me tell you. Jiajia doesn't look like my sister-in-law, but she feels very similar."

Grandma Hu nodded repeatedly, unable to say anything excited, and just walked towards Duan Jiajia tremblingly.

Duan Jiajia saw the old man leaving excitedly and hurried forward.

"Great!" Grandma Hu looked at Duan Jiajia.

Obviously the facial features are not similar, only the eyebrows and eyes have some shadows, but Duan Jiajia gives them the feeling that the Hu family's sister-in-law has returned home again.

"Great!" Grandma Hu seemed to only be able to say this, holding Duan Jiajia's sleeves with both hands, and finally couldn't help but hug Duan Jiajia tightly, as if the treasure she had lost for many years had returned.

Duan Jiajia has never been hugged so closely by an elder.

Just listening to Grandma Hu's cries, Duan Jiajia couldn't bear to push her away, and only stretched out her hand to gently caress Grandma Hu's back.

She didn't know what to say to comfort her.

After all, everyone is not familiar with it yet, and she is afraid that if she doesn't speak carefully, she will touch other people's sadness.

"Grandma, stop crying!" It was Hu Lai who stepped forward to help Duan Jiajia out: "Don't frighten my new little niece."

As she cried, Grandma Hu didn't forget to pat Hu Lai, wiped her tears and nodded, and just said to Duan Jiajia: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back."

Perhaps in the hearts of the two elderly people, Duan Jiajia's return not only meant that they had found their little daughter's descendants, but also that their little daughter had gone home together.

All in winter.

It seemed that what came back at that time was no longer the cold body of the little daughter and a ball of ashes buried in the cemetery.

But the living person appeared in front of them again.

Made up for the biggest regret in life.

Duan Jiajia went to see Grandpa Hu again.

Grandpa Hu also had tears in his eyes, but he didn't express his emotions as obviously as Grandma Hu. He kept nodding and asked about Duan Jiajia's life in Shanghai.

I heard Hu Lai laughing next to him: "Grandpa, your official position is like going to the grassroots to express condolences."

She was so angry that Aunt Hu, who had been taking care of the old man, raised her hand and hit her son on the back of the head: "You will die if you don't speak well today, right?"

One moment the newly minted niece, the other moment the grassroots condolences.

Hu Lai groaned, held the back of his head and said to his mother: "There are so many people here. I'm over thirty, can you save some face for me?"

Aunt Hu stared at him: "You still know that you are over thirty?"

Aunt Hu was also laughing beside her and said, "Xiao Lai, your mother is urging you to get married!"

"I didn't. Don't think I'm oppressing him again." Aunt Hu complained, but her face was full of smiles.

Being interrupted by Hu Lai, the atmosphere became lively.

The two elders mainly asked about Duan Jiajia's daily life and wanted to know what Duan Jiajia usually did.

Duan Jiajiazai answered carefully and without any perfunctory words.

"It's almost time, let's go downstairs first. It's time to eat." Aunt Hu looked at the time and knew that the two elderly people would eat when they had time, and prepare to go to bed after watching the news broadcast and the weather forecast.

If it were later, where would the bodies of the two elders be able to survive?

"Yes, yes!" Grandma Hu responded quickly, stood up with Duan Jiajia's help, and did not forget to ask: "Jiajia, do you like to eat sweet and sour pork ribs? Your second aunt is the best at making sweet and sour pork ribs. I specially asked her to Done. There are also pearl meatballs, your third aunt’s specialty."

Duan Jiajia nodded: "When I am at home, I will also ask my dad to make sweet and sour short ribs for me."

Although the food in Huashui City is mainly salty and spicy, Duan Jiajia particularly likes sweet and sour food.

So compared to Yu Zhou, who felt that the cafeteria was boring when he arrived in Shanghai, Duan Jiajia was like a mouse in a rice vat.

Upon hearing that Duan Jiajia likes sweet and sour food, Grandma Hu and Grandpa Hu looked at each other and almost cried again.

Probably thinking that this was Duan Jiajia's first visit, it wouldn't be good for the two of them to keep crying like this, so they both held it back.

Duan Jiajia saw something in it and refrained from asking.

When I went to wash my hands, I pulled Hu Lai and asked.

Hu Lai thought for a while and said, "I remember my elder brother said that my aunt just likes sweet and sour food. She also likes to eat any other dishes with meat wrapped in pot."

As he said that, Hu Lai looked at Duan Jiajia: "I thought my eldest brother was exaggerating, but it turns out there is such a thing as inheritance across generations."

The last time Duan Shunan came, his grandparents were not so excited.