Who is poor? [Rebirth]

"grandfather?"

Cheng Yanxia came in slowly, wiping her hands. "What's the matter?"

"Come, come over and ask you." Cheng Tingsong held the cane with one hand and touched the dog's head with the other.There was an inexplicable sense of banditry.

Cheng Yanxia threw the trash and stopped, two meters away from the old man. "Grandpa just ask like that."

"It's almost New Year's Eve, so the old boy from the Wei family came to me right now, saying that his second son's son was forced to transfer out of your school by our family?"

"Your dad said you made him do it, is that true?"

Cheng Yanxia glanced at the old father who sold herself out of the corner of her eye. "Yes."

"Hey, Cheng Yanxia, ​​tell me the reason?"

Called by full name, either angry or interested in this matter.

Cheng Yanxia looked at the little old man expectantly.Cheng Yanxia said: "It's not that grandpa doesn't know that Wei Yao often comes by, and he doesn't like it."

The old man tapped his cane: "Just here? Okay, Cheng Yanxia!"

Cheng Yanxia added: "Ming Chen."

"What's wrong with Mingyu, Mingyu!"

"He bullied Mingyu." Cheng Yanxia looked at his grandfather's old face and changed again.Little Pumpkin's scalp was wrinkled by his rubbing.The dog who weighed a few kilograms looked at him pitifully.

"Mingyu! Then he should!"

Cheng Tingsong leaned forward, with worry in his eyes: "It's all your fault, kid. I told you to bring him to our house to play. It's been a semester, why haven't we seen anyone!"

"Grandpa, it's half term." Cheng Yanxia asked truthfully.

"That's why you're stupid."

Cheng Jiangtang sat up straight now, and put away his indecent appearance.At first glance, it was still the father with a firm and reliable face.

"Son, are you really in love early?"

When Cheng Jiangtang helped, he thought that his son was really entangled by that boy from the Wei family, but he didn't expect that there was a shadow of Mingyu.

"By the way, I haven't seen it yet. When will I take it home to see?" Cheng Jiangtang nodded more and more as he said, "Your mother is talking about his daughter-in-law every day. It's winter vacation, so bring it back to see."

"Dad, you think too much."

Mr. Cheng stared fiercely: "The child is still young, so the daughter-in-law will wait first and be friends first."

Cheng Jiangtang looked at the old man and rolled his eyes silently.I don't know who most wants to let others get engaged to their son first.

When Cheng Yanxia saw the two elders, he was about to argue.He said helplessly, "Dad, Grandpa, it's still early."

"I'm not yet of age."

Cheng Jiangtang snorted, put his hands on the sofa, and raised his legs. "You don't know, when you were seven years old, your mother wanted you to find a fiancé for you."

The old man agreed, and the father and son reached an alliance in an instant. "No matter how young you are, it's not yet full moon. Seeing other people's cute and white milk dolls. I want to arrange for you."

A smile flashed in Cheng Yanxia's eyes.

"Whose family?"

"Whose family?" Cheng Jiangtang looked at his old man.

The old man patted the dog's head, and the little pumpkin groaned aggrievedly.

"It's from the Wei family."

"My mother's vision should not be so bad."

"Well, she stopped thinking in a few days. I thought she was just talking, but then you were saved by a child, didn't you?"

Cheng Yanxia paused, with seriousness in her eyes.He held his breath subconsciously: "Didn't you say you didn't find it?"

"Tsk, wait until I finish."

Yes, he is still a middle-aged overlord.

"Tell me." Cheng Yanxia sat next to the old man, and rescued the little pumpkin from the old man's palm-like hand.

"Your mother fell in love with the child as soon as she saw it. It's a pity that you were shocked and sent to the hospital. I went with your mother to find him. Your mother asked you on the spot for saving her life."

"It's a pity, the wound on your body needs an operation urgently, and the family will transfer you back to the hospital."

"When everything is settled, the child's parents will come to ask for life-saving money, and your mother will stop thinking about it."

Cheng Yanxia blinked her eyelashes like a fluttering butterfly. "What about the kid?"

Cheng Jiangtang was surprised: "Could it be that you really have been thinking about it until now?"

"But that child is really good-looking. Although he is poorly dressed, he is the kind of white and well-behaved child your mother likes."

The old man muttered: "Isn't it just Mingyu?"

Cheng Yanxia: "I want to thank him in person."

"Is there any contact information?" For Cheng Yanxia, ​​the people he saw at that time in a daze state and the scent of grass and trees were the good medicine for him to fall asleep later.

Even after many years, as a lifesaver, he still wants to say thank you in person.

"No." Cheng Jiangtang was ruthless, and there was obvious displeasure on the faces of the couple. "In the few years since you first came back, you lost more than 20 catties, and your mother worried that you would feel even more uncomfortable when the old things were brought up again, so the whole family simply put this matter behind them."

"Later, when you grew up, your mother heard you dreaming and still nagging the child to get out of the way, and when she went back to look for it, the building was already empty."

"We just found out that the child left with the parents."

Cheng Yanxia touched Little Pumpkin's eyebrows, and asked softly, "What's his name?"

Cheng Jiangtang frowned: "Do you want to find it again?"

Cheng Yanxia: "Just asking."

At that time, 200 million had to be left, which was by no means a small amount at that time.The Cheng family gave it, and the love for saving lives was naturally broken.

"Dad, what's your name?"

"Cheng Jiangtang, don't embarrass my grandson."

"Dad, who's in trouble." Cheng Jiangtang sighed when he saw that Cheng Yanxia was silent.

"He doesn't say it, grandpa does." Old Master Cheng's mouth ran faster than his brain, "It's called Ming..."

Cheng Yanxia straightened up instantly.

The old man saw the eagerness in his grandson's eyes at a glance.As soon as he was in a hurry, he was also in a hurry.He patted his head and turned to look at Cheng Jiangtang.

"What's Ming called?"

Cheng Jiangtang: "There are forests."

"Ming Youlin?" Cheng Yanxia recalled, but there was no such person in his memory.

"It's the boy's father."

"It's time to eat!" Song Yuge was wearing a cheongsam, with a string of fine pearls hanging around his neck, with a gentle posture.

"I told you to eat, what are you three doing?"

"Mom, what was the name of the child you gave me when you were young?"

"What help you, which child?" Song Moge didn't realize what he was talking about for a moment.

Cheng Yanxia: "The kidnapping."

"Oh, this..." She looked at her husband, wondering why her son asked that.

Seeing Cheng Jiangtang nodding solemnly, Song Yuge rolled his eyes. "Can not remember."

After finishing speaking, she went straight out the door with white steam on her head.

Cheng Yanxia got up and chased after him, but a vague voice could still be heard far away. "Mom, tell me..."

"That family, it's not good to be in contact with people. Besides, your mother and I have a bad memory, so I forgot long ago."

How many years, ten years?

Those who deliberately forget, who will remember.

"What's the use of knowing a name? You know, I'm old enough to ask myself."

After the person left, the old man left with a long sigh: "Grandson is not enlightened here, it turns out that the enlightenment has gone to someone else."

"Granddaughter-in-law..."

"Ah!"

Mingyu rubbed his nose, worried that he would catch a cold from the cold wind, so he hurriedly got up and went into the room to change into thick clothes.

After waiting for two days, Mingyu tossed and turned and couldn't sleep for two days. The dark circles under his eyes hung on his white face like peeled egg shells, as if black ink had been smeared twice.Very obvious.

"Mingyu, don't you sleep well at home? Come to sleep at aunt's house."

People who went into the mountain with a basket on their backs passed by, and they would say hello when they saw Mingyu.

"Auntie, I'm fine."

"There are many beds at home, so there is room."

Mingyu shyly refused: "Auntie, I slept well. I just stayed up late at night."

"Young people still need to stay up less late, otherwise it will be too late to regret when they are old."

"Understood." Mingyu smiled.

Suddenly, the phone rang again.

"Aunt Guan."

Guan Hui sighed from the bottom of her heart when she saw the call that was picked up within a second.

"Mingyu, the investigation has come out. People have been caught, and the matter of compensation is also being discussed. Mingyu doesn't have to worry."

Mingyu didn't see him mention Ming Youlin, so he breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

To be sure, Mingyu asked again: "Auntie, has my father been here these few days?"

Guan Hui paused and continued. "Come here, but left without seeing you."

"Oh, okay, thank you, Auntie."

"Take care of yourself over there, you know?"

"I know, thank you, Auntie."

The phone hung up, and the stone in Mingyu's heart fell to the ground.Not good, not good.