In the past, Zhang Tianhe also ate with them and even celebrated the new year together.
But they are not happy at this moment.
We used to eat together. Even if we stayed here for a long time, it was also a guest. He was still an outsider.
Now, he is their elder and can integrate into the existence of this family.
Looking at the smiles on the children's faces, he felt warm waves in his heart. Unconsciously, he felt that his nose was sour, his eye frame was hot, and his old tears fell uncontrollably.
When everyone didn't find it, he quickly wiped it and smiled gratefully at Gu qiaoyue.
Gu qiaoyue saw the difference of Zhang Tianhe at a glance.
He smiled at him and said:
"Grandpa Zeng, there's nothing wrong on the mountain. Otherwise, Grandpa Zeng will stay at home and go back when he has something to do."
Others quickly echoed: "yes, yes, it's cold on the festival mountain at this time. It's better to live here."
Zhang housheng: "Grandpa, you still have the house you lived in."
A few people, you say a word and I say a word. Zhang Tianhe's tears just erased have the impulse to flow down.
He hasn't experienced such a warm home for a long time.
"Well, stay, stay..." he said excitedly.
Xiao Zhang Shuo suddenly jumped off the table, walked over, took Zhang Tianhe's hand, looked up and called:
"Grandpa Zeng."
Then he climbed up Zhang Tianhe with his own small man.
The people in his arms were small and soft, and kept drilling into his arms. Zhang Tianhe only felt that his heart was about to melt.
"Xiaoshuo, Grandpa Zeng."
He dragged Xiao Zhang Shuo's fart stock and placed the little guy in his arms.
Before he could speak again, he saw little Zhang Shuo's hand reach out to his face and help him wipe down the tears:
"Grandpa Zeng, sister Qiao Yue said that a man is a big husband. He can't cry. If he cries, he must be really sad. Grandpa Zeng, don't be sad. Shall I kiss you?"
As he said this, he slapped several times on Zhang Tianhe's face.
Zhang Tianhe was frozen.
The face is wet, hot and soft. The touch can really melt people's hearts.
He quickly wiped the tears that he couldn't help flowing down again and said with a smile: "look at me, I don't know what happened today. Maybe the wind blew on the road and there was sand in my eyes."
Then he said to little Zhang Shuo:
"Little Shuo Shuo, Grandpa Zeng has sand in his eyes. Will you help Grandpa Zeng blow it?"
"Oh."
Xiao Zhang Shuo quickly climbed up and knelt on Zhang Tianhe's knee. He grabbed his eyelids and blew hard. While blowing, he asked:
"Grandpa Zeng, are you better? How can you flow more? I'll blow it for you again."
Then there was the sound of 'poop poop...'.
Everyone present knew what was going on. One by one, they also coaxed their eyes and quietly wiped their tears, especially Zhang Jingqi, who felt even more uncomfortable.
Only Xiao Zhang Shuo is still young. I don't know what's going on.
A meal was noisy at first, and then the atmosphere became a little dull.
But everyone's heart is hot.
Under the table, Si Moyan also held Gu qiaoyue's hand tightly, took a chopstick, and put her favorite braised ribs in her bowl:
"Eat."
Other people also recovered, and he cunfang quickly said:
"After dinner, it's cold. After dinner, Grandpa, you can tell us something about these years."
Wu Honglian also wiped her tears and hurriedly said:
"Yes, eat quickly. Come down and let your great grandfather have a good meal."
Then he went to hold Xiao Zhang Shuo and sat down in his own children's chair.
Xiao Zhang Shuo sat down and went to see Zhang Tianhe, fearing that the sand in his eyes had not blown out.
It's uncomfortable to have sand in his eyes. Last time he went out to play, the wind was a little strong, and sand was blown into his eyes. It's uncomfortable and he will keep crying.
"Grandpa Zeng, are you still uncomfortable? Has the sand come out?"
Zhang Tianhe quickly smiled: "come out, come out, much more comfortable, thank you, xiaoshuo."
"You're welcome."
Little Zhang Shuo waved his hand solemnly, making everyone in the room laugh.
The anger finally eased.
After dinner, he cunfang quickly pressed down Wu Honglian who was going to wash and said, "Mom, you sit down and talk to Grandpa. We have these things."
Then Gu Qiaowan and Fang RuRu pressed he cunfang and Zhang Peipei who were about to get up:
"Mom, you and Xiaozi sit down. Today we two wash the dishes."
Then the two quickly cleaned up the table and went to the kitchen with dishes and chopsticks, leaving the space for adults.
People are sitting on the sofa and there is a dream of Epiphyllum on TV.
Recently, Wu Honglian hates to like this TV play and watches it in front of the TV when she has nothing to do. But today, there are her favorite TV plays on TV, but her mind is not assigned to the TV play at all.
Zhang Tianhe is talking about his things over the years, scattered, where he thinks and where he says.
But everyone listened carefully.
In particular, after Zhang Tianhe went up the mountain and dealt with the aftermath of the master, he was forced by the then emperor to go down the mountain to become a national teacher. Everyone was even more excited.
What does this mean? It shows that the master is good.
In all dynasties, as long as there are national teachers, which one is not unlimited scenery and powerful.
When I heard that Zhang Tianhe could stick to the bottom line in his heart and was not moved at all, I felt that he was really admirable
Listening to Zhang Tianhe say this, people only think that he is a generation of hero. Except for his unhappy family, he can be the protagonist in the TV series.
I even feel that the experiences of the protagonist in the TV series are not as wonderful as what he said.
Zhang Tianhe finished, and Zhang Jingqi began to talk about his childhood and his military career
Everyone listened with interest.
Fang RuRu and Gu Qiaowan didn't know when they had packed up.
The two men sat on the side and listened carefully, especially Zhang RuRu, who even had an impulse to write Zhang Tianhe's story into a book.
I always feel that his experiences are really wonderful and should not be buried like this.
However, on the third day of this year, the summer vacation is the high school entrance examination. At the critical time, her family will certainly not allow her to write. This idea was dispelled after a while.
Besides, with her writing style of writing several compositions now, she can't support grandpa Zeng's strange experience.
Thinking in a mess in his head, his eyes fell on Gu Qiao Yuefang again, and he couldn't help smiling on his face.
Since I met sister Qiao Yue, her days have changed dramatically.
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