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In the early summer, the Chenjiahe River in Qingshan Town is lush with flowers and birds, and the mountain breeze blowing from the other side brings a little coolness, which weakens the summer heat and makes people feel very refreshing.
Fifty meters away from the river bank, there is a row of old bungalows. Outside the nearest door to the river stands a beautiful young woman with a three-or four-year-old child in her arms.
As soon as the door opened, an old man in a robe came out. He is about 50 years old, and he can still see the handsomeness of his youth, but his beard and hair have turned gray. At this time, he is carrying his hands, and his height is 1 m 85. In silence, he showed a domineering attitude of not being angry and self-defeating.
The beautiful young woman said in fear, "ABBA!" " Then he took a young child beside him and whispered, "Call Grandpa!"
"Grandpa ~!" The child gave a sweet cry.
The old man's melancholy look finally faded, and he reluctantly smiled: "Let's go for a walk by the river." Say that finish, strode to Chen Jiahe.
The beautiful young woman hurried after the toddler.
At this time, there was a bang in the room, followed by a roar: "How did mom die? Have you forgotten? " Haven't you hurt our family enough in recent years? All right! All right! I don't care if you learn' art' from dad quietly! Now do you want to be an asshole? The second child went to America, ...