Ye Nianmo listened to her quietly until she smiled again, "I'm fine, let's go."

"Come with me to see the scenery here again." Ye Nianmo did not move, but continued to look at the river with a contented expression.

Ding Yiyi was also very afraid of meeting her adoptive father, so she simply agreed. The two walked to the stone bench under the bridge and sat down. From here, they could just see the old man sitting on the bridge.

Not long after, the old man, who had been listless, raised his arm and shook it in the distance, and his oversized undershirt swayed from side to side with his movements.

Not far away, a man walked over slowly. He was wearing a very ordinary shirt, not fat, and had a military green water bottle on his waist.

"You're late again! Old Ding, you can't do this." The old man excitedly knocked on the container next to his hand for holding the food, and waved excitedly.

"Mr. Dong, I'm sorry, you know my legs are not comfortable in this weather." The man walked to the edge of the bridge, first sat his butt on the bridge, and stretched one foot straight through his empty trouser leg.

You can also see what the metal bracket looks like.

At the other end of the bridge, Ding Yiyi covered her mouth. She recognized the old man with white hair as the man she saw in the photo. But it had only been half a year. How could the originally cheerful man have aged like this?

"He misses you very much." Ye Nianmo whispered, looking at the old man not far away.

Ding Yiyi was sitting there and could vaguely hear the conversation between the two, "Old Ding, you came to my house for dinner today. My son came back today and brought them some good wine."

"I won't go. Just eat whatever you want at home."

"You, Yiyi, that girl has been sick for so long. It's time to let it go and live a good life for these ten years. When the time comes, you can go find your girl as soon as you close your eyes."

The old man was persuading the chess player who was interviewing him, but he saw that the other player was staring at the position behind him, and the chess piece he was holding fell from his hand and fell into the river.

"You old man, what are you doing!" The old man hurriedly bent down and looked at the place where the chess piece fell, only to see the sparkling surface of the river.

He watched the old man opposite stand up and stagger under the bridge. He turned around and was shocked when he saw the person standing on the bridge, "Yiyi girl."

Ding Yiyi ran out impulsively, but now she is a little at a loss. She deeply apologizes to the old man in front of her, but when it comes to family affection, there is no family affection without past memories.

While she was thinking, she was already being hugged, and the old man was holding her and crying loudly, choking with sobs and not knowing what he was saying. It took her a long time to hear that he was calling Ding Yiyi's name.

Many neighbors also gathered around and were very surprised to see Ding Yiyi. Her husband was by her side, so how could this person still be fake? But what happened in the first place?

After a while, Ding Dacheng stopped crying, took Ding Yiyi's hand and rolled up her sleeves. Seeing that there were no wounds on her arms, he asked tremblingly: "Am I dreaming?"

"You old Ding, you just threw my chess piece into the river. Now you want to say that you have to default on your dream, right?" The old man playing chess with Ding Dacheng said cheerfully.

Back at Ding's house, Ding Meirong was folding vegetables in the yard. When she saw Ding Yiyi, she stood up suddenly. The vegetable basin in her arms fell to the ground, and the beans were scattered all over the floor.
Chapter completed!