"Why is there such a big pot?" Nannan asked innocently.

"Haha, most of the people who lived in the compound in the past were busy with work and couldn't reveal their identities. They basically didn't come back every few years, leaving their wives, children, and children at home..."

"So every time it comes to reunion festivals, every household stays together and celebrates the festival together. Although conditions are better now and there is no need to do this anymore, this habit has remained until now."

Hearing this, Su Yuan couldn't help but stand in awe.

Deng Lao smiled and asked: "Nanny, do you understand?"

"I understand." Nannan said happily.

"Beibei also understands." Beibei said loudly.

"Why."

Mr. Deng smiled, stood up and looked at the well-matched couple in front of him, and said with a smile: "You two are here just in time. You know that Grandma Hui has already made two pairs of shoes and wants you to try them out first."

"Okay." Su Yuan couldn't wait.

Come upstairs.

Both sides of the long corridor are lined with flowerpots, in which some wintersweets are planted.

The fragrance of flowers overflows.

Add a bit of brightness to this old floor.

",These flowers..." Lin Chumo's beautiful eyes lit up.

"Haha, Grandma Zhihui likes it. When I was busy in the past, when I didn't come back for three years, Grandma Zhihui thought I was a spy and got caught. When I came back during the Chinese New Year that year, she ignored me for a few days, so I bought some

Give her flowers and she will be happy." Mr. Deng said with a smile.

Using the simplest language, it tells the love of that era.

Looking at the flowers in the corridor, Lin Chumo was filled with tenderness.

very nice.

When Grandma Zhihui saw a family of four, she didn't even say hello. She even took out some freshly made shoes from a wooden box and let Su Yuan and Lin Chumo try them out.

Naturally, the two children also play a role.

"How is it? Is the size suitable?" Grandma Zhihui asked with a smile.

"Okay, it's very warm, much warmer than the shoes I wore before." Su Yuan tried to step on his feet a few times, speaking from the bottom of his heart.

"Of course, this is sewn by Grandma Zhihui herself, and you can't buy it outside." Lin Chumo said angrily, feeling that his feet were just wrapped, very warm, and it also reflected Grandma Zhihui's feelings.

"Wow, I'm so happy, I have new shoes."

"Sister, why are yours bigger than mine?"

"Because my sister is taller than my brother!"

"But why is dad taller than mom? Why is Beibei so short?"

Beibei was troubled.

Seeing the innocent conversation between the two children, everyone couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Deng, Chu Mo and I came here because we have something to tell you two."

Su Yuan laughed, took Lin Chumo's hand and said, "We are getting married. The wedding will be held on the second day of the Lunar New Year."

The two elders were startled.

"This is a good thing! But, oh, your child, it's already Laba. Why are you saying it so late? You must have a quilt for your wedding. I don't know if it's too late to do it now. There are also clothes..."

Grandma Zhihui got up and got busy, her mouth full of blame but also full of joy.

"The second grade of junior high school?" Deng Lao asked with a smile.

"I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you two to act as matchmakers." Su Yuan smiled and looked at Lin Chumo, who happened to be looking over as well.

The two eyes met each other, full of tenderness.

They thought of going together.

Although they have no blood relationship with their elders, they feel the warmth from their elders who are closer than relatives.

"Haha, definitely, definitely." Deng Laolian smiled and nodded.

"It's time to eat porridge, Lao Deng, Zhihui." There was shouting and laughter from below.

"Going down." Grandma Zhihui replied: "Let's go down and eat porridge."

"Eating porridge."

"Brother, you are evil! You are ahead of me again!"

"Slow down, don't knock grandma down." Lin Chumo hurriedly followed behind, protecting grandma Zhihui, which made grandma Zhihui laugh.

"Mr. Deng, why don't you go down?" Su Yuan followed to the stairs and saw Mr. Deng in a daze, so he couldn't help but turn around and ask.

"It suddenly occurred to me that I have something to do. I'll get down right away. You can go ahead." Mr. Deng said with a smile.

"Okay." Su Yuan turned around and went downstairs.

Mr. Deng stood in the corridor, looked at the lively scene in the yard, smiled, then came to the house and took out an old photo from the dusty box.

Above are his ‘comrades’ who fought with him in the cause of education.

They have all gone back now.

"Old guys, God has been kind to me, allowing me to meet such lovely children in my old age; but he made a big joke for me again. In the second grade of junior high school, what a wonderful day, but maybe I can't wait.

It's time..." Mr. Deng murmured to himself.

Finish the hot porridge.

When it was almost time to clean up, Mr. Deng hurriedly went downstairs.

I apologized to everyone.

Everyone laughed it off.

Finished the porridge.

Mr. Deng answered the phone and hurriedly went out.

"Grandma Zhihui, what have you been busy with lately?" Back at the old house, Su Yuan looked at the back of Deng Laogong as he went out and couldn't help but ask.

"There will be a medal awarding conference in a few days. You are one of the main people and are often asked to give some advice."

Grandma Zhihui smiled and did not stop working. She thought for a while and said, "It seems that a young man named Zhu Jian has won the Dragon Blood Medal. This is awesome. From now on, it will be the world of you young people."

Su Yuan was thoughtful.

He did know about it.

But there were so many things going on before that I forgot about them all at once.

"Is there something on your mind when you didn't come down earlier?" Su Yuan asked in a low voice.

In fact, he is not willing to interfere in the lives of the two elders.

After so many years, the two elders have their own blessings and their own way of life.

However, Su Yuan had sensed Mr. Deng's emotional changes before, especially when he learned the date of his wedding to Lin Chumo, his mood fluctuated even more.

Su Yuan could not predict whether Mr. Deng had any hidden secrets.

"This...maybe he was triggered by the situation and reminded him of his former comrades." Grandma Zhihui sighed.

Although Mr. Deng was engaged in the education industry, at that time, he was opening up an unknown road, which was as dangerous as a battlefield.

"You and I have calculated how many people died of diseases, assassinations, and even, hey..." Grandma Zhihui wiped her tears and stood up and said: "You guys should bask in the sun first. I'll see if you are still falling when you leave."

Something."

"Actually, those ancestors who have sacrificed their lives deserve to receive those medals, but they have already..." Lin Chumo lowered his head lonelyly.

Su Yuan nodded lightly.

Looking back at the sky in the distance.

The sky is very blue and the sun is very dazzling.

But at this moment, Su Yuan felt unusually cold.

He couldn't even feel a trace of warmth.

His intuition told him that things were definitely not that simple.

When Grandma Zhihui came to the bedroom, the old box was touched, and a strong and unknown premonition arose in her heart.

I opened the old box tremblingly and saw that the position of the photo had also been moved. I knew that Mr. Deng had taken it before.

Suddenly, after decades of companionship, Grandma Zhihui guessed what Mr. Deng was thinking. She couldn't help but hold the old photo in her arms and shed tears.

You finally chose to take this path.

…
To be continued...