"I do mine, it's up to you what you think. If you don't like me bandaging you, you can just bite the bandage off your hand with your mouth." Qiao Ran said and walked to her grandmother and sat down.
"Grandma, I'm sorry, if I had known you were here, I should have come here earlier!"
Looking at Qiao Ran's guilty eyes, grandma said with distressed and loving eyes: "My silly granddaughter, your mother doesn't even remember me, how can you know that I exist?
I can see you before I die and know that your mother is still alive and well. I have died with no regrets. You must not blame yourself for not coming to save me sooner."
Mentioning his mother, Qiao Ran's eyes flickered: "Grandma, tell me about the family affairs, grandpa, uncle and Aunt Yao, let me know more about the grudge between Aunt Yao and Lei Zhen, maybe I can find some answers to Lei Zhen's problems.
The secret of the heart..."
"Okay, our family is in the Imperial City of Beihong Kingdom, and your grandpa is the commander-in-chief of the three armies, Lu Bojie..."
"What? Grandpa is Lu Bojie, the commander-in-chief of the three armies?" Qiao Ran was so shocked that his voice trembled when he spoke.
From Qiao Ran's tone, grandma knew that Qiao Ran knew Lu Bojie, and asked excitedly: "Do you know him? Is he still alive?"
"Lu Sitong is still alive, but he retired long ago. Now his son Lu Qishan serves as a first-grade general."
"Qishan is still alive? So Lei Zhen lied to me? That's great. Both Bojie and Qishan are still alive. I have waited for more than 40 years and can finally rest in peace..."
Seeing his grandma crying with joy, Qiao Ran's heart was beating wildly.
So she went from being a poor person with no loved ones to a person with a grandpa, a grandma, and an uncle?
Her grandfather was the former President-General of the Armed Forces and her uncle was a first-grade general. She suddenly transformed into a person with a political talisman?
I have to say, this connection is really incredible!
"By the way, Ranran, what is your Uncle Qichuan doing?" Grandma asked curiously.
"Uncle Qichuan? As far as I know, Mr. Lu seems to have only one son, Qishan."
After hearing Qiao Ran's words, the joy in grandma's eyes faded again.
"Your Qichuan has already gone to hell!" Zheng Zhenzhu said with a cold laugh.
Grandma's tears fell again like broken beads.
The pain of having hope but then being disappointed, of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person away, came to my heart again.
…
At the foot of the mountain in the dead of night!
Dressed in black, Wen Shimo held the latest weapon and began to climb the mountain according to the map sent by the stranger.
Jiang issued a military order for the people, no one was allowed to act without permission, but he couldn't do it.
I can't wait quietly in the hotel for the next two days.
He wants to save Qiao Ran.
Even if he died, he would rescue Qiao Ran.
Wen Shimo's heart has never been so flustered and scared as it is now.
Just when Wen Shimo arrived at the foot of the mountain and was studying where to go up the mountain, a text message rang on his cell phone.
A stranger sent him a map of the mountains, and if he succeeded, he would be asked to see Qiao Ran.
If he fails to break through and dies on the road, it will be his fate.
Wen Shimo knew that going up the mountain when the other party knew that he had broken into the mountain would be very dangerous.
But he still chose to go up the mountain without hesitation.
Along the way, Wen Shimo passed through the border, passed through the hail of bullets, and killed poisonous snakes and lions.
When he wore the walkie-talkie and followed the prompts on the walkie-talkie and reached the last level, his body was covered with injuries.
The last level is a physical fight with one against ten, with bare hands, in a mud jar.
Those ten men were all tall and strong, and their attacks were cruel and deadly. Wen Shimo knew they were well-trained warriors as soon as they made a move.
With his body covered in wounds, it would not be easy to defeat them.
But when he thought about Qiao Ran's voice and smile, he felt like his whole body was filled with energy.
With the belief that he could bring Qiao Ran down the mountain safely, Wen Shimo fought hard with one against ten.
Until the white fish belly appeared in the sky, he finally knocked the ten people down and couldn't stand up in the mud.
And he himself was lying by the mud pool, picked up the walkie-talkie, and said in a dying voice: "I successfully broke through, take me to see Qiao Ran."
"As I expected, the person you really love is Qiao Ran." The woman's strange voice sounded faintly.
Wen Shimo tried his best to lift his neck, which was as heavy as lead, and saw Song Wanrou's sinister and sneering face.
A green snake sat on her head with its mouth wide open and its core spinning, making her look even more terrifying.
"Wan... Wanrou, you, why are you here?"
"Brother Gu, you are so smart, why do you ask questions knowingly?"
Song Wanqing slowly squatted in front of Wen Shimo, and her voice was like a ghost: "These days, you are spreading scandals with different women, aren't you deliberately confusing me, making me relax my vigilance, and secretly find out whether I am the murderer of my sister?
"
As soon as Song Wanqing's words came out, Wen Shimo's confused and doubtful eyes suddenly became clear.
But soon, he fainted due to lack of physical strength.
…
Although he was locked up in a dark and damp dungeon, Qiao Ran slept peacefully that night.
Maybe it’s because I gained a relative unexpectedly!
After getting up, Qiao Ran gave her grandmother an elegant hairstyle.
Compared with Zheng Zhenzhu's cell, which had nothing, grandma's cell had a bathroom where she could wash her hands.
Let grandma's hygiene problems not be as embarrassing as Zheng Zhenzhu's.
Although there was no mirror, it was the first time in decades that she was dressing up and braiding her granddaughter's hair, which she could not even imagine. Grandma couldn't be more happy.
Although the two of them met for the first time, they seemed to have known each other for a long time. They had endless things to say and talk about.
In order to stretch his muscles and bones, Qiao Ran also took his grandmother to do exercises and dances, and sang to her while doing exercises. He was completely free of the anxiety and fear of being imprisoned and his life was in danger.
While the two were having fun, the caretaker who brought breakfast came in and saw this scene, and couldn't help but stare straight.
This was the first time they had seen a prisoner in the mood to dance.
Maybe they were so depressed on the mountain that they didn't leave after delivering the meal. Instead, they stood in front of the iron gate and watched Qiao Ran doing exercises.
An old man and a young man stood in a dilapidated and damp cage, with smiles on their faces as bright as the sun, making people want to dance with them.
“Every day we look at us and we work hard, and the older brothers also do exercises together to stretch our muscles.
In two days, you will have to fight a battle of life and death. I don’t know if you will have the chance to do aerobics in the future.
Why not take advantage of the time and let your body dance?" Qiao Ran looked at the six guards outside the iron gate with a bright smile.
These caretakers were all born in the mountains and have never seen the world below.
To be honest, they don't want to fight in their hearts.
But their parents were all assigned important positions and felt that their lives were more valuable here than outside.
They cannot let go of their parents and can only accept the path arranged by their parents.
Although their father said that they were equipped with powerful weapons, those people would not dare to attack them no matter how strong their layout was.
But they still feared losing their lives in the battle two days later.
After hearing Qiao Ran's words, they jumped up involuntarily.
At the entrance to the dungeon, a small figure looked at the people inside with his hands folded across his chest.
Lei Yan looked at Qiao Ran's bright smile and felt that her body seemed to be coated with a layer of light, so beautiful that it was suffocating.
The crisp and sweet singing voice is like magic, making people's depressed and hesitant hearts instantly become clear.
It's as if a confused life suddenly found the meaning of living, making people full of energy.
Qiao Ran, what kind of strange woman are you to be able to sing and dance so heartlessly when your life is counting down?
After dancing for half an hour, Qiao Ran was sweating all over, helped her grandmother sit down, and went to get breakfast by herself.
"Thank you for the breakfast. When we finish breakfast, if you are willing to learn, I can teach you more cool dances." Qiao Ran said to the young guard men with a bright smile.
When several men saw Qiao Ran's beautiful smile, they felt as if they were taking a breath of spring breeze.
"Okay, Miss Qiao, we will come back to you later!"
After the caretakers left, grandma looked at Qiao Ran's delicate face and said happily: "I never thought that one day I would be dancing in this damn place. This is the happiest day I have had in the past decades.
"
"Grandma, your dance is very beautiful. It seems that you practiced a lot when you were young. You need to practice more in the future to live a long life!"
"I'll be a hundred years old in seven years. I've lived long enough. It's worth it to see such a lovely granddaughter like you."
"It's because you have such a lovely granddaughter like me that you want to live to be a hundred years old. I also want you to help me take care of my children!" Qiao Ran said softly.
"Haha, Ran'er is right. Grandma wants to live to be a hundred years old to help you take care of your children. No, I want to live to be a hundred and twenty years old and watch your children get married!" Grandma's wrinkled face was full of smiles.
It's happiness.
"Live old, eat well, and if you want to raise a great-grandson, you have to eat first. Let's have breakfast!" Qiao Ran said, picking up a piece of sweet potato and giving it to her grandma.
The caretaker brought sweet potatoes, corn, porridge, and pickled mustard.
Although it is very simple, it is fresh and tasty.
The things given to Zheng Zhenzhu in the next cell smelled rancid.
Zheng Zhenzhu seemed to be used to this kind of treatment. She raised her head and then continued to lie motionless on the hay.
Grandma looked at the sweet potato in her hand and threw it through the gap in the iron railing in front of Zheng Zhenzhu.
"Grandma, she was the one who created the evidence that Lei Zhen had collaborated with the enemy and brought down the country. She was the one who made Lei Zhen Zhanshan commit poisoning and seek revenge on the Lu family. She was the cause of all the tragedies. Why do you still give her food?"
"The best way to take revenge on someone is to make her live in pain. Isn't it interesting to let her live like a human being without ghosts, relying on charity for food?" Grandma said in a cold and authentic voice.
Qiao Ran gave grandma a thumbs up: "Sure enough, ginger is still hotter when old."