Mr. Meng talked about the things his mother had done cruelly, his face full of sadness.
"Forget it that she broke off the relationship with us. She is still living in such a bad life. I haven't even entered the coffin yet, but she went there before me..." Mr. Meng sighed repeatedly.
Seeing how sad he was, Han Chen wanted to comfort him, but he didn't say anything.
To be honest, his mother and the people and things in his mother's family are quite unfamiliar to him.
Mr. Meng seemed to have been holding it in his heart for a long time, and now he finally found someone to talk to. He didn't care whether he answered or not, and continued talking on his own.
"Her mother is gone, she is gone, and now even her brother is missing. I am only left with an old skeleton. I don't know when God will take me back."
Han Chen frowned. Is his mother's brother missing?
Having said this, Mr. Meng held his forehead with one hand and covered his eyes with his palm, probably because he didn't want to lose his composure in front of him.
Han Chen coughed lightly and finally said something to comfort him: "Don't be too sad. Mother may have some difficulties. She told me before she left that the people she is most sorry for in her life are you."
Hearing this, Mr. Meng couldn't help but look at him: "Did she really say that?"
Han Chen nodded: "Well, I can also see that she actually misses you very much, but she's just afraid that you won't forgive her, so she doesn't dare to come back."
"She...why is she so stupid? Hey..." Mr. Meng kept sighing.
Han Chen asked: "Did you just say that my uncle's whereabouts are unknown?"
Meng Meng became even more sad when he mentioned his missing son, his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life.
He suppressed the pain: "Yes, five years ago he and his teammates went to carry out a task assigned by the superiors. It was a very dangerous task. Although it was completed in the end, he could not come back. He was injured and fell into the valley. He could not be found.
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From what Mr. Meng said, he knew that his uncle was a special forces soldier, and the tasks he performed were naturally not ordinary.
Han Chen couldn't say anything to comfort him. Five years had passed and he still couldn't find anyone. He was afraid that the situation was already in danger.
The old man should have this awareness in his heart, but he is just unwilling to accept it.
"That's why I said that I am the only old person in this family." He never imagined that in the original happy home with two children, he would be the only one left in the end.
Han Chen couldn't help but feel sad for him, but he finally said: "No, don't you still have Momo and me now? We are all your relatives."
Hearing this, Mr. Meng suddenly looked at him, his eyes fixed on him: "You are right, I still have you guys. I came to you just to tell you that I want you to change your surname to Meng. From now on
From now on, you will be the grandson of my Meng family. When I enter the coffin, you will inherit everything in the Meng family."
He really can't find another heir now. Han Chen is his daughter's son and can be considered a child of the Meng family.
Han Chen was shocked. Changed his surname to Meng? Inherited everything from the Meng family?
"This..." He was not very willing: "I think my current surname is pretty good."
Mr. Meng's eyes dimmed, and after watching him silent for a while, he said, "It's okay if you don't want to change your surname. Your children will have the surname Meng in the future." He just wanted the Meng family to have a legacy.
Han Chen: "..." This is more difficult than asking him to change his surname, because he will not have any more children in the future, and his only child is Han Momo.
"What? You can't promise me this?" Mr. Meng was a little excited. He had already given in. Why didn't he think about an old man?