The Young Ancestor of Li’s Family Is Fierce and Sweet

Sun Jianhong froze, and immediately stepped forward to grab He Qiang's hand in ecstasy, "Great, where is she?"

"On the way from the imperial capital, there are still ten minutes."

Sun Jianhong

Immediately rushed out of the yard, looked up and down on the open ground, with an old face so excited that he couldn't stand still.

A minute later, Sun Jianhong paced back and forth, "Why not yet?"

"There are still nine minutes." The bodyguard He Qiang walked over.

Sun Jianhong's face was full of anticipation, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be vivid, "Aiping, is she... is she okay? Is she married?"

"Old lady Gong is very infatuated. She has been waiting for you all her life." He Qiang patted his thin shoulder, "Others, you can only ask her."

Sun Jianhong burst into tears when he heard the words, the 70-year-old man started to cry like a child.

"Don't cry, at least you can see her before you die." He Qiang comforted, "You can be considered lucky."

"Yes." Sun Jianhong took out a paper towel from his pocket and wiped his nose, He Qiang quit, "Why are you taking my paper?"

"Because I don't have the money to buy it."

"..."

"I used to save my travel expenses to find Aiping."

"You don't need it now."

"I want to save money to buy delicious food for her."

"Okay." He Qiang simply gave him all the paper in his pocket, "In a while, if the old lady cries, she will need it."

"Thanks."

While talking, a black car drove up in the distance, Sun Jianhong's heart was in his throat, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

Bai Jingxuan also came to the gate to visit.

The vehicle stopped, and the driver, Fan Mao, got out of the car and opened the door.

First, a wooden crutch that is so simple that you can see it everywhere, and a pair of thin, black cloth shoes are on the ground.

When the owner of those feet stood firm, she was wearing a cheap floral shirt, a scarf wrapped around her head, an ordinary old lady with gray and white hair and wrinkled face.

"Hong Hong, is that you!" The old woman's voice was full of vicissitudes, and the old lady's eyes immediately filled with tears.

Just when everyone thought that Sun Jianhong would rush over immediately, he hesitated for a moment, not daring to admit it.

"It's me, it's me." He shrugged back.

"Hong Hong, I didn't expect to see you again in my lifetime!" The old lady threw away her crutches and ran towards him shaking her old legs. After a few steps, she fell.

Sun Jianhong immediately ran over to help her up, and asked eagerly, "Aiping, are you okay?"

"Old man, don't fall." She thumped him.

Sun Jianhong looked at her wrinkled face, "You have changed so much."

"I haven't seen you for over forty years." She lowered her goosebump-inducing tone, "Of course I'm old. You're not the young man you were back then."

"Hey, we're all getting old." Sun Jianhong nodded hastily.

"Do you think I'm old?" The old lady was obviously angry.

"No, no." Sun Jianhong followed her into the yard, "Let's go home."

"I'm not married yet. How can your family be mine?" Mrs. Gong complained.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Sun Jianhong's tears hung on his old face, and he slapped his own face, "It's all my fault, I have let you down for the rest of my life!"

The old lady Gong also cried like a rainstorm.

Everyone just watched these two people hug each other and cry without reaching three sentences. The scene is still very sad.

Bai Ruoyao watched from a distance, a gleam flashed in her eyes.