Dr. Jiang’s Daily Adversities

Although I was young and didn't quite understand some things, when I arrived at the cemetery, I saw those people looking sad, and here, there were tombstones erected coldly everywhere, as well as grandma Wen, uncle, mother, and father. Since I have been here, everyone seems very serious.

Therefore, the little guy followed Aunt Wen with sensibility and asked nothing.

Mo Boyuan gently pinched his son's butt, and when the villain looked over, he waved his hands.

Cengceng, the little guy ran over and looked at Mo Boyuan, obviously asking: Dad, what is your name Ningning?

Mo Boyuan knelt down and whispered:

"Mom is sad now, go to mom's place."

Jiang Tingxu and Gu Ranzhi stood side by side, looking at the very young picture of Jiang's father in uniform on the tombstone.

"I remember my father hurt you at that time. As long as I came back from vacation, I would accompany you up to the tree to dig out the bird's nest, go down the river to catch fish and shrimp, and once took you up the mountain to hunt and came back with two little rabbits."

"Do you remember? Originally came to the mountain to hunt you rabbits. Why is your little girl still jealous now?"

Jiang heard Xu hum, and Gu Ranzhi continued:

"Uncle Jiang loves me, and my mother loves you too. My mother forced me to wear the little girl's skirt for several days because it broke your skirt."

The past has become the happiest memory in the hearts of the two of them.

The little guy listened to his father and heard the conversation between his mother and uncle before he even approached. He whispered:

"So Uncle still wears girls' skirts?"

It's just this murmur that everyone has heard.

Huh~

Wen Jie laughed.

After Gu Ranzhi's little nephew spoke, he paused, and this would also be full of dumbfounding.

The black history is known by this little guy, will it continue to circulate for many years in the future?

That is required!

Fortunately, Wen Jie still felt sorry for her son, and said:

"All come to worship."

Everyone stepped forward one by one, lined up sideways, and bowed deeply at the tombstone three times.

Wen Jie's hand stroked the cold tombstone a few times:

"Old ginger, we came back to see you again, and this time we brought Ning Ning, who would rather be your grandson, surely you like him?"

If Father Jiang is still alive, don't be surprised, it is necessary to pet his grandson, even more spoiled than ever!

Jiang Tingxu took his son's little hand:

"Ningning, called Grandpa."

"Grandpa."

Screamed obediently.

Jiang Tingxu lowered his body slightly and explained to his son:

"Ningning, your grandpa is a great hero, a very, very great hero. Until now, many people have admired him!"

"Ah? Really? Grandpa is so powerful?"

"Yes, grandpa, he is a famous sharpshooter who has arrested many important criminals and helped many, many people.

However, in order to protect the hostages, he sacrificed in the rescue operation again. "

"What is the sacrifice?"

The little guy really doesn't know what sacrifice means.

"Even if he is gone, we will never see him."

Isn't that dead?

The little guy was shocked. When he looked up, he suddenly found that Jiang Ting Xu Zheng was in tears, stretched out his hand, and wiped it hurriedly:

"Don't cry or cry, Jiang Tingxu, your Ningning is here."

But how can you say that you don't cry without crying?

The villain turned around in a hurry, and finally could only turn to Mo Boyuan on the side:

"father?"