taste peaches

Chapter 145 The Real Name

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At night, the night sky is dotted with a few stars.

The family banquet is over.

Only now Zhang Lianyi was able to chat with Xuan Zhi, and asked her to have dinner with Chen Jingpei at home another day.

Xuan Zhi nodded and agreed: "Okay."

Afterwards, he and Chen Jingpei pushed the grandpa for a walk.

But it may be because of the new environment, the grandfather has not yet adapted, so he kept his mouth shut and did not speak.

"Grandpa, can I buy you a picture book tomorrow? I want to see the road you drew." After walking around for a few laps, Xuan Zhi finally found a key problem, the big man's picture book was missing.

"Draw... draw the road?" The grandpa finally said tremblingly, as if he had found his spiritual support, he choked his throat and nodded: "...OK."

"Then you, do you still remember how you got out of Buyue Mountain?" Taking advantage of his willingness to communicate, Xuan Zhi asked again: "Why did you go to Huangdong Village?"

"Why did I go to Huangdong Village?" the grandfather muttered to himself, still a little confused about his true identity, "Because I am Huang Youliang, and that is my home."

"No." Xuan Zhi corrected him, pouring new ideas into him, "Your name is not Huang Youliang, you are..."

what do you say that is?

She paused, raised her eyes to look at Chen Jingpei, and asked in a low voice, "What's the name of grandpa?"

"Chen Runhuai."

Chen Jingpei's voice was clear and melodious: "The leap of the leap year, the Huai of the Huai Bamboo."

I have to say that the names chosen by their Chen family are very artistic.

Xuan Zhi read it silently, and continued to say to the grandfather in a roundabout way: "Grandpa, listen carefully, your name is Chen Runhuai, this is your real name."

"Chen Runhuai..." The grandfather was in a daze, pointing at himself and asked Xuan Zhi: "My name is...Chen Runhuai?"

"Yeah." Xuan Zhi's brows and eyes flickered, "You have to remember it well. I will test you tomorrow."

"Oh...my name is Chen Runhuai." He seemed to listen.

But after a while, he suddenly became startled: "I can't, I can't be called Chen Runhuai!"

"Why not, Grandpa."

"Because..." The memories in Grandpa's mind criss-crossed, "If my name is Chen Runhuai, what if there is Liang?"

Xuan Zhi: "???"

Chen Jingpei: "???"

The two looked at each other suspiciously.

In the next second, I only heard my grandpa gently humming an out-of-tune wild ballad: "Yuanji Mountain, Thousand People's Ladder, Drinking Snow Work... Live and live, live and live, live until victory and play the national anthem... play the national anthem and play the national anthem." The national anthem is played at home on the heating kang... on the heating kang, on the heating kang..."

He hummed and hummed, his vision became more and more blurred, and his eyes were covered in whiteness, like thousands of miles of frozen mountains and rivers, hindering his progress...

Xuan Zhi's internal organs were inexplicably hurt at this moment.

She took a deep breath, put it aside temporarily and said, "Grandpa, are you tired? I'll take you back to the room to rest."

The grandpa didn't make another sound, just tilted his head and let the two of them push back into the room.

However, before going to sleep, he suddenly said: "Liang saved my life. His greatest wish is to go home and eat a bowl of millet pumpkin porridge made by his own mother. But... He's never coming back... never coming back..."

Xuan Zhi's eye sockets turned red in an instant, and he went back to the bedroom, still feeling heavy and uncomfortable.

Chen Jingpei rubbed her in his arms to comfort her, "Go to bed early, don't think too much, I will accompany you to buy painting books tomorrow."

"Hmm." Xuan Zhi let out a low weeping sound, she was actually suffering from more than just this one thing.

She still thought of the words that Cen Yan had said to her during the day...

(End of this chapter)