I became popular in the 1970s by disguising myself as a man

Zhong Zhiran was angry, but he still checked carefully and made sure that the two old men were fine.

"You guys stay in the inner room first. It's still too cold outside. I'll disperse the smoke in the outer room and clean it up before you come out."

When Mr. Yang heard this, how could he not agree? He quickly agreed and pulled Mr. Ye to run into the hut, acting like a good boy, who asked him to make up for his mistakes.

In the hut, Mr. Ye was in a very good mood. It was unmistakable. This girl looked [-]-[-]% similar to Zhong Zhicheng, so she must be Zhong Zhiran. Besides, it was rare to see Lao Yang with a deflated head. It was so satisfying.

You know, among the group of old guys, he is the most slippery. No one has been able to take advantage of him verbally, and he has never thought of asking the little girl to stop him.He didn't miss the fierceness with which the little girl kicked the door just now. She was a man of literary and military skills.

"It's so rare that one day I can see you deflated."

At this moment, Mr. Ye had already been squatted down, and his true colors were revealed and he began to act strangely.

"You know what the heck, this is my granddaughter worried about me.

You still have the nerve to laugh. I had asked you to stir-fry the meat a long time ago, but you had to say that the oil was not hot enough and you had to wait. The pot was on fire after waiting and waiting. "

Mr. Ye is somewhat unreasonable about this matter, and he rubs his nose, but he cannot lose in terms of momentum.

"Oh, it's all my fault. When the oil started burning, did I ask you to put the lid on the pot? How did you do it? You had to use a spoon to light the fire. Tell me what you thought at the time. ,ah?
If you hadn't leaked the pot, would the wood in the stove pit have been covered in oil and burned?Can you clear a room full of cigarette smoke? "

Yang Laoqi's lips are worthy of a kiss.

"I'll buy you a train ticket in a moment. Get out of here right away. You came all the way here just to beat me."

"Hey, good intentions are nothing. I came here specifically to see you. You almost set me on fire, and I didn't even say anything. It doesn't matter that you are getting older, but your ability to rake someone's back has also grown with you."

In the kitchen, Zhong Zhiran had already used his space power to let out all the smoke in the house. He felt tired looking at the mess in the kitchen.

There was also sliced ​​pork belly on the cutting board, and there were sliced ​​sauerkraut in the basin next to it... It can't be said to be shredded sauerkraut, sauerkraut strips as wide as a finger, and a handful of vermicelli.

It was obvious that the food for the two of them was quite tough, but looking around, Zhong Zhiran didn't see the staple food. In other words, if the man really cooked the food, he would still have nothing to eat.

Look at the leaking pot again. Well, it was such a miserable pot. After all, it was the pot that endured everything.

Fortunately, nothing happened. He pampered his grandpa whom he recognized with tears in his eyes. After cleaning up the mess, Zhong Zhiran went back to his home, cooked two bowls of noodles in his own pot, and fried two poached eggs.

When Zhong Zhiran came back, the two little old men were still fighting with each other with full force.

"Ahem, Master, come out to eat."

"Hey, here we come."

Mr. Yang had the look of a villain who had succeeded. He responded with a swish and ran out directly.

"My good granddaughter, thank you for coming back in time. Actually, I'm not to blame for this. It was all Old Ye who encouraged me. Otherwise, why would I have the idea of ​​cooking by myself?"

Zhong Zhiran didn't even believe what Mr. Yang said. When he just pulled the person outside, Zhong Zhiran was anxious and angry. Even if he knew that there was an outsider, he didn't think of saving face for the little old man. He just took it easy now. Come here, teach grandpa not to be in a hurry, wait for no one, and you must give him the face he deserves, otherwise he will let Mr. Yang hang around in his circle of old men and old ladies in the future.

"Eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good after a while. Just be okay. I'll buy you a new pot later."

After Zhong Zhiran said this, he invited Mr. Ye to come over and eat noodles. Then Mr. Ye didn't move and just looked at Zhong Zhiran. "Zhong Zhicheng is my godson. You don't need to call me Grandpa Ye, just Grandpa."

Yang Lao just put a mouthful of noodles in his mouth, and before he could chew it, it spat out.

"You are shameless! Are you crazy? Are you angry when you see my granddaughter in pain?
Zhiran, just ignore him. If you don’t give him the noodles, I can finish them myself. "

After Mr. Yang finished speaking, he glared at Mr. Ye and put the two bowls of noodles in front of him as if he were protecting his food.

"What can you do if you are a perfect godfather? How can you blatantly steal someone else's granddaughter? You don't deserve it..."

Yang Lao thought for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Zhong Zhiran when he thought of something.

"Zhiran, what is your biological father's name?"

"Zhong Zhicheng."

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Mr. Yang felt that his happiness was gone, and the noodles in front of him no longer tasted good.

"So, even if you are a grandpa, I am still ahead of you. I am the eldest grandpa, and you are only a second grandpa at best."

Mr. Yang slapped his chopsticks directly on the table.

"Fucking uncle, you are worthy of me, so I have found the rightful owner. Come on, let me ask you, where was you, uncle, when Zhi Ran was abused by her own mother when she was a child?
When this girl was being plotted by her ungrateful mother to go to the countryside, where was your uncle?You have the nerve to lick your face and say that you are this girl's biological father's godfather. You have such a big face, I'm so embarrassed for you! "

Mr. Yang's subsequent question was not just for quarreling, but because he was really angry. What a good kid, why did he have to live such a life when he was young.

"I didn't know about the things you mentioned. I only just found out about it. Isn't this coming?"

In fact, Zhong Zhiran also considered this issue for a while. He learned from Wu Yong that Zhong Zhicheng's seven comrades all regarded Zhong Zhicheng as their savior, so why did they not take care of the original owner sincerely? Even if they were caring, the original owner would not. As for being starved to death, of course she wouldn't have the chance to cross over into this world.

But after thinking about it, Zhong Zhiran soon understood that Zhong Zhicheng sacrificed and Li Yanru remarried. Even if they were Zhong Zhicheng's comrades, they could not get past Li Yanru.

Furthermore, no one could have imagined that Li Yanru, a biological mother, would be so despicable to her biological child.

Their care is mainly about the financial and living conditions. Look at the original owner's previous housing and monthly subsidy, and then think about the job that they sold that belonged to the original owner.

If the original owner hadn't been so weak, he wouldn't have had such an end.

And having said that, they regarded Zhong Zhicheng as their savior, but neither the original owner nor themselves had any position to ask these people to do anything for them.

Zhong Zhicheng was first a soldier, then their comrade, brother, and Zhong Zhiran's father.

Zhong Zhicheng's sacrifice was not for any one person.

Zhong Zhiran thought so, so he said so, which directly silenced the two little old men.

Zhong Zhiran didn't care. It was Zhong Zhiran's business not to be resentful. In the final analysis, Mr. Yang was still angry and Mr. Ye still blamed himself.