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Chapter 226 Little Bear, how about spending a day with Grandma?

"alright!"

The old woman didn't give him a chance to continue his banter and immediately stood up.

"We've already taken a seat."

"I'm going to cook!"

"Go sit over there with Big Black!"

The old woman stood up, brushed his hand away, and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

She walked in a hurry.

It's like they're racing against time.

Yan Cong watched her retreating figure and chuckled softly.

He squatted down and rubbed the shiny black fur of the large dog.

"Big Black!"

"Now I've fallen to the same level as you."

Big Black didn't understand, it just barked happily.

"Ding ding ding—"

Not long after I started rubbing, my phone rang.

Yan Cong connected.

"Old Yan."

"The people I arranged will be there in an hour."

"Is the address correct?"

Yan Cong glanced at the little old woman busy in the kitchen, and pursed his lips.

"That's right."

"When you come along, please also take my grandmother, my two best brothers' families, and... my first ex-girlfriend's family to the inland."

"Okay, okay."

"These are minor matters."

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded urgent.

"But I'm telling you, time is of the essence."

"You'll be on duty immediately after you arrive in Kyoto."

Yan Cong rubbed his temples.

"Alright! Alright!"

"Do you think I'd go back on my promise?"

"It's dead!"

I had just put down my phone when I heard the old lady's shouts coming from the kitchen.

"Little bear, come and start a fire for me!"

"They're here!"

Yan Cong rubbed Dahei's head, then got up and ran to the kitchen.

Not long after.

The smoke from the kitchen has stopped.

On the table were steamed eggs, sweet and sour pork, sauerkraut fish, corn and pork rib soup, and a plate of water spinach.

Four dishes and one soup.

These are all foods that Yan Cong likes to eat.

The old woman served him a bowl of rice.

"Come on, little bear, have a taste!"

"good!"

Yan Cong scooped a spoonful of steamed egg onto the rice, stirred it with chopsticks, and put it into his mouth along with the rice.

Fresh but not overpowering.

The aroma of soy sauce is subtle.

This time it wasn't salty.

Everything is just right.

But as Yan Cong ate, tears started falling from his eyes.

Grandma sat to the side, not asking him why he was crying.

She held back her tears as she put various dishes into his bowl.

Eat more.

"That's not enough... Grandma will make you more..."

"Hmm... okay!"

Yan Cong shoveled large mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, his shoulders shaking the whole time.

on the road.

One after another, top-of-the-line Hongqi cars with the "Leopard" badge were already driving down the dirt road.

The group of neighbors who had just been scolded back by the old lady couldn't help but come out again.

Everyone gaped open.

"Who...who is this?!"

"Holy crap...they're heading towards Yan Cong's place again?!"

"Go check it out!"

"Go quickly..."

“Ding Di—”

Just as the lead Hongqi car pulled up at the entrance, Yan Cong finished his last bite of rice.

He raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

Then he stood up and bowed deeply to the old woman.

"grandmother……"

"I...I'm leaving."

The old lady was about to get up.

Yan Cong had already turned around and walked into the back seat of the Hongqi car, which had its door open.

The outside erupted in a cacophony of voices.

"They really came to pick up Yan Cong!"

"This is a military vehicle!"

"Why are so many people here to pick him up?!"

"Yan Cong has really made something of himself!"

The noisy chatter outside reached the old woman's ears.

The unease in her heart finally settled down at that moment.

She had sensed earlier that the bear was hiding something from her.

This trip back may very well be the last time we see each other.

Now you see these convoys.

All her speculations turned into fear, which propelled her to chase after them.

The old woman leaned against the car window and shouted to Yan Cong, who had turned his head away:

"Little bear..."

"Where...where are you going?"

Yan Cong dared not look at her.

"grandmother……"

"I...I'm going to work."

"That……"

The old woman pulled a small cloth bag from her bosom, her fingers trembling violently.

"Little Bear, how much do you earn in a day?"

Yan Cong's throat bobbed, and his voice choked with emotion.

"two hundred."

The old woman quickly pulled out two red bills from her small cloth bag and stuffed them into Yan Cong's face.

"Little bear..."

"Grandma has two hundred yuan here."

"Why don't you spend just one day playing with Grandma?!"

"Just one day!"

The old woman's pleading voice echoed in Yan Cong's mind.

A very small image of himself flashed before his eyes.

At that time, he was also holding two candies, looking at his grandmother with an expectant expression.

"grandmother!"

"Here are these two candies for you, will you play with me all day?"

"Just one day!"

Grandma readily agreed.

but now……

Yan Cong accepted the two hundred yuan.

He glanced down and noticed that one of the notes was a red note issued by the Tiandi Bank.

He pointed to the bill, trying to keep his voice steady.

"Grandma, one hundred of these bills you have are counterfeit."

"It's unusable."

"Then...then!"

The old woman was already in tears.

She clung to the car window, crying and begging him.

"Little bear, how about Grandma owes you a hundred yuan?"

"You'll spend one day with Grandma!"

"Mr. Yan..."

The young man in the driver's seat turned around, somewhat reluctant, but still spoke up.

"Time is almost up."

Yan Cong gritted his teeth.

He did not answer his grandmother.

He managed to squeeze out just a few words through gritted teeth.

"Walk……"

"Let's go."

The car started moving slowly.

Two bodyguards in suits rushed over and helped the elderly woman up.

The old woman watched the car slowly drive away, and cried so hard she could barely stand.

"Little bear..."

"Little Bear!"

"Just one day!"

"A single day!"

inside the car.

Yan Cong clutched the two hundred yuan tightly, tears silently streaming down his face.

At last,

He couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed onto the seat in front of him, sobbing violently.

"grandmother……"

"sorry……"

"sorry……"

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