Because he is seriously ill in bed all year round, Mo Hudie only has the best friend Yang Guobao.

Moreover, no parent is willing to play with a sick child.

What if I get sick and give it to my own child?

In the past, Yang Guobao always came to see her every few days.

But now, if she remembers correctly, Yang Guobao should have not come to her for more than a month.

Could it be that Yang Guobao has...

Thinking of this, Mo Hudie's expression became dim.

Old Mrs. Mo continued: "Didn't grandma tell you that the national treasure was taken to the countryside by his mother and hasn't come back yet..."

"Will the national treasure come back?" Mo Hudie continued to ask.

Mrs. Mo is really a bit difficult to answer for this question.

Yang Guobao has been taken away by Wang Meifeng for more than a month, and there is no news at all. What is the situation now? Who can tell me?

Old Mrs. Zheng next to her continued, "The Yang family didn't think about taking Wang Meifeng and her son back?"

It is the daughter-in-law's fault that it is for her daughter-in-law. After all, the grandson is his biological child. Is it just watching her grandson wandering away without asking?

Old Mrs. Mo said: "Grandma of the National Treasure is also a stubborn person. She is still waiting for Wang Meifeng to admit her mistake. If Wang Meifeng does not bow her head and admit her mistake, the Yang family will not take the initiative to pick them up!"

After saying that, Old Mrs. Mo continued, "But this is indeed a blame on Wang Meifeng. How could she be a college student? She was a teenage girl and cheated on her movies?"

Isn’t this meant to make a joke if you say it?

Old Mrs. Zheng thought for a while, "Maybe, that little girl is really capable?"

Old Mrs. Mo said, "Old sisters, we all live to such an old age. How many teenage doctors have you met? And they are still girls?"

Stop talking about a few more!

She has never seen even one.

Moreover, all the miracle doctors in China have been men. When did girls appear?

Old Mrs. Zheng smiled, "That's right."

The two old sisters chatted for a while, and Mo Hudie lay on the hospital bed and listened. After a while, she fell asleep drowsyly.

Old Mrs. Zheng held Mo Hudie's hand, and she couldn't tell anything in her eyes.

After a while, he stuttered, "If I hadn't lost Tingting back then, maybe her child is as old as Xiaodie now. It's all my fault, but I'm incompetent..."

Tone of voice, sad and depressing.

Just then, a figure flashed quickly outside the door.

The figure did not walk far away, but hid in the corner and listened to the conversation in the inner room.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Mo sighed and comforted: "A Qing, you didn't blame you for your own mistakes back then, don't blame yourself too much! And don't you already have Lingling now? Lingling is sensible and filial, and she has also given you an excellent granddaughter, which is no different from her biological child."

Old Mrs. Zheng said in a tummy voice:

"Tingting is my daughter born ten months pregnant. She was only three years old when she lost her. If she were still alive, she would have been thirty-six years old this year. If it weren't for my incompetence as a mother, she could have lived a happy life, but now, I don't even know whether she is alive or dead..."

Although Mrs. Zheng brought her adopted daughter back and had children, she still couldn't help but think about her own daughter.

After all, I was pregnant for ten months, so how could I forget it just by saying I could forget it?

"Don't worry, Ah Qing," Old Mrs. Mo reached out and patted Old Mrs. Zheng's hand, comforted her: "Tingting is a lucky child. She must live well now. Maybe in a short while, you mother and daughter will be able to get together again."

Old Mrs. Zheng choked in a low voice.

It has been thirty-three years since she has never stopped looking for her daughter, but she has not heard from her yet.

In fact, Old Mrs. Zheng already had a clue in her heart, but she was just unwilling to accept reality.

Old Mrs. Mo looked at the sad old Mrs. Zheng and didn't know how to comfort her...

Only those who have experienced this kind of pain in losing their daughter can understand it.

Just then, a slight sound of footsteps came from the door.

Then there was a knock on the door.

Old Mrs. Zheng immediately wiped the tears from her face.

Old Mrs. Mo said, "Come in."

A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old walked in with a tray outside, "Grandma, Grandma Mo."

Old Mrs. Mo smiled and looked up, "Xianjing is here."

"Xianjing." Seeing Zheng Xianjing, an old lady Zheng smiled on her face.

Although Zheng Xianjing was born to her adopted daughter Zheng Lingling, both Mrs. Zheng and Mrs. Zheng love this granddaughter very much and almost respond to every request. She even discussed with Mr. Zheng that if they could not find their own daughter, they would hand over all the foundations of the Zheng family to Zheng Xianjing a hundred years later.

Even if she finds her biological daughter in the future, she will share half of her foundation for Zheng Xianjing.

Zheng Xianjing herself is also very successful. However, at the age of 18, she has already been admitted to a prestigious university and is now a student in the Department of Finance and Management.

"Grandma Mo, I borrowed your kitchen and made a little mung bean soup. This bowl is yours and this bowl is my grandma's." Zheng Xianjing said, while delivering the mung bean soup to the two old men with both hands.

Old Mrs. Mo smiled and joked, "Xianjing, you can tell that you are so clear. Could it be that your grandma's bowl is better than mine?"

Zheng Xianjing said embarrassedly: "My grandma has a little migraine, so when I was cooking her bowl of mung bean soup, I put some Chinese medicine in it."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Mo said in surprise: "Xianjing, did you boil these two bowls of mung bean soup separately?"

"Yes." Zheng Xianjing nodded.

"Xianjing, you are so sensible." Old Mrs. Mo held Zheng Xianjing's hand and nodded, "Your grandma is really a blessing she has cultivated in her previous life. Only in this life can you have such a filial and good granddaughter."

Although it is a trivial matter to cook two bowls of mung bean soup, the caution in it cannot be ignored. Moreover, it is boiled separately. It is very easy to boil a bowl, but it is a bit troublesome to boil it separately. I am afraid that even some of the biological granddaughters do not have such patience.

Filial piety?

Upon hearing this, Zheng Xianjing's eyes were full of sarcastic expressions.

She is indeed quite filial.

But she fed the dogs with all her filial piety.

She is so nice to Mrs. Zheng, but Mrs. Zheng is still thinking about her biological daughter who has been dead for hundreds of years.

Sure enough, the biological one is the biological one!

How could her granddaughter, who is raising a girl, be as good as her own?

A strong mockery flashed in Zheng Xianjing's heart, but she did not show any sign of it on her face. She said modestly: "Grandma Mo, I am not as good as you said. These are just things that a granddaughter should do."

Looking at such an excellent and sensible granddaughter, Old Mrs. Zheng smiled and said, "Xianjing is like her mother and has been filial since she was a child."

Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Mo nodded in agreement, "Yes, Lingling is also a filial and good child. We Xianjing will follow her mother."

Zheng Xianjing said embarrassedly: "Oh my grandmas, don't joke with me. Drink mung bean soup quickly. Drinking a bowl of mung bean soup in summer can not only relieve heat and relieve heat, but also detoxify."

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Good afternoon everyone, I hope the little cuties will support you~
Chapter completed!