Chapter 1244 Grandma's Secret (1)

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Yang Zimei opened the thick album.

The photos on the album are arranged according to the growth process of my grandmother, from infancy to teenage.

The grandmothers in the photos are all smiling happily.

Obviously, this is a carefree little princess who has been loved by thousands since she was a child.

This made it really difficult for her to overlap the bright girl in the photo with the frowning grandma she had in mind for many years.

Years are really a pig-killing knife.

She couldn't help sighing secretly, imagining that one day she would be old too.

This is a terrible thing!

However, she also knew that birth, old age, illness and death were human nature, and after she figured it out, it was nothing more than that.

"Xiaohui used to be the cutest. Every time I go home, when I see her smiling face, all my fatigue disappears."

Looking at his daughter's face on the photo album, Zeng Zhenlong spoke from the side, his eyes filled with tenderness of nostalgia.

Yang Zimei looked up at him.

It seems that he really loves his daughter to the top of his heart.

"It is said that my daughter was her father's lover in her past life. Since Xiaohui was born, I have fully felt this sentence. I always felt that no matter how much I gave her, no matter how good it was, I felt very proud to take her out. My daughter is the best average..."

Zeng Zhenlong's tone was full of emotion and sadness.

Yang Zimei was also heartbroken.

A father who loves his daughter so much, suddenly one day, finds that his daughter has an accident, how big is the blow!

For him, the departure of his daughter was more painful than cutting his heart.

She thought of her father Yang Qing again.

Her father was taciturn and did not show her too much emotion. Because of her special status, he was even a little polite to her.

However, she knew that he also loved her and wanted to care about her, but he felt that he was not capable enough to start.

If something happened to him suddenly one day, his father would surely die of heartache.

She suddenly felt that her grandmother was very ignorant.

Pregnancy irresponsibly, and then disappear without saying goodbye. For decades, regardless of the concerns of parents, he has not given the family a letter.

Now, the gray-haired old father who was close to Fengzhu's dying years went to the door in person despite the long journey and begged her to come back, but she was cruel and didn't come back.

I really don't understand what my grandma was thinking.

While thinking about it, Yang Zimei flipped through the photos and turned to the last page.

The photo on the last page is of my grandmother sitting on a swing, holding a rose in her hand, bowing her head and sniffing softly.

That look, photographed extremely natural, extremely beautiful, with a girl's faint feeling of spring, makes people feel a kind of heartbeat just by looking at the photos.

This photo was obviously taken secretly when she was not paying attention.

She touched the photo with her fingers and found that there seemed to be something behind the photo, so she pulled the photo out, and a pressed and dried rose actually fell out of it.

Yang Zimei picked up the dried rose, put it on his nose and sniffed it, and there was even a faint rose fragrance.

She looked at the photo and at the dried rose in her hand.

If nothing else, this dried rose is the one in her hand.

Who sent the flowers to let her hide them in the album so preciously?

"Grandpa Zeng, who took this photo? Where is this place?"

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