Peng Jiahe said: "I don't know."
"Don't know? Do you really don't know or do you pretend you don't know?" Lu Yuan carefully observed her expression and found that the little girl's eyes were evasive. Ninety-nine percent of the time, she was lying.
"Don't tell me, right? Think about it. You only have twenty yuan with you, which is the change for lunch. If I turn around and leave, go back to the United States and find a place to hide, where will you find me? As for you I’ll never think about dad’s insurance money again in this life.”
Seeing that she still didn't say anything, Lu Yuan turned around and left.
"Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan, do you think this is okay? Don't take me to find my grandma. If you want to stay with Zhui Ganjing, you can stay with Zhui Ganjing. I will go back to the United States by myself, and we will get half of the insurance money, okay? With this money, you have the confidence to renew your relationship with her, right? I know why you were so angry this morning. It's not because Gan Jing found out about your lack of taste. It's because you have low self-esteem. A cook can't taste it. The taste of the food, what to use to make money, what to use to give her a future."
Today's breakfast was made by Gan Jing. She did not put salt in Lu Yuan's body to confirm his condition. When Lu Yuan found out, he became furious and pulled her out of Gan Jing's house. The next step was to find him. But unfortunately, according to Lu Yuan, the house was sold to a Northeasterner after her mother remarried.
Lu Yuan ignored her and walked faster.
"Five or five won't work? Then, four or six, I'll be four and you'll be six, that's all right." Peng Jiahe gave in again.
He still didn't speak.
"Yes, just look at the ladies' cosmetics on Aunt Gan Jing's dressing table and the brand-name clothes in the wardrobe. It takes a lot of money to maintain the current quality of life. Well, Sanqi, how about Sanqi."
"..."
"Lu Yuan, you are too dark. Let me tell you, no more. This is my bottom line."
"..."
"Twenty-eight, two-eight."
"..."
"You're not just thinking about it, are you? How can this be done? Are you worthy of my dead father?"
"..."
In the end, Peng Jiahe did not defeat Lu Yuan and agreed to take him to see her grandma. However, before going to see her grandma, she first had to take off earrings and lip rings that the old man was not used to, and according to Lu Yuan's instructions To put it another way, in order to prevent the old lady from knowing that her father was gone, and the white-haired man sending the black-haired man away, he would not be able to bear it mentally, so it was better not to say anything about it. Anyway, just lie to him first and wait and see what the situation is.
Peng Jiahe played a trick here. In order to prevent Lu Yuan from running away with the money, she defrauded him of his passport.
Lu Yuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and come to Hunan Road.
Dong Dong Dong~
Dong Dong Dong~
After knocking on the door twice, an old voice came from inside: "Who is here?"
As the footsteps got closer and closer, the door opened with a bang, and an old lady in her seventies appeared on the opposite side.
The three of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a bit tense.
Lu Yuan touched Peng Jiahe's arm and whispered, "Speak."
The little sister glared at him fiercely, turned around and said, "I am Peng Jiahe."
"Ah?" The old lady didn't hear clearly.
"Peng Jiahe."
"..."
Lu Yuan said: "It's really hard. If you call me grandma, won't she understand if you call her grandma?"
Peng Jiahe thought for a while and timidly called out: "Grandma."
She has been living in the United States for as long as she can remember. She has never met this grandma very often. It is normal to feel alienated.
However, the title of grandma suddenly aroused the old lady's enthusiasm. She grabbed her arms and looked at her again and again.
"I remembered, Jiahe, you are Jiahe, my granddaughter has grown so tall, please let grandma see."
Peng Jiahe was embarrassed to be touched by her, and Lu Yuan watched with amusement at his awkwardness and restraint.
His smile immediately attracted the old lady's attention. After looking up and down carefully, she suddenly became very excited. She grabbed his hand and said with tears in her eyes: "The sea, you are the sea, You are back... You are back. Mom and your dad are looking forward to the stars and the moon, so they hope you are back."
Lu Yuan blinked his small eyes, wondering what was going on and why the old lady mistook him for Peng Hai.
"Quick, quick, it's cold outside, come inside quickly."
Before he could figure out what was happening, the old lady had already pulled the two of them into the living room and made them sit on the sofa.
"Come, let mom take a look and take a good look."
While talking, she touched his face and said, "The soil and water here in the United States are just different from ours. People are darker and thinner, and these eyes are smaller anyway."
Lu Yuan looked embarrassed.
This time it was Peng Jiahe's turn to gloat about his misfortune. He made a gesture of wiping his neck and snorted bitterly.
"Your dad is so happy to see you when he comes back." After the old lady said this, she suddenly realized that his hands were cold: "Why are your hands so cold? They must be frozen. Just wait, mom will give them to you." Pour a cup of hot water and warm it up."
Seeing her stand up and go to the kitchen, Peng Jiahe quickly came closer: "What's wrong with her? She can't even recognize her own son. Look at you, do you look like my dad at all?"
Lu Yuan winked and pointed at his head.
Peng Jiahe was surprised: "Alzheimer's disease?"
"Keep your voice down." Lu Yuan saw a photo frame on the cabinet next to him. There were photos of Peng Hai and Peng Jiahe in the photo frame, so he got up and took it to find the old lady.
"What do you want to do?" Peng Jiahe snatched it away and put the photo frame in his armpit.
"What are you doing? Tell your grandma clearly that I am not her son."
"Lu Yuan, it's time." Peng Jiahe said, "You insisted on coming to see my grandma. I haven't thrown this thunder out yet, and now I have my grandma's old gun in my waist."
"I think you are stupid." Lu Yuan said, "Your grandma has Alzheimer's disease, and your grandpa is also there."
"My grandfather?" Peng Jiahe frowned and said, "Isn't my grandfather dead a long time ago?"
Lu Yuan looked puzzled: "Then why did your grandma talk about your grandpa just now?"
Peng Jiahe carefully recalled the conversation just now. Indeed, her grandma mentioned her grandpa twice.
"No, Grandpa E is indeed dead a long time ago. Could it be..." She also pointed to her head: "Could it be that besides Alzheimer's disease, my grandma is also a little mentally abnormal?"
Lu Yuan nodded: "There is a possibility."
"The water is here, the water is here." At this time, the old lady interrupted the two people's whispers and came over with a cup of hot water: "Hurry, warm up."
Lu Yuan quickly took the cup and held it in his hands.
The old lady's eyes were red again. Without saying a word, she hugged her and patted her back with her hands: "Looking forward to the stars and looking forward to the moon, I finally hope to come back... I finally hope to come back..."
After saying that, I hugged him for a while, as if I suddenly thought of something important, I kept looking around the coffee table: "Where did you put it?"
Peng Jiahe said: "Grandma, what are you looking for?"
"My cell phone, I don't know where I put it."
"What are you doing looking for your phone?"
"Call your grandpa and tell him the good news. I remember he called last night and said that he didn't have to work overtime today and could go home for dinner. It was just right. I asked him to buy some meat. Let's make dumplings for dinner tonight. Dumplings are good, dumplings. It symbolizes reunion.”
The more she talked, the happier she became, and she forgot to look for her phone for a moment.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.
Peng Jiahe pointed at the old lady, meaning that you can help her find her mobile phone, and I will open the door. After that, she turned around and left while holding the photo frame.
"Hey, you..."
Lu Yuan was speechless. Peng Jiahe was a little girl, and her heart was filled with more emotions than the stars in the sky. This old lady was also suffering from Alzheimer's disease and was somewhat mentally disturbed. He was really unlucky for eight lifetimes. To be in such a situation. Old and young.
"Old lady, tell me your mobile phone number, and I'll call it for you. Don't you know where you are when the ringtone rings?"
Although he knew that Grandpa Peng was gone a long time ago, in this case he could only follow the old lady's advice, "Old boy, old boy, just do whatever it takes to make her happy."
"Yes, yes, you can find out just by calling. But, Dahai, what is my mobile phone number?"
"Old lady, how do I know your mobile phone number?"
"Didn't you just call me two weeks ago? How come you don't know my number?"
"this……"
Lu Yuan felt that he was quite stupid.
Just when he didn't know how to answer, Peng Jiahe's angry question suddenly sounded at the door.
"Is that you? What are you doing here?"
Lu Yuan was worried that something was wrong with her, so he quickly turned his head towards the entrance. When he saw the person standing outside the door, he was equally surprised, because the person Peng Jiahe was talking to was none other than Jiang Haokun.
But the next second, something happened that he and Peng Jiahe couldn't accept.
The old lady came forward with a smile on her face: "Qingyun, you are back."
"Qingyun? What Qingyun?"
Peng Jiahe pointed at Lin Yue and said, "Grandma, his name is Jiang Haokun, and he is a very annoying guy."
"Jiang Haokun?"
The old lady looked confused, took Lin Yue's arm and said, "How can it be wrong? I still don't recognize your grandfather."
Peng Jiahe's eyes widened instantly, and he almost wrote the word "unbelievable" on his face.
Her grandfather passed away when she was very young. Peng Hai occasionally mentioned it as "your grandfather" and never told her grandfather's name. Now it seems that her grandfather's name is Peng Qingyun.
However, the crux of the matter is that the guy in front of him is not Peng Qingyun at all, but that bastard Jiang Haokun.
"Jiahe, why are you still standing there, calling me grandpa?" The old lady not only signaled with her eyes, but also pushed her with her hand: "Call."
Call him grandpa?
Called Grandpa Jiang Haokun?
How can this be!
Peng Jiahe was about to collapse. He pointed at his face and said, "Grandma, look at his face. Does he look like a man in his sixties or seventies? How could he be my grandfather?"
She looked at Lin Yue and said angrily: "Tell me, how did you lie to my grandma?"
"My dear granddaughter, I take good care of myself and look young."
"Who is your granddaughter, youraliar, arealjerk!"
The old lady stared blankly at her granddaughter who started to speak English when she disagreed: "Jiahe, grandma can't understand what you said. Qingyun, do you understand?"
Lin Yue said: "I understand. She said that grandpa is good. When she was in the United States, she often heard her father say that grandpa was a good cook. Dad was able to work as a chef in a Western restaurant because he inherited his talent."
"Yes, yes, yes, Dahai is right." After saying this, the old lady remembered that her son was still behind her. She turned around and grabbed Lu Yuan who was trying to avoid him, and pushed him forward: "Dahai Ah, come on, call me daddy, call me."
"No, no, old lady, I...I'm not..."
Although I don’t know why things turned out like this, but let him call Jiang Haokun dad? How can it be!
"Yes, you are not Peng Hai, you are the one who killed Peng Hai."
Lin Yue said this, but his voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it.
Lu Yuan's mouth was open, but he could no longer say the next words, because he understood the meaning of the above sentence. As long as he dared to say that he was not Peng Hai, Jiang Haokun would dare to tell the news about Peng Hai's death. If the old lady If he can't bear the consequences, then he is the culprit who killed his best friend, mother and son.
Lin Yue looked at him with a smile: "Dahai, you don't say a word when you see dad. How did I educate you before?"
Peng Jiahe couldn't bear it anymore and would kick someone as soon as he raised his foot.
Lin Yue turned slightly and stepped down, only to hear a scream. The little girl took a step back and rubbed her toes with pain on her face.
Lu Yuan grabbed Lin Yue's collar, his face as ferocious as a rabid dog.
"Dahai, what are you doing?" The old lady noticed this scene and looked at Lu Yuan with an angry face and said, "That's your dad!"
Lu Yuan took several deep breaths, suppressed the anger in his heart, and slowly released his hands.
Lin Yue smiled and said: "My dear son, when I knew you were coming back, I bought meat and vegetables to make dumplings."
Lu Yuan desperately suppressed the urge to beat someone, and took Peng Jiahe's hand into the room facing the north.
"What's going on in the sea? It's so strange."
"Maybe it's because I just got off the plane and I'm jet-lagged. People who don't get enough sleep tend to have bad tempers."
The old lady didn't know what jet lag meant, but she knew how irritable it was when she didn't get enough sleep.
"I can't do this to you if I have a bad temper. I'll criticize him later. The child is so old, why is he still the same as when he was in high school? He can't even say a few words to him." The old lady took his hand. The plastic bag containing the vegetables went to the kitchen: "You knew Dahai and Jiahe were coming back, why didn't you tell me in advance."
Lin Yue said: "I want to give you a surprise."
"Hai Dahai has been in the United States for more than ten years, and his appearance has changed. I almost didn't recognize the two of them."
While the old man and the young man were talking about the changes in their son and granddaughter like a couple for many years, Lu Yuan was discussing this incredible thing in a low voice with Peng Jiahe.
"Peng Jiahe, what's going on?"
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
"Why would your grandma think of him as your grandpa? It doesn't make sense."
"Is it useful to say this now? The problem now is how to make grandma recognize his identity. Lu Yuan, it was you who asked me to come to grandma for advice. Now that things have become like this, you can't ignore it."
Peng Jiahe put his passport in his arms again, fearing that he would ignore her.
"I want to take care of it, but how?" Lu Yuan was naturally not a fool, and he quickly thought of a good way: "In this way, I will stabilize Jiang Haokun, and you can go to your grandma's room to look for a photo album or something. Show her the photos of your grandma and grandpa when they were young, and the old lady should be able to remember them."
"This is a good idea." Peng Jiahe nodded: "Let's split up."
After confirming the battle plan, the two left the room. Peng Jiahe went straight to the old lady's bedroom. Lu Yuan walked into the kitchen with a dark face, grabbed Lin Yue's arm and walked out.
"Why……"
The old lady glanced at them, shook her head, and whispered: "This child."
After finishing, he took out a bunch of leeks from the plastic bag, looked at the roots with soil, and praised: "It's so fresh."
She seemed to have imagined how good it would taste when made into dumplings.
Lu Yuan pulled Lin Yue to the door, pointed outside and said, "I'll give you a chance. Leave now. Otherwise... believe it or not, I'll call the police."
"Report, report whatever you want." Lin Yue sneered: "Even when the police come, you must respect the owner's wishes. Do you think she will stand by her wife or let you, a fake son, get out?"
"Jiang Haokun, Jiang Haokun." Lu Yuan kept pointing at him with his fingers and said through gritted teeth, "You are such a shameless villain, you even lied to an old man suffering from dementia."
"Aren't you lying to her too? Peng Hai, my son."
"You!" Lu Yuan grabbed his collar again: "I had good intentions."
"Then I mean well."
"You fart!"
This happened as soon as he and Peng Jiahe came back. Only a fool would believe that Jiang Haokun was not sincere.
"Let go."
Lin Yue lowered his head and looked at his hand holding the collar: "I'll give you three choices. One, let go. Two, ask the old lady to come over and see what her son Peng Hai is. Three, I'll try to be a father too." It feels like I’ll beat you, an unfilial son, into a pig’s head.”
Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment and slowly let go of the hand holding his collar.
Lin Yue said with a smile: "My son, you are so good."
Lu Yuan really wanted to punch this bitch and beat her teeth all over the floor, but the time was wrong and the place was wrong. At this moment, the only thing he could do was to endure.
"Qingyun, Qingyun..."
The old lady's voice came from the kitchen.
"What's wrong?"
"Hezuo, don't you often say that I have bad eyesight and always put too much salt in my eyes?"
"Okay, I'll be right over."
Lin Yue patted Lu Yuan on the shoulder: "Good son, wait, dad will make dumplings for you."
He left like a winner, leaving Lu Yuan standing at the door with his teeth itching with anger.
Boom~
Chef Lu punched the wall, not to mention how frustrated he felt.
"what happened?"
Lin Yue left with his front legs, and Peng Jiahe came out of the master bedroom with his back legs.
Lu Yuan quickly regained his composure and asked expectantly: "How's it going?"
Peng Jiahe shook his head: "Not found."
"Didn't find it?" Lu Yuan thought for a moment and said, "I understand. He must have known that we were coming today and hid the photos in advance."
But this raises another question, how did Jiang Haokun know that they would come to see the old lady, and what he said at Gan Jing's birthday party - he bluntly said that he killed Peng Hai.
"Grandma, why...why are you so confused?"
Peng Jiahe was furious, walked into the kitchen with a cold face, and said in English: "Jiang Haokun, you are a scumbag with no bottom line."
Lin Yue repeated the phrase "you'rejustanasshole" that she scolded him last night, and also answered her in English: "I never do tit-for-tat, all I do is repay a thousand repayments." thing."
Peng Jiahe understood that Jiang Haokun was taking revenge on her.
She said angrily: "Get out! Get out of here! Get out of my grandma's house."
The old lady was rolling out dumpling wrappers inside, but she was stunned when she heard this, and said with a straight face: "Jiahe, why are you talking to your grandpa?"
"My...grandma...my grandfather died a long time ago. His name was Jiang Haokun, and he was a bastard."
She was so wronged that she almost cried, but the old lady did not agree with her story.
"Dahai, Dahai, you still don't care about Jiahe. Why did you forget your roots after living in the United States for a few years?"
Lu Yuan quickly came over and pulled the person out.
The two returned to the living room, and Peng Jiahe shook off his hand: "Let me go, let me go, why don't you let me say it."
Lu Yuan said: "Haven't you seen it yet? The old lady is not clear-headed. If you keep talking, you might be kicked out."
"This is my home, why should he chase me away?"
"His name is Peng Qingyun now, and you are his granddaughter. I..." He pointed at himself and moved his lips, but did not say the next words.
Peng Jiahe knew what he meant, so he stamped his foot angrily, turned around and walked out.
"Just leave. Do you think I don't want to go back to Shanghai?"
"Peng Jiahe, Peng Jiahe."
When Lu Yuan saw her leaving in anger, he could only chase her out.
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