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Xia Yang listened to this voice message several times and was deeply moved by Mrs. Tang's most sincere concern.
So, he moved his finger and sent a voice message in the group -
[Yang]: "Thank you, grandma~~ I will let Brother Xiaoyi pay attention next time."
I'm sorry, wrong husband.
I won’t die with you this time.
After a long time passed, a new message popped up in the small group of three people.
[Han Yi]:. . . . . . . . Speechless
You can imagine how dark his face is through the screen.
Xia Yang couldn't send messages to the group of three people anymore, so she could only poke through the small window and chat privately to coax people.
[Yang]: Although you have become a big grandson in grandma’s heart, our loving couple’s character is more stable than ever.
[澎]：It’s worth celebrating~~
After sending it, I also chose WeChat’s own fireworks and put two on the screen.
However, I did not receive any reply from Hu Dasun...
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After lunch and birthday cake, Mrs. Tang took her granddaughter-in-law for a walk in the manor after a short lunch break.
The sun was shining brightly in the morning, but now it was a little cloudy and windy, as if it was going to rain.
Occasionally, a plane roared by overhead. Mrs. Tang raised her head and said to herself, "I don't know how Xiaoyi is doing there. The medical team we contacted this time is top-notch in the world..."
Xia Yang was startled and blinked: "So Brother Xiaoyi went abroad for treatment?"
"Why, didn't Xiaoyi tell you?" Mrs. Tang was a little confused, "He went to discuss the surgical plan this time."
Xia Yang was secretly annoyed that she was so reckless that she almost broke their intimate vest, so she quickly tried to make up for it.
"I told you, but I didn't say it completely. I'm probably afraid that I won't be able to sleep at night and worry too much." After saying that, he covered his heart and looked distressed.
Mrs. Tang was once again moved: "I never expected that Xiao Yi would be so considerate after getting married."
"...Yes, yes." Xia Yang grinned.
The two walked through waterfalls and small gardens to a landscaped hill behind the manor. Although it is a landscape mountain, it still has a certain height. The mountain is covered with lush green plants, and dozens of stone steps wind upwards, surrounded by dark brown fences.
Mrs. Tang stopped and pointed to a small red and white pavilion on the mountain.
"You see, that was Xiaoyi's favorite place when he was a child."
Xia Yang looked in the direction of her finger: "It's always cold at high places. Brother Xiao Yi has understood this clearly since he was a child."
Mrs. Tang laughed and then took his wrist: "I haven't gone up the mountain for a long time. Let's go. You go up the mountain with me today."
Xia Yang hesitated, "Grandma, can you do that? Think again!"
"Hey, don't think I'm old. When I was young, my dream was to climb the Himalayas, and I almost came true."
Xia Yang recovered from her uneasiness: "What happened next? Why was it so close? Did you give up halfway?"
"No," Mrs. Tang shook her head and said, "I gave up at the foot of the mountain."
Xia Yang: "..."
excuse me. Anyone who has a dream is great.
Your "almost" is a little too far off.
It was rare that the old man got interested in climbing the mountain, and Xia Yang was too embarrassed to refuse, so he could only shoulder the heavy responsibility and help her grandma up the mountain together.
The two of them walked along the stone steps one step at a time, and it took them twenty minutes to finally reach the top of the mountain.
The small pavilion stands at the top. The top is deep maroon, the columns are simple dark green, and the stone tables and chairs are all carved with patterns, delicate and exquisite.
Looking at the beautiful scenery of the manor from above and feeling the gentle breeze blowing on her cheeks, Xia Yang said happily: "It's so good. It is indeed the Feng Shui treasure that Brother Xiaoyi has been eyeing since he was a child."
Mrs. Tang looked at him and pulled him to sit down on the stone bench: "Xiao Yi must have never told you stories about his childhood. In fact, before he was 12 years old, he was not the cold and taciturn character he is now. He was also sunny. He is cheerful and has a younger brother named Han Yu."
"Oh? Really?" Xia Yang moved towards her grandma with interest.
He is quite interested in the story of his plastic husband when he was a child.
"Xiao Yi's parents divorced when he was 11 years old. His father re-established a family, and his mother took his younger brother to live abroad. When he was 12 years old, he and his younger brother made an appointment to meet that Christmas. As a result, before returning to China, Xiao Yi Unfortunately, Yu was shot by a gangster at the entrance of the airport... Since then, Xiaoyi's character has changed." Grandma sighed heavily, her eyes turning red.
Xia Yang was so shocked that he couldn't speak. This is really a sad story.
Mrs. Tang wiped the corners of her eyes and continued: "In order to make Xiaoyi cheerful again, I adopted Jin Yang, but the lost relatives cannot be replaced by anyone. That child Jin Yang..." She did not say the next words. He went down, shook his head, and sighed again.
"At the end of last year, Xiaoyi had an accident and a car accident. The doctor was not sure whether his legs could stand up again. In the past six months, he has become more gloomy and indifferent than before. I often worry that he will have major psychological problems, but okay Now that he has you by his side, he is really interested in you... "
Mrs. Tang said, and couldn't help but glance at the strawberry mark on Xia Yang's neck.
Isn't that just a sign of wandering? !
Xia Yang was touched by her words, and her heart felt like it was pinched by an invisible hand, with a dull pain and sourness.
I used to think that the wheelchair boss was very beautiful, strong and miserable, but now after hearing what grandma said, I feel that he is the plus plus version of beautiful, strong and miserable.
Grandma said that Han Yi was sincere to him, and he knew that this was due to his actor-level acting skills and the little strawberry he found out last night.
But putting all this aside, should he be nicer to his plastic husband in the future
It’s not a business, it doesn’t require acting skills, it’s just a matter of care.
Of course, it is not impossible for Han Yi to have a kidney transplant.
My legs are bad, navel orange. No matter how bad it is, he can still do it with tears in his eyes.
My thoughts were still running wild in the field of navel oranges and doing 1. Suddenly, a flash of lightning lit up in the sky, and then a thick black cloud floated above my head. The sky darkened, and the moisture vapor in the air became more and more intense. The hair is getting worse.
Xia Yang regained consciousness and stood up quickly: "Grandma, let's go back, it's going to rain soon." He pointed to the dark clouds.
Mrs. Tang nodded and stood up. As soon as they walked to the stone steps, they found that their mobile phone had been left on the stone bench.
"Wait for me here, I'll get it." Xia Yang was quick and trotted back to help her grandma get her cell phone.
At this time, I saw two domestic servants suddenly hurried up from the winding mountain path on the other side.
"Go take a look at the small pavilion on Landscape Mountain. I saw it running over there!"
"Split up and look for it, hurry up! Master Jin Yang is already breaking things and going crazy!"
The servants were so noisy and in a panic that they didn't notice that there was anyone else here.
Mrs. Tang shouted at the two of them: "What happened? What are you doing here!"
When the two domestic helpers saw that it was the owner of the house, they quickly explained truthfully: "I'm sorry, old lady, we didn't see it was you. We... um... the cat that Master Jin Yang gave you ran away, and we are helping him find the cat."
The Norwegian forest cat was one of his birthday gifts. It was a rare breed and it was said that Jin Yang spent five digits of RMB on it.
But Mrs. Tang doesn’t like animals that shed hair. Not only does the Norwegian forest cat shed hair, but it’s also very strong, and it’s also very active and likes to tear down the house.
She had expressed her good intentions just now, and the forest cat should be left to the poop scraper who loves it more. Jin Yang was very unhappy after hearing this, but he didn't say anything more.
At the foot of the landscape mountain, the cat search team had gathered around them. Someone raised his head and pointed at the top of the mountain and shouted: "I saw it, over there! Over there at the pavilion!"
Xia Yang turned around and saw the strong cat. It was squatting on a stone with its body hunched over, its two brown eyes staring straight in a certain direction.
A bad premonition flashed through my mind. I remembered that I had seen it somewhere before. This kind of cat was very aggressive.
"Grandma, don't stand on the stone steps, be careful behind you!" he shouted.
Almost at the same time, the strong forest cat kicked off its hind legs and leaped into the air. There was a "swish" sound in the ears, and the strong cat rushed straight towards Mrs. Tang who was about to go down the mountain...