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"grandmother-"
Yang Zimei walked over cautiously, put his arm around Zeng Hui's shoulder lightly, and called out.
Zeng Hui reached out and patted the back of her hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Niuniu, don't ask anything, grandma doesn't want to say anything."
"Well, Niuniu doesn't ask."
Yang Zimei squatted in front of Zeng Hui, took her hands, looked at her with eyes blinking and said, "Grandma, no matter what happens, Niuniu will support you unconditionally."
Zeng Hui reached out and patted her head, "Niuniu, grandma has a request."
"Grandma, don't make any requests. If there is anything you want to tell Niuniu to do, Niuniu will do it even if you go to the mountain of swords."
Yang Zimei said.
"Silly girl, grandma doesn't want you to go down the mountain of swords and fire. Grandma just wants you to go back to the capital with grandpa, to help grandma take care of him and accompany him, okay?"
Zeng Hui took Yang Zimei's hand and asked earnestly.
Yang Zimei looked at grandma, "Grandma, why do you want me to accompany you? I'm just a granddaughter, nothing can replace your daughter."
"For so many years, although I have been arguing with your grandfather, but after all, it has been more than forty years. I can't abandon him, but I can't take him to the capital. It will become a joke of the Zeng family. I can only stay here with him. Niuniu, only you can make our Zeng family glorious and erase the shame that grandma brought to the Zeng family. So, grandma begs you, please go back to the capital with grandpa, then The schools nearby are also good, and you can have a better future for development.”
Zeng Hui begged with eyes full.
Yang Zimei's heart was a little confused.
She also knew that even though grandma and grandpa seemed very different, after all, they had been husband and wife for more than forty years, and it was impossible for them to let go.
But she wanted to give herself the responsibility of integrating into the Zeng family, but she felt like Alexander.
"Niuniu, how are you?"
Zeng Hui asked again.
Yang Zimei really couldn't refuse, so she nodded, "Yes, but I will not consider the capital until Mr. Song's illness is cured."
"Thank you, Niuniu."
Zeng Hui reached out and hugged her into her arms, tears streaming down her face.
Yang Zimei accompanied Zeng Hui out of the living room.
With the help of Yang Zimei's vitality, Zeng Hui's face calmed down a little, and she dressed up a little bit. The noble lady's temperament seemed to have returned a bit.
Zeng Zhenlong looked at his daughter, worried that it would make her sad, so he didn't say much, just sighed and said, "Xiaohui, whether you want to go back to the capital or not, you can't pay homage to your deceased mother?"
Hearing him mention his mother, Zeng Hui's suppressed sadness welled up again.
Why doesn't she miss her mother
Knowing from her cousin Zeng Tianlong that her mother died young because she missed her too much, she felt even more guilty and felt ashamed to face her mother.
"well."
Seeing her like this, Zeng Zhenlong sighed again.
"Father, I asked Niuniu to go back to the capital with you to help me atone for my sins. I hope you can accept her well."
Zeng Hui suppressed her sadness and said.
"Silly daughter, you are you, and Niuniu is Niuniu. Some emotions can never be replaced." Zeng Zhenlong reached out and patted his daughter on the shoulder, "However, father respects your choice and is willing to accept Niuniu. Niuniu, would you Are you coming back to the capital with me?"
Yang Zimei had no choice but to nod, "I promised grandma, but I still have important things to do these days, so I can't go back to the capital with you right away. After I finish what I need to do, I'll go there by myself."
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