Chapter 1952

He always thinks that too grandma can do anything!

Perhaps, it is the dependence formed from childhood that makes Ye Fan choose to return to the original place of memory when he is in a desperate situation. It's also where dreams start.

In the old house, there is a quiet and peaceful scene.

It is may, trees lush, in front of the two pomegranate trees, blooming charming pistils.

On the left side of the courtyard, a vegetable field was also opened up, planting leeks, beans and other common dishes in the countryside.

Beside the vegetable field, a black Chinese country dog lies on the ground, squinting and dozing.

At this time, there was an old woman in the house, her hair was gray, but her complexion was still round. She was in her seventies, but her spirit was still hale and hearty.

She was carrying a bucket of water and was watering her vegetable fields, taking care of the seedlings like her own children.

"Ah ~"

"Yuner nanizi, I don't know what's going on?"

"I've been in the ancestral land for half a year, but I haven't heard anything."

As the old man poured water, he murmured.

Finally, shake your head and sigh.

"Now these younger generations are more and more worried than others ~"

the old man had no choice but to smile, and then he did not think about it any more and continued to drum up the flowers, plants, vegetables and fruits under his command.

Old people, although no pursuit, but always to find something to do.

Otherwise, how to spend that day?

However, just when the old man finished pouring half a bucket of water, suddenly came a few feeble footsteps outside the door.

Then, the gate of the house was knocked.

Then, a sad call, as if sounded in the depths of the years, almost instantaneously, hit the whole heart of the old man.

"Too... Too grandma, not filial son Chu... Chutian... All... Came to see you ~"

...

the voice was weak and powerless, but it fell into the old man's ears like thunder.

For a moment, the old man's ears were filled with bitter sounds outside.

"This... This is..."

"Xiao... Xiao Fan?"

The old man was stunned by lightning.

Old body, immediately trembling.

The water scoop used for watering in the hand also fell to the ground with a sound, and the sweet well water was sprinkled all over the ground.

After a brief absence, the old man immediately stepped up and ran to the door as fast as possible, and opened the door of the old house of Chu.

At the moment when the gate opened, the old man only saw that ye fan, who was full of embarrassment, was unable to stand on the ground, dying. It was like a candle in the wind, and it seemed that it would be extinguished in the next moment.

"Xiao... Xiao Fan, is it really you?"

Seeing the young man in front of him, the old man can no longer control himself.

Her words trembled, and in an instant she was in tears.

Ye Fan raised his head and called out to the old man again: "too... Too grandma ~"

the voice was so weak that almost the wind could bury it.

After saying that, the boy will no longer have a voice, the whole person directly fell there.

Deep in his body, the overwhelming sense of weakness swept over his whole body like the surging river.

Ye Fan relying on his own perseverance, after supporting for such a long time, he finally fell down.

Fortunately, however, he arrived here.

As if the wanderer, in the moment before the freeze, back home to the harbor.

Then, Ye Fan's consciousness fell into an eternal darkness.