The old lady opened her eyes, but did not scold her.
Just looking at her quietly.
"No more..."
"I can see clearly now... You are a good girl... More suitable than anyone else, Xiao."
"Don't slander yourself any more. These eyes are heartbreaking."
Mu Chudi's eyes are painted black and moist, and the fundus is full of warm kindness. At this time, mu Chudi is twisted by himself, deliberately pretending to be cold and insidious.
So beautiful a pair of bright eyes, is not suitable for that does not belong to their own emotions.
The old lady felt that she couldn't see clearly in her life.
She knew that in order to motivate her, Mu Chu Di would not hesitate to say all kinds of words against her will, and would not hesitate to pour dirty water on herself, even if she could be cured later, she would find trouble for her, even if she would take revenge for this, and prevent Mu Chu di from being with Huo Xiao.
But mu Chu Di still did so, just to inspire her survival fighting spirit.
She's not weak, she's kind.
In this society where money and interests are the most important and people are increasingly indifferent, this kind of kindness is so rare.
"Don't waste your time. I can't make it."
"This time, I can't see the birth of my great grandson."
The old lady reached out to touch Mu Chu Di's stomach, but no matter how hard she tried, it was very difficult for her fingers to move.
Everything was telling her that her time was running out.
The old lady's eyes were staring at mu Chudi's stomach, and a trace of desire flashed through her eyes.
Mu Chu Di sees the old lady's idea, grabs her hand and presses it on her stomach.
"Don't give up, old lady. You touch it. The baby is in it. Do you feel it?"
"It's your second great grandson. You have to watch her grow up. Do you have the heart to see that she can't even see grandma Zeng?"
"You are not here when Yaya was born. I hope you will be here when this baby is born."
"Hold on, will you?"
Life and death, Mu Chu flute is the most annoying.
Moreover, now the old lady, especially let her heartache.
Skin contact, I do not know if it is an illusion, the old lady seems to feel the beating of the pulp.
It's like I really feel the baby beating.
Her eyes, however, were blurring and dark.
The old lady seemed to have heard death drawing a sickle towards her step by step.
"Call me grandma."
The old lady asked weakly.
Mu Chu flute trembled at the end of the voice and called out, "grandma, hold on."
"Grandma, I want you to be with us all the time. Xiao, he must be very reluctant to leave you. You can't let him leave without seeing you at the last time. "
"Do you have the heart to see him sad?"
Have the heart?
Of course not.
For so many years, the old lady has been living with Huo Xiao.
As a grandson, she is incomparably intelligent. From small to large, she is gifted. No one praises him.
Huo Xiao is the pride of the old lady, the pride of her life!
How can she bear to see Huo Xiao sad?
But she believes that with Mu Chu Di, Huo Xiao can survive even if she dies.
It's just Huoxiao's genetic disease.
"You should stay with Xiao well. Don't let go of his hand."
"Always with him, no matter what the reason, can't give up, can't let go."
"Xiao, it's not easy for him. His illness..."
It's repeated. I don't know how long it will last!
Then, before the old lady finished, the car shook violently, and the old lady's body bumped into Mu Chu flute.