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Old Master Xu was injured, Grandma Xu couldn't help but bring him to a doctor to buy medicine for him. Old Master Xu stubbornly ignored this young miss. Unexpectedly, Grandma Xu was even more stubborn than him, so she followed him home. The next day, he brought more medicine to boil for him. Just like this, he couldn't win against this little girl, so she came to see him every day.

They were already having an ambiguous look in their eyes, but this time around, they had truly activated the switch on their relationship. However, there was no wall that did not let the wind in. Their relationship was known by the people in Grandma Xu's family, and they tried their best to stop it.

However, this kind of obstruction could not stop two people who were deeply in love. Old Master Xu, with the help of his friends, had not returned after pulling Grandma Xu out of her mansion.

To the young men and women of their teens, eloping was both impulsive and, in a way, romantic. Grandma Xu was not just a young lady from a noble family. After eloping with Grandpa Xu, she had decided to follow him. From then on, she would not complain even if she had to suffer bitterly. And Old Master Xu was also diligently running around for the two people's little family.

However, in this chaotic era, without a stable country, how could there be a safe house?

Old Master Xu was hot-blooded and determined to join the army. Grandma Xu, who had received a new education, agreed to support him. They did not know they were going to join the army when they fought against Japan, but they happened to run into Grandma Xu's school teacher, and he brought them into the Communist Party.

Thus, the two of them began their military career.

Speaking of which, Old Master Xu's fate was also great, and his brain was also very flexible. In the midst of war, his meritorious service was being brought up step by step, and at the same time, Grandma Xu also did a good job, and the couple slowly became an old couple. Until the establishment of the new country A, the country developed rapidly.

However, Grandma Xu had passed away due to illness the previous year, leaving the old man by himself.

"Grandpa Xu, you and Grandma Xu are so great!" There are a lot of people like you who are fighting for their lives these days. " Su Momo sighed and said, "I feel like love in the midst of war is more romantic!"

"Girl, what do you mean romantic? Actually, there were quite a few people like us in that era. It was all because the old society was unfair, and it was also because of the chaotic era that made us cherish each other even more. We have seen too many couples die and be separated from each other. If we are not forced to, who would want to fight? " Old Master Xu sighed, "So, you must understand that there is nothing more important than a person's life. To be able to be healthy and happy, to be alive and happy, that is the greatest happiness. "

Su Momo's pupils constricted as he pondered over the words of the Old Master Xu.

"If you love me, then love me. If I hadn't been so impulsive back then, I might have died on the battlefield, and your Grandma Xu would have only been the wife of someone else."

Old Master Xu revealed a kind smile, gently patted her head, and didn't say anything. He stood up and walked towards the back of the teahouse.

Love stories were even more romantic due to the social background. However, these things seemed to be beautiful, making people sigh in admiration. However, how could the suffering and life and death experiences be understood with a simple sigh?

Su Momo's heart felt heavy as he lay on the table, staring at the teapot on the table, in a daze.

Su Momo raised her head. The person in front of her was standing there, blocking all the light.

She did not speak and only looked at Tang Mohan indifferently, as if she did not notice the coldness in his expression and the sharpness in his eyes.

"What about your phone? "Why don't you answer the phone?"

His questioning tone was still as cold as ever.

"Oh, I was muted. I didn't see it." She still looked at him. It was as if he could tell something from his face.

Seeing her stupefied look, the anger Tang Mohan had just shown dissipated, and she sat down right after. Her gaze, along with his, had always been fixed on him.

After pouring some tea for himself, Tang Mohan insisted on kissing it, feeling its comfortable fragrance, before he started to sip. He was very relaxed.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile as he met her infatuated gaze.

Su Momo suddenly asked: "Tang Mohan, will you get a divorce?"

Her expression was like one of those unimportant questions about how the weather is today. Her gaze was even more innocent and pure.

Tang Mohan's hand that was carrying the teacup paused for a moment, did not drink anymore, and put the cup down.

Outside the teahouse, the afterglow of the setting sun shone in, enveloping both of them in a warm and golden halo.

Tang Mohan's finger unconsciously stroked the edge of the teacup, and Su Momo also unconsciously looked at his finger, slightly lost in thought.

During his silence, Su Momo did not show any reaction, and was very calm.

Smiling, Su Momo stretched his body and took a deep breath. It was getting dark outside.

"What are we having tonight?"

Su Momo thought for a while, "I want to eat stewed tofu!"

Tang Mohan raised his eyebrows, and followed her out.

"Grandpa Xu, I'll be leaving first. I'll come again another day to see you! "

Su Momo bid farewell loudly as he walked, while the Old Master Xu merely replied "Understood" loudly.

The Chinese cabbage simmering tofu was Su Momo's favorite, and one that she could cook the most. It was a light and light taste, and it always made her feel carefree.

When she came out of the kitchen, there was only one dish, and nothing else. She took two spoons and gave one to him before she started drinking as well.

"Uh-huh." Every time she did this, she felt a sense of accomplishment.

Tang Mohan took the spoon, went over and drank a mouthful of the soup.

"Not bad at all!" Su Momo pouted, praising himself, "I think you'll feel that it's not enough. Why don't you call for takeout? I don't want to do anything else anyway. "

Tang Mohan, on the other hand, did not make a phone call. The two adults surrounded a small pot of soup and drank close to each other, while making some "sou sou" sounds.

Very quickly, the cabbage tofu soup had been completely drunk, leaving only some tofu dregs at the bottom of the wok. Su Momo was about to stand up and carry the wok and spoon towards the kitchen, when he received them.

She did not insist. She did not like the job of washing dishes.

Looking at his perfect figure and firm back, Su Momo pursed his lips and hid behind him, leaning on the kitchen door and watched as his beautiful long hands that were used to sign his name were now soaked in detergent, in contact with the dish towel, he was still as beautiful as before.

After cleaning himself up, only then did Tang Mohan place his hands under the water tap to wash them. The water flowed down his hands and splashed a few drops of water under the kitchen lamp, reflecting the blue light of his shirt.

Su Momo suddenly walked forward in a daze and extended his hand to bathe himself under the water. At the same time, he held onto his slender and beautiful fingers.