C46 (2/2)

The other elderly clearly remembered Deng Fei. He knew about the child, but he had never seen the others before. He shouted at Grandma Zhang, ”Meiyun! Deng Fei, Hoodlum! It's Hoodlum who has come to see you! ”

Grandma Zhang pondered for a moment before sizing up Deng Fei, as if she remembered something: ”Ah, it's Hoodlum! ”Come over quickly and let Grandma see. Oh, why are you crying? Did Lulu's dog bully you?”

There was a big dog in Lulu's house. When they were young, Deng Fei and Deng Xiang were often toyed with by this dog, and even one of them often cried. In the end, it was Grandma Zhang who came out to chase the dog away before bringing the two of them back to bathe and coax them.

That dog died when Deng Xiang was still in third grade. It had been dead for a long time.

”No, no!” That dog didn't bully us! ” Deng Fei came to the wheelchair and placed the bag on the tea table. He said loudly, ”Grandmother!” I brought you some fruit and some food! ”

”What?” You want to eat? Love Yun, quickly go to that drawer and give that bit of biscuit to Hoodlum, Hoodlum is hungry! ” Grandma Zhang beckoned the old man to help him carry the biscuits while holding Deng Fei's hand to tease him.

Tears were a way to vent his feelings, but it was not healthy to resist tears. Deng Fei let them flow onto his face, but he did not want to hide them, just like when he was young.

Zhang Qian, Zhu Di and the others placed the things in their hands on the table before exiting. It wasn't because the smell inside was unpleasant, but because they couldn't endure it any longer. They returned to the car, tears flowing down their faces.

Huang Goudan originally did not know why Deng Fei suddenly cried on the way here, but now he too was crying. Even though they were not his relatives and had nothing to do with him, she still cried and dripped her tears onto the seat cushion.

He had his parents, so they were much better than Deng Fei. However, he had never felt his parents' love, and other than his master later on, he felt a sense of care and love. He looked at Deng Fei with envy and sadness.

The old man held a bag of biscuits in his hand. The bags were opened layer by layer and the biscuits were taken out with some color on them. This was Deng Fei and Deng Xiang's favorite biscuit when they were young. Grandma Zhang would buy these for them every year.

”Come, let's eat. Have you finished lunch? Would you like some noodles? Will you be hungry? ” Grandma Zhang held the biscuits. It was unknown what bought them, but they were a little damp. The biscuits in the bag were not complete either.

Deng Fei took the biscuits and stuffed them into his mouth. He did not care about how the biscuits looked, whether they were dried or dried. Even if they had expired, it was good. He no longer had the opportunity to eat Grandma Zhang's biscuits.

In the end, with a hint of bitterness, he kneeled on the ground, held the bag of biscuits and began to cry. He did not know what else he could do, so he picked up the bag and stuck his face into it.