Back to 70s: My husband, you are under arrest

Chapter 739 Be a Lobbyist for Grandpa
Xiang Jun was drinking water while holding a cup, glanced at his anxious mother from the corner of his eye, his deep eyes were dark, and his tone was as normal as possible, "Mom, is there something wrong with my grandpa's physical condition?"

His other free hand was clenched behind his back, and many worst thoughts had already flashed through his mind. It was even possible that what he heard from his mother was the bad news that grandpa would not live long.

Ning Qing has always been uncertain about his second son's thoughts, and he also knows that he has his own ideas.

She said tactfully: "The old man's body is recuperating well, there is no major problem, you don't have to be nervous." After she finished speaking, she paused and continued: "It's just that you don't have to restrain yourself when it comes to recuperation. You can control the patient's mood." Learn more."

Xiang Jun nodded solemnly, "I see, I will go back and see him more. The premise is that my grandfather will not hide from me."

His tone was helpless, and he held his forehead with a headache.

Ning Qing burst out laughing: "The old man is getting old, so he must be naive in thinking. He has been supervised all his life at work, and he wants to be free when he is old."

Xiang Jun didn't realize until his mother had finished speaking. Are you using your feelings as a lobbyist for grandpa?
A helpless smile flashed across his deep eyes, "Mom, just say, what does my grandpa want me to do?"

"Well, that is, I want to follow you to Tiger Town this year and meet old friends."

The smile on Xiang Jun's thin lips faded. In private, he didn't want grandpa to take any risky actions, but grandpa was indeed not too happy.

After a long silence, he spoke again: "This year's Chinese New Year, will you and my dad come to the Imperial Capital?"

"Your dad hasn't had a holiday for the New Year in the past two years. If you can't come, try to come next year. Son, what do you think of my proposal?"

Ning Qing also wanted to come to the imperial capital to celebrate the New Year, after all, her family is here.

But the situation between her and her husband is very special, and they are destined not to be reunited.

Xiang Jun said in a cautious tone, "Mom, do you check your grandfather's body, do you think he can accept this long distance?"

Ning Qing casually held the pillow behind him in front of him, and said seriously: "It's okay to take the train, but forget about the plane."

"Okay, this year I will ask for leave in advance and take my grandfather to Tiger Town. By the way, let him see the place where my brother and I lived since we were young."

Xiang Jun's thin lips curled slightly, his deep eyes filled with nostalgia.

Ning Qing looked at Xiang Jun who let go so quickly in surprise, and quickly brought a smile on his lips, "You...OK, this year, Mom will cook delicious food for you, and tell me in advance when you come back..."

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiang Jun looked up suddenly, and heard his mother keep chanting, "Iron plate big goose, braised pork, spring rolls..."

These are what they like to eat, and my mother remembers them clearly...

His heart moved slightly, and he looked at his mother intently. The years did not leave anything on her face, only to find that there were two strands of white hair on her temples.

The man's thoughts went back to more than ten years ago, when he saw his mother for the first time, she smiled like a flower, without these two strands of white hair, she stood in front of him and his brother with a gentle face, and introduced herself as the future mother of the two.

Before that, Xiang Jun's knowledge of his mother was only enough to give birth to him, and he didn't need to worry about anything...

After he met his mother, he realized that he could act like a baby to his heart's content, cook a lot of delicious food by himself, and fall asleep listening to stories in his mother's arms.

How could Xiang Jun know that it turns out that this is what it feels like to have a mother...

In a flash, more than ten years have passed, and she also has gray hair.

Hearing his mother's words like reporting the name of the dish, Xiang Jun called out in a low voice, "Mom."

The tone was extremely heavy and grateful...

(End of this chapter)