Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Answering the call with a sacred mood, before Zhang Xuan could say anything, the other party had already spoken.

Zhang Xuan.

Well, how are you lately? Zhang Xuanming asked knowingly.

Wen Hui said it was okay, and then asked: Are you busy during this time?

Knowing that she had something to ask him, Zhang Xuan lied directly and said, I'm not busy. Do you want me to come to Shanghai?

Hearing this, Wen Hui, who was a little embarrassed to speak before making the call, relaxed slightly and said a few keywords in one breath: Grandpa wants to see you.

Okay, I'll come over today. Zhang Xuan agreed simply without asking why he was meeting.

Wen Hui added: I just called Shuang Ling and Qing Zhu.

Zhang Xuan was a little confused.

Wen Hui seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and explained: Last time, the two actors wanted to come with me to visit grandpa. I said at that time that I would give her a call when I had the opportunity.

Understand, this is an agreement between the two women, and it can be regarded as a disguised compromise between each other. The connotation of this compromise can only be understood, but cannot be expressed in words. After all, they are both smart and face-saving girls.

At this point, Zhang Xuan was truly relieved.

I understand, they are still in the teaching building, I am waiting for them to come back. Zhang Xuan said.

Um.

Wen Hui hummed and said gently: I still have something to do here, so I'll hang up first.

Okay, you go and do your work.

When you leave, remember to send me a text message to let me know.

know.

After ending the call, Zhang Xuan called Qiu Ya and asked her to buy three air tickets on her behalf.

Then I found my clothes, got into the shower room, and then waited.

Half an hour later, Du Shuangling and Zou Qingzhu came back from class.

As soon as he entered the door, Du Shuangling said softly: Hui Hui called us and we have to go to Shanghai.

Zhang Xuan responded: Me too.

Then the two of them looked at each other, no longer asking or talking, everything was said in silence.

From Yangcheng to Shanghai, it seems very far on the map, but in fact it only takes two hours by plane.

Along the way, Zhang Xuan hardly spoke to the two women. He was either looking at the clouds outside in trance, or listening to Shuangling and Qingzhu talking quietly.

After getting off the plane and leaving the airport, Zhang Xuan and the others met Wen Hui and Yuan Mei who were picking them up.

After Shuang Ling, Qing Zhu and Wen Hui met, Zhang Xuan looked at Wen Hui and said, You have lost a lot of weight.

This was a very common sentence and a very caring one. Zou Qingzhu wanted to run away after hearing this, subconsciously not wanting to get into a dilemma.

Yuan Mei secretly observed Du Shuangling, who was smiling but did not find any valuable clues.

Wen Hui tried her best to smile: I've been very busy recently.

Wen Hui stopped talking to him and walked side by side towards the car with the two actors.

They haven't seen each other for two months, but the relationship between the three classmates is still the same. They talk cordially, but Yuan Mei lags behind.

Zhang Xuan looked at Wen Hui's thin back and asked distressedly: Why are you so thin?

Yuan Mei looked at him and replied: Grandpa doesn't have much time left. Huihui has spent her time with grandpa these past two months and slept little.

Yuan Mei didn't say a word: Because she was too sad, she also ate less at each meal.

There were two cars, three women riding in one.

Zhang Xuan and Yuan Mei did not bother them and fell behind.

They chatted for a while, and when they were about to arrive at the villa where Mr. Wen was recuperating, Zhang Xuan asked, Wen Hui's parents.

In the middle of speaking, he drawled a long tone.

Yuan Mei understood what he meant, Fortunately, it didn't embarrass Huihui.

Zhang Xuan sighed: That's good.

Yuan Mei glanced at him again: But you have to be prepared, uncle and aunt may have a talk with you.

Zhang Xuan was not surprised by this.

Ask: Are there many guests coming?

Yuan Mei said: Recently, distinguished guests have been coming here every day, but when I heard that you were coming, my grandpa closed the door and did not accept guests at night.

After hearing this, Zhang Xuan, who had just relaxed a lot, felt a little heavier unconsciously.

As he spoke, the car entered the villa. The familiar sisters Wen Yu and Wen Yu came to meet them at the door, followed by Lin Yuansheng.

They were all acquaintances who had met many times. There was not much politeness between the two parties. After a few greetings, Zhang Xuan handed Lin Yuansheng a box filled with manuscripts of The World.

Lin Yuansheng suppressed his happiness and said, I will remit the money to you later.

Zhang Xuandao: There's no rush.

After drinking a cup of hot tea, Wen Yu, who was good at treating people, said to the three of them: The old man rarely takes a nap in the day, and it will probably take a while before he wakes up. You must be hungry. Go eat first. We should see you after eating. Him.

Guests and hosts do as they please, so Zhang Xuan and the others naturally have no objections.

Turning around and coming to the restaurant, Zhou Rong, whom the old man had subconsciously never wanted to see, appeared in his field of vision.

Auntie. Zhang Xuan called politely.

You came.

Compared with last time, Zhou Rong has also lost some weight. Is it because of his father-in-law's illness? Or is it for my daughter’s personal affairs?

She responded and said hello: You guys sit down first. The food is ready. It's in the hot pot. I'll bring it out right away.

A few minutes later, Wen Tuyuan and Yuan Mei's father also came in from outside.

There were many people at dinner, so the group was divided into two tables.

The atmosphere was pretty good, not as boring as expected, nor that sad, and the conversation went smoothly.

It was said to be smooth, because the old man was mentally prepared and did not wait for Zhou Rong and Wen Tuyuan's tests.

After dinner, Wen Tuyuan, Zhou Rong and Wen Yu went to Mr. Wen's place again.

But it didn't take long for Wen Yu to come back and pass the news: Huihui, your grandpa is awake. Take your classmates over to have a look now.

Hearing this, Wen Hui, who was pouring tea, put down the teapot and stood up.

Zhang Xuan, Du Shuangling and Zou Qingzhu had a tacit understanding and stood up.

Not far away, there were two wintersweet trees beside the path, with wintersweet blossoms blooming on them. The group of people all had serious expressions and remained silent as they filed into Mr. Wen's bedroom.

Although it is a patient's bedroom, it is very clean inside. There is a scent of mugwort in the corner. The faint fragrance of mugwort lingers in the room, giving people an indescribable smell.

The last time I saw Mr. Wen was at the end of July. At that time, the old man was quite energetic.

Four months have passed, and now he is lying on the bed dying, as thin as a bone. He probably weighs less than 70 pounds and can be picked up with one hand.

grandfather.

Wen Hui called Grandpa, and Du Shuangling and Zou Qingzhu followed suit.

Zhang Xuan was no exception and called out to the old man.

Shuangling, Qingzhu, you two girls are here, and you are still so beautiful. Mr. Wen greeted with a unique voice, and a smile burst out on his skinny face. After praising the two girls, his eyes slowly moved to Zhang Xuan: You too coming.

Hey, let's see how old you are. Zhang Xuan wanted to say a few more polite words, but he couldn't say it out. He had lived in the past for so long, and he had seen too many relatives and friends dying and sent too many gifts.

With just one glance, he felt that the old man would be out tonight, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow. He would not be out for three days.

Maybe he was about to leave, but Mr. Wen became energetic and chatted with several people for more than ten minutes.

In the middle, he turned his head and coughed under the bed for a while, and even vomited pus and blood. This made the children of the Wen family anxious.

After a long while, Old Man Wen's cough finally subsided. When he looked up again, his face had changed. His face was pale, but some parts were crimson, sickly red. His eyes swept over the people in the room one by one, and finally his son was left behind. Daughter-in-law, youngest daughter, Zhang Xuan and Wen Hui, Old man, I, I want to tell you something.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts trembled, and a thought came to their minds: Are you leaving a last message?

Wen Yu glanced at his elder brother and sister-in-law, then at his younger sister, and walked out a little lonely. After a while, his husband followed.

Lin Yuansheng didn't stay long and walked out as well. He chased after him to give his brother-in-law a cigarette, but he didn't say any words of comfort. In fact, we are all such grown-up people, and we all know many things in our minds. At this point, there is nothing to talk about.

After a while, Du Shuangling, Yuan Mei, Lin Sisi and Zou Qingzhu also walked out, also silent.

At this moment, people outside, whether they are elders or juniors, are all paying attention to Du Shuangling's facial expressions. It can be said that the other people in the room are the closest and most beloved people to Mr. Wen during his lifetime, but Zhang Xuan is an outsider. .

This made them have many associations.

Zou Qingzhu is now very worried about Shuang Ling. He holds his arm with her and follows her all the time, fearing that she won't be able to hold on.

Sensing the subtle changes in her surroundings, Du Shuangling did not show a smile in this solemn occasion, but lightly patted Zou Qingzhu's arm: Qingzhu, I'm fine.

This was something she admitted publicly, and it was really okay, because Wen Hui had expected all of this from the moment she said she would call her two months ago.

In the past two months, Du Shuangling had simulated the development direction of all events many times in her mind, so the current situation was within her expectations and had not gotten out of control.

During the last time she was in Berlin, she was deeply impressed by her man's ability to retreat in order to advance, and he successfully and skillfully resolved the fierce conflicts between herself, Mi Jian and Wen Hui.

Now, she puts what she has learned into practice and uses retreat to advance in exchange for Wenhui's never-ending support.

It was dull outside the house, with different thoughts, and it was equally dull inside.

Everyone looked at the dying old man Wen and listened to him with their ears raised.

Mr. Wen's cloudy eyes bulged, and his gaze moved slowly. Finally, he said the first words to his son Wen Tuyuan: Before you came in, I saw your grandma and your mother. They were standing at the door facing each other. I laugh.

Dad. Wen Tuyuan lowered his head and called out sincerely, with a cry in his voice.

Mr. Wen said to himself: I can't help them.

Wen Tuyuan reached out and grabbed his father's hand, his eyes welling up.

Old Man Wen ignored his son and spoke to Zhang Xuan, an outsider, Come here, I, it's hard for me to speak.

Zhang Xuan, who was standing in the last row, walked to the bedside and squatted down.

Old Man Wen asked in front of everyone: Do you like Huihui?

Feeling that everyone in the room was looking at him, Zhang Xuan braced himself and said without hesitation, I like it.

Old Man Wen nodded, and after a long time he said: You are very good. Huihui likes you and has not insulted her. I hope you will not insult Huihui either.

Hearing this, everyone in the room was stunned.

He was stunned by the words humiliation and hope in Old Man Wen's mouth.

Who is Old Man Wen? What is the identity of the Wen family? How dazzling is Wenhui? Old man Wen actually used these two words when talking to Zhang Xuan.

In an instant, Zhou Rong, who understood what his father-in-law meant, almost lost his temper.

Wen Tuyuan was calm, and the expression on his face did not change.

Wen Yu looked at Zhang Xuan and then at Wen Hui. She felt mixed at the moment. She was happy for Hui Hui but also sad for Hui Hui. She used to be very supportive of her niece, but now she feels inexplicably melancholy.

Wen Hui was neither happy nor sad, and continued to look at her grandfather sadly.

The Wen family had different ideas, but Zhang Xuan was pondering the word humiliation in depth.

What does it take to not be insulted?

Don’t you want to humiliate the Wen family? Don't you want to insult Wen Hui?

This is a heavy and unavoidable question.

Zhang Xuan understood that if he couldn't answer this question well, then he and Wen Hui would be completely out of luck.

Because Mr. Wen is not an ordinary person, when it comes to such important matters, every word he says is carefully considered.

Now that the old man said these words, it meant that he had compromised and given in for his granddaughter.

But compromising and giving in does not mean that the Wen family is shameless!

If Zhang Xuan can't make a promise today, can't make a promise in front of Wen Hui, can't make a promise in front of Wen Tuyuan and Zhou Rong, can't make a promise in front of Wen Yu, who always gives him a good look, then there's no need for Wen His family objected, and Wenhui would be forced to leave him even if she loved him again.

Because her favorite grandfather has lowered his own personal bottom line and the Wen family's bottom line to the lowest, because her most respected grandfather has put aside his tenacity for the past few decades for her. She can't ignore these. If Zhang Xuanlian even the most basic If she doesn't even save her face for the Wen family, she will be poked in the back by the world.

Mr. Wen loved his granddaughter very much, so he made a difficult concession in the end.

However, this concession is also a conspiracy.

Zhang Xuan agreed, and the old man made it possible for the two of them.

If Zhang Xuan refuses to agree, the moment he says the refusal will be the beginning of a break between him and his granddaughter.

The old man's mind was as fast as lightning, and he quickly figured out the cause and effect. At the same time, he knew very well that if he could think through it, Wen Hui would definitely be able to think through it as well.

Thinking of this, facing the eyes of everyone, Zhang Xuan solemnly said: Don't worry, old man.

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Wen smiled kindly.

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Rong almost lost his temper for the second time, and Wen Tuyuan half-turned his head to look at him.

After getting Zhang Xuan's promise, Mr. Wen said forcefully to his son Wen Tuyuan: I haven't asked you to do anything for many, many years. I want you to do one last thing.

Wen Tuyuan choked up: Dad, tell me.

Old Man Wen pointed at Wen Hui and Zhang Xuan: Like your eldest sister said, it's not easy for them. Don't make things too difficult for them.

The word too much fully expresses Mr. Wen's understanding of his son and daughter-in-law's parenthood, and also expresses his determination to protect his granddaughter for the last time.

Hearing this, Wen Tuyuan turned to look at Zhang Xuan for the second time.

Wen Hui, who had been immersed in grief, pulled Zhang Xuan's sleeves and said softly: You go outside first, I will come to you later.

Sure enough, it was better for her to be a woman. At this critical moment when the artillery fire was the most concentrated, she decisively came out to cover herself.

However, Zhang Xuan did not move, but looked at Old Man Wen.

Mr. Wen tried his best to take a breath and said slowly: Go, I'll say a few words to them.

After two seconds, Zhang Xuan moved and walked out of the bedroom.