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Chapter 70 Your granddaughter is so well behaved
The air suddenly became quiet, the silence was eerie. Tang Ying blinked and looked at the screen of her mobile phone, feeling suffocated.

On the other side, in an unremarkable sanatorium far away in the foggy city.

It’s strange to say, compared with other sanatoriums, this sanatorium looks extremely simple as a whole, there is nothing surprising about it, and even the location is not good.

But there were two armed soldiers standing at the door, guns in their hands, standing motionless on both sides of the door.

Entering the sanatorium and passing through several gates, there is a courtyard full of birdsong and flowers, with pavilions, waterside terraces, rocking chairs and a loudspeaker playing opera.

An old man with white hair and beard that had turned silver, and skin covered with wrinkles and age spots, was wearing an old green military uniform and reading glasses. He was holding a mobile phone and smoking a mottled pipe. He half-closed his eyes and held the phone far away, operating it with great difficulty.

Behind him was a middle-aged man wearing a plain black jacket and with a certain degree of gray hair. He stood beside him like a child, his movements were extremely stiff, and he kept his head down the whole time, and bent his body slightly.

"Hey, Xiao Wang, can you help me take a look? How do I return to this interface? I still can't operate it quite well." The old man frowned for a long time, and finally asked the middle-aged man in a black jacket next to him.

"Hey, Mr. Yuan, leave it to me." The middle-aged man immediately put on a smile, squatted down and took the phone: "Do this, this, click here."

"Hey!" The old man was unhappy: "Call me Lao Yuan! I'm too old to retire!"

"Uh, hehehe," the middle-aged man said with a fake laugh, sweating profusely.

The old man is humble and doesn't care, but he doesn't dare to shout. Is this what he can shout?
He could only continue to teach the old man how to use the phone: "The voice button was hidden by some unknown setting. Here it is. I'll restore it for you."

"Oh~ Why couldn't I send the voice message? Turns out it's in here." The old man suddenly realized and pressed the voice button.

Then he put his mouth close to the receiver and said at the top of his voice with full strength: "Hey, little kid, I heard from your old man that you didn't go back to Chemai for the New Year this year? You can't do that, your old man is so anxious, look, bring the boy back to us to see him, did you get it, did you get it?"

The sentence was stretched out to 40 seconds, and then there was a ten-second blank at the end, and then it was stretched to 50 seconds for one sentence, and then the second sentence continued to supplement the voice matrix: "Who is this young man?
If you want to have a girlfriend, your husband and I will not oppose you. Our generation is open-minded. We fought for women's rights, free love, and opposition to arranged marriages. But you have to bring him back to us for advice and see what kind of person he is before we can do it!"

After a while, a very loud notification sound came from the phone.

ding dong~

The old man clicked on it and listened.

A clear girl's voice suddenly rang out from the speaker: "Oh, Grandpa, we are just ordinary friends, not just casual friends. It's nothing serious. Besides, the way you look at it, it will be so embarrassing if others find out. We have always had a better relationship."

"Wow!" The old man continued to use the method of sticking the receiver close to him: "Can you fool me? I don't care what era it is. You go home with a boy to celebrate the New Year. You must be old! I know you well. If you don't like a boy, you won't say a word to him. Can you fool me? Scream at me, oh (second tone prolonged)?"

"Did you hear that, Tang Ying? Did you hear that? Did you hear that?" the old man continued bombarding her with questions, "Did you receive that? If you received that, could you please reply?"

"I know, Grandpa. I'm going to do some work now." The girl's voice sounded a little helpless: "I'll go back to see you after the holidays."

After the conversation, the old man looked at the middle-aged man next to him, smiled and pointed at his phone: "Little kid, you are a little disobedient, and you are making fun of me."

"No, no, what are you talking about? I guess that person just now was you," the middle-aged man quickly smiled.

"Grandson dog." The old man said, "I have to thank you again, Xiao Wang. You see, I troubled you to do something, and you even came all the way from Shangjing to Wudu to see me. It's really troublesome."

"It's not a bother, it's what we should do." The middle-aged man immediately said seriously, "As people working in the film and television department, we are responsible for the peace of cultural communication. Works like "Youth" do have their shortcomings. This is an objective fact. And Ai Qixing has indeed been going too far in recent years. He should be punished."

After that, the middle-aged man said, "But you have a really good relationship with your granddaughter, and she sounds very well behaved, unlike me. My grandson is too naughty, so we can't compare." "Well behaved? Well behaved!"

The old man snorted coldly, "You don't know, this little girl has been naughty since she was young. Don't be fooled by her appearance of being well-behaved, much better than other girls, but she is really naughty. When she was little, she caught snakes and stuffed them into other boys' clothes. When she went out to play, she fell into the ditch, climbed a tree and fell off the roof, fought with boys, had conflicts, and smashed other boys' heads with bricks. She also insisted on learning Sanda and won the first prize in a national competition. Oh, it was a headache at that time. I really don't know which boy can control her in the future."

Come, I'll show you Hal."

The old man became more and more excited as he spoke, and although he was expressing his dissatisfaction with his words, even a fool could see that the affection in his eyes could not be concealed.

In front of the middle-aged man, the old man clicked on Tang Ying's circle of friends and clicked on the photo: "Look, it's all here."

"You are really well behaved." The middle-aged man nodded immediately.

Inside were various photos of Tang Ying.

But as he looked, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment because he saw someone he knew.

"Is this boy the one you just mentioned, your granddaughter's boyfriend?" asked the middle-aged man.

"That's right, it's all him." The old man nodded.

"I know him. He's a director named Xia Yuan." The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said, "He's been quite popular recently. The box office is very high, and he's the top-ranked new play of the year."

"Director, what does this young man look like?" the old man asked.

"I don't know. I've never met him." The middle-aged man shook his head. "He's currently working for your granddaughter's company. How about I keep an eye on him for you?"

"Okay, okay, sure." The old man nodded happily. "In that case, I won't keep you here. You have a lot of things to do. Chatting with an old man like me for a long time will only delay things."

"No, no, we are all your students. As the saying goes, we should accept guidance with an open mind. Your wisdom is the clarion call to guide us to move forward hand in hand in the new era, and it is the bright beacon leading the way on the new journey. These are what we should do. I also hope that you can talk to me more in the future. Xiao Wang, it is my honor to be able to relieve your boredom. Every word you say is a good guide for me. I want to make progress so much!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man left.

After the middle-aged man left the nursing home, the old man said, "Hey, help me prepare a plane to Xinhai. It would be best if we can leave tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!"

At this time, a middle-aged man in a white coat came out of the room, looking helpless: "Does this Xinhai have to go?"

"Oh! I must go! Do you know what guerrilla warfare is? It's all about catching the enemy off guard!"

The old man snorted, "It's just right. I'm bored staying here every day. You can't let me farm, swim, or drink. You can't even control my smoking. I'm fine. If you keep controlling me like this, I'll get moldy if I don't go out and walk!"

"Your health is good, so you can go to Xinhai. But you really can't smoke anymore. The main hospital has repeatedly told you to quit smoking."

"Not allowed?" The old man glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "Humph! You better ask the King of Hell, if I go down, will he dare to take me? Oh? I think back then, that was..."

The old man stood up and put one foot on the stone table, pointing to the sky: "I have been under the hands of the King of Hell seven or eight times! He dare not take me in! Not only does he dare not take me in, he has to release me respectfully! What the hell do you know! You are giving me orders?"

"Okay, okay, please come down, please come down, I'll arrange a plane for you, I'll arrange a plane for you!" The middle-aged man in the white coat was immediately frightened.

(End of this chapter)