Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Although he had clearly said that he was just going to buy medicine nearby, Lin Ying had been there for more than ten minutes.

Jingzhi was a little worried.

From time to time, he would peek out to look into the corridor.

I watched it several times and two dishes were already served.

He still hasn't come back.

Jingzhi held up his face and boredly took the food and directed the dry ice smoke under the Longjing shrimp.

While playing, there was suddenly a gurgling sound outside, as if a wheelchair was rolling by.

"Mom, this restaurant is new. I heard it's clean and quiet. After we finish eating, let's pack some for Dad to take home."

"What are you packing for him?"

"Asking him to come out for dinner is like asking his life to end. I don't care about him."

The voice had the hoarseness typical of an elderly woman.

Jingzhi felt inexplicably familiar.

They seemed to be just outside the door next to their box.

She just stuck her head out to look, which seemed impolite.

Just as she was struggling, the middle-aged woman who was talking next door spoke again.

"He's doing this for the good of your store. You can't have no one looking after it."

"Humph! I told him to shut it up long ago, but he still didn't believe me. My legs are broken, and he didn't even come to see me."

The middle-aged woman seemed to be choked by the old lady's words. She smiled helplessly and replied:

"How could he come to see you when you went abroad for surgery? A-Ling and I were with you. He told us to take good care of you."

The sound of wheel wheels slowly came from the door next to Jingzhi and went into the house.

The conversations became quieter.

Jingzhi pursed her lips. She felt that the hoarse voice was too catchy and seemed very familiar, but she just couldn't remember who it was.

She clenched her fist and hit her head lightly.

Jintong was actually a little worried about her.

As he sank and floated in her sea of ​​consciousness, he kept paying attention to the cracks at the top of the sea of ​​consciousness.

When Jingzhi hit his head just now, a small crack like a spider silk appeared next to the crack.

Jin Tong's heart sank and he quickly stopped her.

【Stop hitting me.】

Jingzhi stopped and asked him what was wrong.

【Jin Tong: What's wrong? What's wrong with you?】

Jingzhi blinked and rubbed her temples gently. "I feel like the voice I just heard is very familiar, but I can't place it."

Something seemed to flash through Jintong's mind, but he didn't catch it.

The words he wanted to explain seemed to be blank, and Jintong fell silent.

Familiar footsteps came closer and closer.

Before she saw anyone, she looked up and smiled.

"Xiaoying."

"Ah."

"Sorry for the waitting."

In his hand, he not only had a plastic bag containing medicine, but also a bag with the words "so-and-so women's shoes" written on it.

He put the bag in its place behind her without explaining.

Jingzhi asked: "Bought it for me?"

As soon as he nodded, she happily took out the box and opened it to take a look.

Inside the box was a pair of flat black lacquered leather shoes.

Next to the shoes was a pair of pure cotton white socks.

Lin Ying then blushed and explained:

"I don't know if you like it, but the clerk said it's this year's bestseller."

"I like it!" She raised her voice slightly, hugged his left arm tightly with both hands and rubbed it, "You are so good to me."

Lin Ying was speechless.

She found various ways to give him money, and that was how she felt.

"I'll apply medicine to you first."

Lin Ying said.

……

Just picked up her feet and opened Yunnan Baiyao.

Suddenly, a voice that was suppressed to the extreme, but with a hint of trembling, came from outside.

"mom?"

Jingzhi raised her head in confusion.

Lin Ying had his back to the door, and following her line of sight, he also turned his head to look outside.

The old lady in the wheelchair was so shocked when she saw Lin Ying that the Buddhist beads in her hand fell to the ground.

"dad?"

The middle-aged woman behind her exclaimed at the two of them:

"Grandpa?! Grandma?! You guys......"

"!?"

At this moment, it seemed as if a hundred question marks were whizzing through Lin Ying's mind.

This old lady may have Alzheimer's disease.

This middle-aged woman wouldn't get this disease at such a young age, right?

But...why do these two women look more and more familiar to him?

Jingzhi had never dealt with such a thing before.

Meeting the daughter and granddaughter of her previous life, and in front of Cheng Ying's reincarnation, how should she react?

As the three of them looked at each other in shock, another person suddenly came out from the next room.

"Grandma, who are you calling dad? Didn't my grandpa die many years ago..."

Ah Ling was halfway through her words when she nodded shyly at Lin Ying, "So it's you, uncle? We are so lucky to meet again—"

Before she could finish her words, she got stuck again.

A Ling widened her eyes and stared at Jingzhi, who had half of his face and one bare foot exposed on the side of Lin Ying.

"Grandma???"

The reason she recognized Jingzhi was because she looked exactly like the woman in the photo displayed in her grandfather's living room.

……

The five toes of Jingzhi's bare foot suddenly curled up tightly together.

It's so damn embarrassing.

"Well...why don't you wait for me to put on some socks first?"

She really doesn't have the habit of showing her toes in front of others.

Lin Ying rejected her.

He nodded politely to Laojuan, Zhongjuan and Xiaojuan, then closed the door.

"Why wear socks? I haven't applied medicine yet," he said.

Jingzhi simply couldn't speak.

Is it a question of medication now?

If she didn't explain clearly to her beloved Lao Juan, she was afraid that Lao Juan would hang herself.

Her personality is very similar to Cheng Ying's, she tends to get stuck in a rut.

As it turns out, this is true.

Lao Juan gripped the wheelchair handle tightly, "My mom doesn't want me anymore?"

After thinking for a while, Lao Juan said:

"Why isn't my dad mute anymore?"

Lao Juan reached out her hand to Zhong Juan and said, "Tang Yuan, if you pinch me, am I dead? Have I gone to hell and reunited with my parents?"

Zhongjuan pressed down the hand and covered her forehead with her hands.

Oh my God!

It took a lot of effort to make her feel better, and now it's finally over.

But why did her milk suddenly appear?

She watched her grandfather die, so how come he suddenly appeared again?

And he acted like he didn't know them.

Finally, she also wanted to know the questions her mother asked.

How come her grandfather could speak suddenly?

At this time, neither of them thought about reincarnation.

He just thought that the weird Jingzhi had some magical power to save his father/grandfather.

Ah Ling looked at her mother and grandmother in bewilderment. She pointed at the closed door of the adjacent private room and said, "He, she, they..."

Zhongjuan slapped her hand down and said, "Don't point randomly. It's rude."

She stood out from behind Lao Juan's wheelchair.

After walking to the next door, she hesitated for a long time before knocking on the door.

"that……"

"Wow!"

The door opened to the right.

Lin Ying held Jingzhi, who was wearing socks, horizontally, with a bag of shoes hooked on her right hand.

Among these people, Lin Ying is probably the calmest.

He said to Sanjuan, "She said she wants to share a room with you and eat at your place. Excuse me..."

"Okay, okay! Come in!" If Lao Juan hadn't had nails in her legs, she would have stood up immediately to welcome them.

Zhongjuan also hurriedly urged A Ling to go to Lin Ying's private room and bring their dishes and things over.

……

five minutes later.

In the next box, it was as quiet as a chicken.

The waiter delivering food outside was about to move to the side when he was stopped by A Ling.

"The food from next door was delivered here. We knew each other and just happened to meet and eat together."

The waiter took a step back and went into the room with the dishes.

The dining table in this box is a large round table.

At this moment, Lao Juan and Zhong Juan were sitting opposite each other, while Lin Ying and Jing Zhi were sitting with their backs to the door.

The four men said nothing, and the two ladies stared at them fiercely.

Even if Lin Ying noticed something, he would pretend nothing happened.

He served the dishes to Jingzhi very calmly.

Jingzhi silently stretched the scarf around her neck upwards, covering half of her face.

Waiter: What's going on? You brought your boyfriend to meet your parents, and they weren't happy?

……