In Shi'an Hall, Cheng Fuhu was bored and lying on the bed, leaning on a large ink-painted pillow. His eyes were looking straight at the azure embroidered Baifu pattern satin curtain in front of him, and he didn't know what he was thinking. .
"Grandfather...the grandchildren are here..." Three children's voices sounded, breaking the silence of the room. Cheng Fuhu's eyes suddenly lit up, and his whole person immediately became energetic.
"Song'er, Zhu'er, Feng'er, come in quickly." Cheng Fuhu sat up straight and waved enthusiastically to the door.
Cheng Jinfeng flew up to his grandfather's bedside with his short legs, raised his little face and asked with a naive smile: "Grandpa, are you feeling better today? Does the wound hurt? Your heart is still stuffy. "Aren't you bored?"
Yesterday, when Jinfeng came to greet his brothers, the doctor happened to be doing a routine pulse diagnosis. He heard a few words from the doctor and remembered them. Now he asked about his grandfather. It was so impressive that Cheng Fuhu felt very excited.
Touching the little grandson's head, Cheng Fuhu said with a smile: "Feng'er is so good. Grandpa no longer feels pain and his heart is not stuffy."
"Well, then That's good." Cheng Jinfeng nodded like a little adult, then put his little hand into his arms and touched, and he pulled out a small white jade nine-link ring, then a small wooden sword the size of a palm, and then he pulled out an exquisite Excellent grinding and drinking.
"Grandpa, I'll give you all these to play with, so you won't be bored!" Cheng Jinfeng said seriously.
Watching this little guy taking out a toy on the left and a toy on the right, Cheng Fuhu couldn't help laughing. He touched his little grandson's head and said with a pleased smile: "Good Feng'er, thank you very much, grandfather." You! But grandpa can’t play with these things, so you can play with them yourself."
Cheng Jinfeng tilted his head and thought for a while, then stuffed the small wooden sword and the nine-ring chain back into his arms, and then took advantage of it. It was thrust into his grandfather's hand.
"Grandpa, this is the music that my father gave to Feng'er. My father said that he can guard Feng'er for my father. Now that Feng'er is a big boy, let him take care of Feng'er for my father." Guard your grandfather!" Cheng Jinfeng stared at his grandfather eagerly, leaving Cheng Fuhu unable to say any polite words.
Looking carefully at the Mojole in his hand, Cheng Fuhu was surprised to find that the Mojole looked very old. Isn’t this...
A memory suddenly rushed into Cheng Fuhu’s mind. Tiger's mind. He remembered that this Mojole was not the same Mojole that his mother had made more than thirty years ago by specially hiring the most skilled craftsman in the capital to look like Cheng Size, who had just turned one year old.
Cheng Fuhu still remembered that after making this Mohele, he would take it with him whenever he went on an expedition, just like taking his son with him. This little boy spent a lot of time guarding the border while missing his family, and witnessed many bloody battles with him...
Since when did he no longer carry it with him? Are you having fun with this? Cheng Fuhu tried his best to recall, but he didn't.
"Okay, ZuFather, thank you Feng'er. "Cheng Fu's eyes were red, he held Mohele with both hands and held it tightly to his heart.
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"Grandpa, you're welcome. , Feng'er knew that her grandfather would definitely like her father's fun! "Cheng Jinfeng was so happy that his eyes narrowed into two crescent moons, so cute!
Cheng Jinsong and Cheng Jinzhu were stunned when they looked at their brother's extremely silky performance. The brain, the eloquence, the little expression, this...is this their silly little brother who only turns four after the Chinese New Year?
Cheng Jinfeng didn't know what his two brothers were thinking. He jumped on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, rubbed his calves against each other, kicked off his shoes, quickly climbed to the inside of the bed, raised a big smile, and asked obediently: "Grandpa, can Feng'er stay with you in bed?" Want to play together? "
How could Cheng Fuhu refuse his grandson? He immediately nodded and said: "Okay, okay, Feng'er can play in bed and sleep with his grandfather at night. "
After hearing this, Cheng Jinsong and Cheng Jinzhu turned pale with fright. Both of them had experienced how outrageous their little brother's sleeping posture was. It was not sleeping at all, it was simply sleeping. It's like punching on the bed. It's like punching a tiger in the south and kicking a dragon in the north. The first pair of panda eyes in the lives of the two brothers was given by their little third brother.
If the younger brother is allowed to sleep on his grandfather's bed, their grandfather will be kicked to the ground by his younger brother before midnight. In such a cold weather, their grandfather's body has not yet healed... The consequences of being kicked to the ground will be absolutely disastrous. .
Seeing the expressions of his two grandsons change with fright at his words, Cheng Fuhu asked with a smile: "Why, don't you still trust your grandfather to sleep with your brother? "
Cheng Jinsong waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, no, we are not worried about grandfather, we are worried about third brother. Grandpa, you don't know that third brother is prone to punching when he is sleeping, and he makes several mothers cry. Mom, when the third brother was two years old, he kicked the nurse who was sleeping with him to the ground. The nurse fell and injured her tail bone. It took him half a year to heal. No one dared to sleep with him anymore. "
"Oh, our Feng'er is so capable, great job! "When Cheng Fuhu heard this, instead of being angry, he laughed happily and praised him. As he spoke, he squeezed his grandson's little arms and legs. He felt that the places where he started were as tight as small stone pillars. The old man laughed. He became even more happy.
"Okay, okay, this is where the enemy comes from. Song'er, it seems that your brother is also a good material for martial arts training! When spring came, his grandfather laid the foundation for him himself. "Cheng Fuhu said proudly.
When Cheng Jinfeng heard this, he immediately shouted happily: "Grandpa, you must keep your word, don't lie to children! "At this moment, Cheng Jinfeng felt like a child again.
"For the record, my grandfather never lied to children! "Cheng Fuhu laughed happily. It was rare for him to enjoy having children and grandchildren around him.The family happiness on my knees makes me feel happy from every pore.
Seeing the excited look of the third brother, the two elders looked at each other and sighed secretly. Originally, their mother did not intend to let the third brother take the path of a military commander, but now it seems that her mother's plan is about to fail.
Cheng Fuhu spent a very pleasant afternoon in the company of his three grandchildren, and had dinner with them in the evening. The three grandsons all enthusiastically served him vegetables and soup, and told him some interesting stories about their daily lives. Cheng Fuhu was so happy that he didn't close his mouth all night.
It wasn’t until they watched their grandfather take the medicine that the three children bowed and left. With a happy smile and the hope that his grandchildren would come to accompany him tomorrow, Cheng Fuhu quickly fell asleep.