Chapter 1602: Long-lost family (4)

The three Yang Zimei walked around, and came to Longze Park unknowingly.
Longze Park is still sealed.
However, there has been less lively crowd watching.
Passers-by rarely pass here, and almost all detour when they see it.
When people think of hundreds of dead bodies immersed in the lotus pond there, they will feel chills on their backs and feel terrible.
Ronghe stopped, looked inside, glanced at Yang Zimei again, said nothing, and continued to walk.
Yang Zimei was also worried about what he would say just now.
I really don't want to destroy the harmony now.
Fortunately, Grandpa also knew each other, and was no longer attached to the Long Family's destruction.
This made Yang Zimei feel very satisfied.
"Niuniu, I used to meet your grandma there."
Ronghe was pointing at a large locust tree road in front of him, and there was some kind of expression in his eyes.
Yang Zimei's mind also imagined that his grandfather and grandma were walking together at a young age.
That must be a beautiful girl, an enviable pair.
Unfortunately, grandma's stubbornness eventually killed all this.
It is said that the fate of man is determined by nature.
In fact, heaven only decides three points of fate, and seven points are determined by his own character.
What kind of life a person has, what kind of life there is, can't blame, no wonder others.
Ronghe stood under the big locust tree, tiptoes, looking for the trace of love that day.
Yang Zi's eyebrows were sharp and saw two names next to each other engraved one meter higher than him.
Rong He and Zeng Hui.
These two words are very beautifully carved, there is nothing fancy, and there is nothing more I love you or the like.
This is the implicit of that era.
"Grandpa, here."
Yang Zimei said to Ronghe, pointing to those two names.
Ronghe looked up for a while, the expression on his face was soothing and soft, and the corners of his lips smiled slightly. Pupil eyes seemed to see the girl wearing a white shirt and blue skirt, with a smile on her face, walking towards herself in a surplus ...
Yang Zimei didn't bother his Shen Yan, just watched silently.
Love is so weird. The longer you separate, the clearer you may remember it, the more pure the emotion will be, and almost all the blemishes will be ignored, and the rest is just beautiful.
"Yang Zimei?"
A white Maybach stopped on the road next to her, and the windows rolled down, and a handsome and handsome face was found out of it.
It is Zhugezhen.
"it's me."
Yang Zimei smiled and came forward, "How so clever?"
"Haha, that is, how so clever?"
Zhu Gezhen smiled, "Who said, people who have a fate will always meet no matter where they are?"
"Oh, my master said."
Yang Zimei smiled.
"Beijing is not big, it is small, some people, even if they live in the same community, it is not surprising that they have never met in their lives. But we have met each other in such a way that this fate is not too shallow."
Zhuge's peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and the evil charm smiled.
"So what?"
Yang Zi frowned.
"What a boring woman!"
Zhu Gezhen gave her a blank look, "What are you doing here? Don't you say that you are coming back every day? Why don't you two stick together?"
"Everyone is independent and cannot be tied together all the time. I have my business and he has his work."
Yang Zimei replied, "I'm shopping with my grandpa and my cousin now."
"Your grandpa?"
Zhu Gezhen looked around and did not find Yang Bo's shadow. "In my investigation, your relationship with your grandpa is not so good, right?"