Golden pupils - Chapter1502

on Xuanrui Island is not boring, and it is not very far from a prosperous city like the United States, Liu Chuan still can’t live for long, staying for a month at most, and then crying and screaming to go back.
　　”This is also your home, and everyone is always welcome to come and stay……”
　　Zhuang Rui smiled and raised his glass, he was very satisfied with his current life, and he was used to the lazy sunshine of the Caribbean.
　　Sitting in the sun with the old buddy White Lion who has long been reluctant to move around every day is one of Zhuang Rui’s favorite things to do.
　　Time flies, and 20 years have passed in a blink of an eye, and in a courtyard house in Beijing, which is no longer the surviving courtyard, a white-haired old woman sits under a big tree, holding a book in her hand, and looks at it quietly.
　　A seven or eight-year-old boy with a tiger’s head ran out of the courtyard house, naughtily snatched the book from his grandmother’s hand, and said, “Grandma, grandma, are you reading this book again?” Let’s tell Xiao Ruirui the story of Grandpa Zhuang again……”
　　”Didn’t you see Grandpa Zhuang last year?”
　　The old woman sat up, with a smile on her face, and her thoughts flew to an island far away, and because everyone was getting older, the annual meeting became once every five years.
　　Liu Chuan’s voice was still as loud as ever, viagra still made harmless jokes, and Brother Yue Jing, who had just stepped down from the post of secretary of a province, was ridiculed by everyone and cried and shouted to jump into the sea because of the little official authority left on his face.
　　Fortunately, all the old friends are here, and there are more and more children and grandchildren, and every time they gather, it is very lively, so that Miao Feifei also has a little bit of the idea of settling on Xuanrui Island.
　　”Grandma, grandma, why does Grandpa Zhuang look as young as Dad, I think I should call Uncle instead of Grandpa……” The seven or eight-year-old child, already having his own opinion, pointed to the title page of the book in his hand, interrupting the old woman’s contemplation.
　　”Silly boy, Grandpa Zhuang is different from ordinary people……” Miao Feifei laughed when she heard this, and the wrinkles on her face also relaxed.
　　”Why is it different? Is it because his story was written in a book? The child asked.
　　”Yes, it’s not right, you’ll understand when you understand the story in the book……” The old man smiled and touched the child’s head.
　　He is an epoch-making legend!
　　[Finale! 】
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　　”Gaga…… Quack ……”
　　”Woo woo……”
　　”Gaga…… Rattle! ”
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