"Auntie, it's okay, don't be excited. My grandma is living a good life in her hometown."

Liu Qingshan comforted the old man in his arms. Seeing a sofa not far away, he directly carried the old man over.

After a few more minutes of stability, the old man completely recovered. Her dry palms were always holding Liu Yinfeng's hand, as if the news would be lost again as soon as she let go.

"Auntie, there is also good news. My uncle is on the other side of Hong Kong Island. This is Yueming, who is my uncle's granddaughter. Today, our family is reunited."

Liu Yinfeng said to the old lady in a soft voice, and tears flashed in her eyes.

Huang Yueming was the same. She also leaned down and snuggled in front of the old lady:

"Auntie, my grandfather is also very good."

"Okay, okay, you are all good kids!"

The old man stretched out his hands and stroked Liu Yinfeng and Huang Yueming's hair at the same time. At this moment, she felt very comforted by old man and had no regrets in her life.

Du Bo, who was beside him, finally breathed a sigh of relief. His wife suddenly fell ill just now, which scared him.

He was about to get the medicine, but he was not as quick as Liu Qingshan's hands and feet, and it seemed that the medicine was more effective.

Originally, he thought that the old wife had an illusion because she missed her relatives, and she must have recognized the wrong person.

I never expected that I would actually meet my relatives for more than fifty years, and even he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Just as he was feeling, a soft call suddenly came from beside him: "Grandpa."

Du Yunfeng raised his hand and patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder: "It seems that we are really destined to be."

Around them, someone suddenly slapped softly, and soon, the applause rang out.

Those guests intentionally controlled their applause and did not call it too loud, but everyone had a smile on their faces, expressing their blessings to these reunited relatives.

"Thank you everyone." As a junior, Liu Qingshan of course had to thank the people around him on behalf of his aunt and grandpa.

At this time, the owner Frank also came over, and he also smiled: "Mr. Du, congratulations, your wife is okay?"

Du Yunfeng shook hands with Frank: "Old friend, I want to thank you. If it weren't for the party you organized, how could we reunite our loved ones?"

After saying that, he pulled Liu Qingshan closer and said with a smile: "Old friend, let me introduce you to me. This is my grandson, Mount Ting, who came here to study abroad. He has some attainments in music."

"A few days ago, the song "The Last Mohicans" was created by him."

At this moment, Du Yunfeng, like other old people, showed his junior to his old friends, and anyone could see the pride on his face.

Liu Qingshan was a little ashamed by the old man, and hurriedly bowed and said, "Hello, Mr. Frank."

Frank smiled and said, "I used to be this problem. There were some good things, so I couldn't help but want to share them with others, hahaha."

At this time, someone around me interrupted: "No, Mr. Mount, is indeed a very outstanding young man. He just defeated me not long ago."

The person who spoke was another old man next to Frank, who stretched out his hand to Liu Qingshan: "I'll get to know me, I'm George Soros."

Oh, Soros?

Liu Qingshan reached out and shook his hand and said, "Mr. Soros, we should be said to be all winners."

"Young man, no one can easily win until the end." Soros also said to himself.
Chapter completed!