The Third Rebirth

Chapter 77 The Seventy-seventh Little Tail

Chapter 77 The Seventy-seventh Little Tail

When Jian Lan entered the open door, there were only Jian Zhongshan and two guards inside. The car was filled with a strong smell of medicine, and the light was a little dim. Jian Lan stood with her back to the light, looking at the old man lying on the simple hospital bed, and her nose was sore.

She realized that her grandfather was seventy years old, really old, with white hair and thin person. He was no longer the grandfather who carried her on his shoulders and rode a horse.

"Is it Jian Lan?"

"Hmm," Jian Lan found that she spoke with a nasal tone, cleared her throat, and smiled, "Yeah, Grandpa, it's me."

Jian Zhongshan opened his eyes and coughed twice, and sat up with the help of the guards, leaning against the wall of the car. He looked at Jian Lan, and the majesty and fierceness accumulated between his eyebrows for decades turned into a smile, "The hair is a little longer."

Jian Lan tried to hold back again and again, but still couldn't hold it back. Her eyes were sore and tears flowed down. She sniffed, but didn't know what to say.

Instead, Jian Zhongshan laughed, "Oh, why is our little princess crying? Grandpa, think about it, when you were seven or eight years old, didn't you swear that you would never cry again?"

Jian Lan wiped her face with her palm and said in a hoarse voice, "No, I didn't cry."

"Okay, okay, Grandpa was wrong." Jian Zhongshan waved his hand, "Come, come and sit."

Jian Lan went over as he said and held Jian Zhongshan's skinny hand.

Jian Zhongshan coughed twice again, stared at Jian Lan's eyebrows for a while, and said in a gentle tone, "Your father doesn't want the two of us, nor does he want the Jian family."

He seemed to have aged several years overnight. Under the majesty of being wrapped in military uniforms for many years, he finally showed the fatigue of an old man.

Jian Zhongshan looked at Jian Lan kindly, without any extra euphemisms or beating around the bush, "I'm old and won't live long. When I'm gone, you'll be the only one left in the Jian family."

Jian Lan said in a hoarse voice, "It doesn't matter if I'm the only one left. I can hold on."

"Yeah." Jian Zhongshan raised his hand and touched her prickly crew cut, his eyes filled with guilt, "Which other little girl wasn't raised in the palm of their hands? Only our Jian Lan never played with dolls or house when she was a child. Your first toy was a simulation?, and the game you played most often was to seize the high ground with a group of naughty boys. You never wore beautiful high heels, never had pretty braids, and never wore a pink skirt. You just grew up like this."

Shaking her head, Jian Lan cried and smiled at Jian Zhongshan, "I don't feel any regrets. It's good to grow up like this, really."

Jian Zhongshan wiped her tears with his rough fingertips, "Before I left the military region, I was diagnosed with a lung problem, but I didn't tell anyone."

The coldness on her back penetrated into her bones, and Jian Lan nodded with red eyes - she understood that at least before she stood up, Jian Zhongshan must not fall, and even if he was seriously ill, he had to keep it a secret.

"At that time, there were undercurrents in the military region, and it was difficult to distinguish between loyalty and treachery. Later, Professor Bai submitted a report on the expansion of Area D. It was like a boulder thrown into a lake. In an instant, countless people's thoughts became active.

The water became more and more muddy. Later, I insisted on letting you enter Area D and bring back the core of the region for research, thinking that there was still hope for this world after all.