Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 241

The desolate village was dilapidated. The three of them passed through endless fields and finally reached the village entrance. The old man dressed in coarse clothes was still farming in the field. He had put up a greenhouse tunnel in a small plot of land. What he grew inside, they did not know.

Harold walked forward and called, "Sir."

The old man ignored him, as if he didn't hear or see him. When he came out of the greenhouse tunnel, he noticed that there were more people coming this time. His eyes swept across the group and then his gaze froze.

Stephanie inherited her high nose and big eyes from her parents. At the corner of her eyes was a sesame-sized lacrimal mole. Usually, it was covered with foundation, but today, she didn't apply any. The old man froze the moment he saw the lacrimal mole.

Stephanie looked at the old man's weathered face and hesitantly called, "Grandpa?"

The old man suddenly turned around and ran away.

Emily and Harold were confused. What was going on?

Stephanie took off her scarf and gloves as she chased after him. Running too fast, she tripped and fell. Only then did the old man stop and look back.

Harold attempted to help her, but Emily grabbed his arm and shook her head at him.

Lying on the ground, Stephanie said in a low voice, "Sorry, I was mistaken." She gave a faint smile, tears streaming down her cheeks. "If my grandfather were alive, he would have looked for me! He wouldn't run away from me ..."

When the old man heard this, there was no emotion on his face. He turned around and left, nonchalant.

Judging from the old man's reaction, Emily was certain that he was Stephanie's grandfather, but there seemed to be some misunderstanding between the two of them.

Stephanie got up. Her hand was cut by stone on the ground. Blood was seeping out. She stood there and looked at the wound in her hand in a daze. Maybe out of pain or sorrow, tears gushed from her eyes.

Moments later, the old man returned, with something green in his hand. When he came closer, they saw it was mashed herbs. He applied them to Stephanie's wound, then left again without saying a word.

Harold whispered in Emily's ear, "He doesn't care about me even if I freeze to death. From the looks of it, he is indeed her granddaughter."

Emily kept observing without responding.

Stephanie put her hand on the herbs and suddenly said softly, "When I fell as a child, my grandpa stopped the bleeding just like this."

Emily looked at the old man's retreating figure and turned to Stephanie. "Come on, let's get out here."

"Why?" Stephanie finally remembered the reason Emily had brought her here. How could she leave without doing anything? Moreover, she wanted to ask her grandfather why he didn't look for her for so many years since he was alive.

Emily said, "We can come back when your grandfather is ready to see you."

Recalling how her grandfather ran away when he saw her, Stephanie nodded in agreement.

When the three of them were about to leave, a coarse-clothed figure walked out hesitantly. By the time the car started, he was already in the path, one of his feet bare. He kept walking as if he hadn't noticed he was only wearing one shoe. The car backed, and dust flew up. Just like that, the car drove off, with his granddaughter inside.

The old man waited for the car to completely disappear before he reached out his hand. Over ten years had passed. His little girl was all grown up.

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