My Dreamy Old Husband

Cooper had secretly been to the Johnson Family Village a few times, but he never met with the members of the Johnson Family. When they learned of his arrival this time, they called Cooper over.

Sophia’s great-grandfather was already over a hundred years old and could hardly speak clearly anymore. He was Annabel’s grandfather, and he had been living in Annabel’s uncle’s house.

As the person with the most authority in the Johnson Family, Annabel’s uncle spoke politely with Cooper and discussed the matter of moving Annabel’s grave.

Since Annabel was an unmarried woman when they buried her, it was very inauspicious according to the village’s rules; it meant that she couldn’t be reincarnated after her death, bringing disgrace to the family. Since Cooper had come back as Annabel’s husband and was recognized by the family, he was allowed to move her grave.

While they talked about moving her grave, Annabel’s grandfather engaged in small talk with Cooper. As he looked at Cooper’s eyes with a face full of curiosity, he said in amazement, “Your eyes—are they naturally born that way?”

Cooper nodded. His pupils used to be black, but they gradually turned into a shade of blue when he entered adulthood; it was most likely due to the Michel Family’s strong genes!

The old man cracked a smile. This was probably his first time seeing such a strange pair of eyes—they looked much more beautiful than the foreigners’ eyes he had seen on television.

Someone spoke up and said, “Back then, Finian’s aunt and her husband weren’t able to conceive, so they adopted a child with blue eyes from abroad. That baby boy was very beautiful!”

Annabel’s grandfather and Cooper continued their conversation. Meanwhile, the younger generations started to talk among themselves.

It seemed like the family rarely got together; they could only meet each other during big occasions like this and talk, but it seemed that Finian’s aunt had quite the history. Once the topic was brought up, everyone joined in eagerly.

adopted was really smart! Oh, I heard that he even made it onto television because he could recite sonnets at the

idea where they adopted the boy from. Hey, Finian—weren’t you a driver at your aunt’s unit?

got along well, and she was reluctant to talk to me. I was just a school bus driver around their unit, and we’d only greet each other when we met. Besides, they were both university professors—they couldn’t be bothered about their poor relative who drove a school bus! I don’t even remember much; my aunt has migrated for over 27 or 28 years now! They would send a few letters every once in a while during the first few years, but they haven’t been communicating with us for the past 20 years now. Heck, I’m not even sure whether they’re still alive or not… Back then, my aunt said that she had taken some time off to go back home, but she came back with a child instead. Tsk, a blue-eyed boy! The school teachers asked if they had adopted the child from abroad or if some international student had given the boy to my aunt because they didn’t dare to raise it! Those international students have messy social lives; they can only look

the village to go to college, she completely forgot about her poor relatives and hasn’t been back for the past 40

aunt and her husband definitely came back 20 years ago! They both took leave from the university and hurried back to the village before going back to school. I was picking up my salary when they were at the finance department to claim their ticket money! I remember clearly that she had come back; they bought the ticket back to the village at 1.00PM and took the last bus back to the

to go to university before becoming a professor. However,

school, she brought a

with

blood from all over his body immediately rushed toward

with

Even though there was only a quarter of the Michel

that he had been looking at this matter the wrong

to patiently discuss the matter of moving Annabel’s grave with the elders of the Johnson Family before finally leaving the ancestral hall. After that, he went directly to the home of the man called Finian. Without any further delay, he

appeared and said, “Give me a moment—I’ll go and look for my payslip. The time is printed on it, and I’ve kept it

and begged my aunt to help me out. She found me a job driving school buses. The school had withheld my salary for three months! I only received a salary

found a yellowed payslip on the bottom. Cooper carefully took the payslip; the machine-printed payslip was very