The early morning sun shines on the courtyard.

"Dad...."Looking at Zhou Weijin who was angry and walked towards him, Zhou Tianlei was stunned for a while, and he didn't know why.

"Bastard, when will it be your turn to point fingers at Xiaoyang, go back to the room for me!" In front of Zhou Yang, Zhou Weijin angrily grabbed his son Zhou Tianlei's collar.

"I... I...."Zhou Tianlei's face was red and white for a while, and it was difficult to step down in front of everyone's eyes, he couldn't have imagined that his father was actually helping the people of the Zhou family to speak at this time.

In his opinion, Zhou Yang just harmed their Zhou family, although their Zhou family will not really decay because Tiansheng Network Media handed it over, but that company originally belonged to him Zhou Tianlei.

"What are you, give me back!" Zhou Weijin was furious, and he raised his hand to draw it to Zhou Tianlei.

"Eh, big brother, don't be impulsive, it's okay for the children to make a fuss, Tianlei, obedient, go back to the room first, Xiaoyang was called by the old man." Because of the old man's physical condition, the three brothers of the Zhou family are all at home today, and the second Zhou Weixin hurriedly stepped forward to hold the eldest brother's hand.

also intentionally or unintentionally explained to Zhou Tianlei the reason for Zhou Yang's appearance.

If the resentful gaze can kill people, Zhou Tianlei before leaving can completely smash Zhou Yang.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyang, I've let you see the joke, let's go, my father is waiting for you inside. Instead, Zhou Weijin ignored his son, looked at the nephew who had caused him a heavy loss, and barely squeezed out a smile.

Zhou Weijin replaced Zhou Weiqi and personally took Zhou Yang into the inner courtyard.

The inner courtyard is still the inner courtyard, I remember when I was a child, as long as I returned to the ancestral house, Zhou Yang spent the most time here.

Next to the chess table made of stone platforms, there is a rocking chair with a quilt.

The old man is still the same old man, but he is much, much older than the figure in Zhou Yang's memory.

The old man was emaciated and haggard, as if sensing that someone was coming, and barely opened his eyes, his gaze cloudy.

"Dad, Xiaoyang is back. Zhou Weijin bowed his head and whispered in the old man's ear.

Hearing this, the old man used more strength to open his eyes a little more, as if he was trying to see the person clearly, and his palm stretched forward uncomfortably.

Zhou Yang's nose suddenly became sour for no reason, at this moment, no matter how many grievances there were, he put it aside first, and quickly knelt down beside the old man, "Grandpa, I'm here." ”

The old man grinned lightly, and his palm stroked the top of Zhou Yang's head, as if he was healing the pain of the other party for so many years.

"Son, get out... Go out..."The old man's voice was very low, but Zhou Weijin heard it clearly and knew that his father was letting him out.

Zhou Weijin hesitated for a while, but finally listened to the old man's words, left the old man and the young here, and walked out of the inner courtyard.

After Zhou Wei went in and out, the old man's trembling hand wanted to reach into his arms to take something, but he couldn't muster his strength.

"Grandpa, are you looking for something?" Zhou Yang looked at the old man like this, and felt very uncomfortable, once upon a time, the old man was also a famous figure in Nanzhou, but in the blink of an eye, he was in his twilight years.

I saw that the old man slowly pointed to his arms after hearing this.

Zhou Yang comprehended and reached out to help the old man take out an envelope from his arms.

"Grandson, give... You, here you go...", pointing to the envelope, and before he could say two words, the old man was out of breath.

The grandson is the old man's name for Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang opened the envelope suspiciously, took out a yellowed paper from it, and it could be seen that it had been some years, and the two words "will..." that caught his eye made Zhou Yang tremble violently.

Time passed by a minute.

"Tick"

"Ticking" started at some point, and Zhou Yang's tears fell on the yellowed paper.

He didn't remember how many years he hadn't cried, but in front of the old man's will, Zhou Yang didn't want to hide the only trace of fragility in his heart.

The old man did not speak again, but kept his eyes open, hoping to spend the rest of his time to take a good look at his grandson.

Outside the courtyard.

"Big brother, what did you say Dad called him back to do now?" The two brothers stood under the plane tree, smoking in annoyance, and Zhou Weixin asked Zhou Weijin with some doubts.

In Zhou Weixin's mouth, he refers to Zhou Yang.

"Hey, I don't know..."Zhou Weijin sighed, he didn't lie, he just called Zhou Yang last night at the behest of the old man, to be honest, he couldn't guess how the old man suddenly wanted to see Zhou Yang.

I've been demented for so many years, why did I suddenly wake up a little more.

"You say, Dad wouldn't want to hand over the Zhou family's property to him, wouldn't it?" Zhou Weixin also felt that his guess was a bit ridiculous, and then shook his head and denied.

Because the property owned by the Zhou family now is no longer controlled by the old man, but controlled by the two brothers, and the old man only has a small part of the shares.

In other words, the old man is a little bit of money.

Zhou Weijin still didn't speak, but there was an occasional flash of essence in his eyes.

"Do you just want to see him?" Zhou Weixin muttered to himself.

"Not necessarily. Zhou Weijin cut off the cigarette that was still burning and spit out two words.

In the inner courtyard.

The old man stretched out his trembling hand and helped Zhou Yang gently wipe away his tears, but the rough and somewhat awkward palm made Zhou Yang feel extremely warm.

"Grandpa, you relax and rest for a while. Zhou Yang held the palm without a trace of blood, and inadvertently slowly crossed his aura.

The old man must have felt a burst of warmth surrounding him, and he was unconsciously a little drowsy.

Time passed quietly.

Half an hour later, Zhou Yang only left a percent of his aura to himself, and all of it was transferred to the old man.

At this moment, Zhou Yang felt very uncomfortable in his heart, the old man's situation was clear to him now, it was not that Ji Rumo was sick like before, but that all organs had failed to the extreme, even if there was spiritual energy washing, he could only last a little longer.

Although Reiki represents vitality, it cannot change one's life against the sky.

"That's right, Yishou Dan. Zhou Yang suddenly thought of the blood qi worm he bought on the black market, and then he was depressed again, not to mention the refining of Yishou Pill, now it is only the main medicine.

"Ah Wei, is there any other way to continue his life besides Yishou Dan?" Zhou Yang could only ask Ah Wei in the sea of knowledge for advice.

"There are many ways to continue his life, but there is no other way on this planet except Yishou Dan, and he is a mortal, even if he cultivates the True Realm again, whoever helps him to continue his life will be robbed. "Unexpectedly, Ah Wei's words are equal to not saying.

Zhou Yang sat next to the old man, frantically trying all means, and finally eliminated layer by layer, but there was still only Yishou Dan.

"Yishou Dan. Zhou Yang muttered to himself, as if he had made some kind of decision.

Outside the courtyard.

Zhou Weixin and Zhou Weijin are still chatting with each other.

"I'm going to stay here for three days. Suddenly, a sentence came from the inner courtyard, and the two brothers looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

The old man had been asleep for a long time, and when he woke up again, he felt a lot more comfortable, and when he saw his grandson sitting beside him, he muttered softly, "Over the years, they have done it." ”