On the plane, He Xiangdong took a plane to Beijing overnight, taking first class, and there was no place for business class and economy class.

Usually He Xiangdong usually travels in economy class, and occasionally meets someone who reimburses him, then he will at most ask to take business class.

Because He Xiangdong felt that it was not necessary to take first class, it would be good to simply travel.

It's just that the situation is urgent tonight, and he can't care about it much.

After getting on the plane, Wu Jiabao's children were excited and worried, he was a little scared when he grew so old and hadn't left his parents so far.

But when he thought that he was so far away from his parents, he suddenly became excited, and he felt that he was about to become a little man.

He Xiangdong's brows have always been tightly locked, and he received a call from Tian Jiani before, Tian Jiani only said one word, and he collapsed.

He Xiangdong has been on the road since he answered the phone, running all the way from the hotel to the airport, from the airport to the plane, and now that he is on the plane, he can take a break.

At night, He Xiangdong looked out through the window, it was night, it was pitch black outside, but when he looked down, he could still occasionally see the brightly lit city.

It's just that I can't see the specific appearance of the city, I can only see a piece of light, and I vaguely know that this should be a city, and it should be a lively and noisy city.

He Xiangdong looked outside, stunned, although he was looking out the window, but his eyes were not there, his thoughts had long been unknown where they had gone, and his eyes were also very scattered.

He Xiangdong's brows were tightly locked, and his expression was sad, and he remembered the scene when he got acquainted with Wang Miwei.

At that time, Wang Miwei was recommended by Wu Xiao and decided to try He Xiangdong's storytelling skills, so he used the whole nine-headed case to lure him, and He Xiangdong really took the bait.

In the teahouse in Xi'an, He Xiangdong and Fu Sheng had a shocking fight, and He Xiangdong finally drew with Fu Sheng, won the favor of Wang Miwei, and won the inheritance of the whole nine-head case.

When He Xiangdong took a taxi to leave the teahouse, he looked behind through the back glass of the car and saw an old man with a white beard, this person was Wang Miwei, and this was the first time they met.

Later, Wang Miwei went directly to Beijing to find him, and at that time, He Xiangdong knew that what he wanted to find was not only the heir of the whole nine-head case, but the heir of their branch.

It was also at this time that He Xiangdong learned about the origin and strange rules of Wang Miwei's branch, Wang Miwei wanted He Xiangdong to worship him as a teacher, and even he didn't mind a double cross.

It's a pity that He Xiangdong's feelings for Fang Wenqi in his heart are too special, he doesn't want to worship any more masters of cross talk, he rejected Wang Miwei.

And Wang Miwei had no choice but to choose to teach all his skills to He Xiangdong, hoping that he could find a disciple for him in the future, so that they could pass on this branch smoothly.

Although He Xiangdong has not called Wang Miwei a master over the years, he has always treated Wang Miwei as a master, and even his son Xiao He calls Wang Miwei grandpa.

Wang Miwei has never been married, and has no children or daughters, He Xiangdong wants to give Wang Miwei a pension and send her to the end. So when he learned the news, He Xiangdong's mood was the same as if he was about to lose a loved one.

He Xiangdong closed his eyes, his face was solemn, his brows were locked very tightly, the pictures in front of him passed by one by one, laughing and scolding, and the scenes of the past came back to his eyes.

Wang Miwei is a cute bad old man.

For so many years, he has done too many things that have not slipped away.

He even did the thing of letting Xiao He worship him as a teacher, and then calling He Xiangdong a brother.

also made a bet with Zhang Kuoru, saying that whoever loses will learn to bark.

Even Tian Jiani's parents did not agree to their marriage back then, and it was all solved by Wang Miwei's tricks.

This old man is so bad.

The bad ones are too cute.

But today, this bad old man is going.

He Xiangdong grieved in his heart.

When I arrived in Beijing, it was already more than 11 o'clock in the evening, and a car had already been sent to pick me up from the Literary Society.

In the car, He Xiangdong hugged Wu Jiabao, and he said in a deep voice: "Xiaobao, wait a minute, we are going to see an old man, the old man may die today, can you help the old man fulfill a little wish?"

Wu Jiabao nodded and said obediently: "Okay." ”

He Xiangdong asked, "Wait a minute, I'll let you worship the old man as a teacher, are you optimistic?"

Wu Jiabao was stunned, and He Xiangdong also looked at the child a little nervously.

Wu Jiabao frowned, struggled for a while, and then glanced at He Xiangdong, a little aggrieved, but he still nodded: "Okay." ”

He Xiangdong touched the child's head distressedly, and he sighed: "This old man is my teacher, he has taught me a lot of things, but he has never accepted apprentices, and I can't worship him as a teacher for some reason." Now that he is leaving, I want to fulfill his last wish, so I want you to worship him as a teacher. The old grandfather's background is very extraordinary, and he has a very high rank and ability, and it is your honor to have him as your master. ”

Wu Jiabao lowered his head and asked weakly: "Then I can't worship you as a teacher, can I?"

He Xiangdong shook his head and sighed again: "Although the old man has always been a storyteller, he is actually a cross talk doorman, you worship him, and the door is in the cross talk door." I also have a portal for storytelling, you can worship me as a storytelling master, and you are also the successor of our Zhang's storytelling. ”

"Hmm. Wu Jiabao nodded vigorously, looking a lot more relaxed.

He Xiangdong sighed again.

The car drove all the way to the hospital, and He Xiangdong got out of the car and followed them to the hospital.

There were many people standing at the door of the ward, Tian Jiani, Xiao He, Zhang Kuoru and others were there.

"Dad, Grandpa Wang, he can't do it. Xiao He had tears in his eyes, his eyes were red and swollen, obviously he had just cried before.

It's just this sentence that made He Xiangdong almost shed tears.

He Xiangdong took Xiao He into his arms, touched his head, and sighed again.

Tian Jiani also looked at He Xiangdong and shook her head slightly.

Zhang Kuoru's face has aged a lot, he is on crutches, and his body is rickety. Wang Miwei has lived with Zhang Kuoru for so many years after coming to Beijing, although the two old men often quarrel, but their relationship is very good.

It's a pity that now......

Zhang Kuoru's voice trembled, and he said to He Xiangdong: "Xiao Dongzi, go in and take a look, he has been waiting for you to come back, and he has been hanging this breath." ”

He Xiangdong's eyes turned red instantly, he nodded vigorously, grabbed Wu Jiabao's hand, and walked to the ward.

In such a short distance, He Xiangdong felt that his legs and feet were as heavy as a thousand catties, and his breathing became heavy.

He Xiangdong was flustered and timid in his heart, and he almost trembled his hand to unscrew the door.