He believes that Ding Yu should not harm himself! Besides, Ling Jie also felt the feeling of family affection in Ding Yu's body just now. Entering the dark room, Ling Jie followed Ding Yu to a small room. There are about 50 square meters here, and the decoration inside is quite luxurious, and there is everything. I saw an old man lying on a chair, looking at a book, with white temples and a somewhat sick look.

"Dad, I finally got this kid. If you have anything to say, just talk to him, and I won't bother! Ding Yu gently patted Ling Jie's shoulder and walked out of the room. Then he took out a cigarette and inhaled it deeply, waiting quietly outside the door for Ling Zhuo to come. Ding Wei, then sixty years old, is currently seriously ill and about to die.

"Child, come here, let grandpa see, it's so handsome!" The book in Ding Wei's hand also fell to the ground when Ding Yu said that just now.

"You, are you really my grandfather?" Ling Jie half-squatted in front of Ding Wei and said with some disbelief. He couldn't believe he could still see his grandfather!

Ding Wei's dry palm gently wiped Ling Jie's face, and said with a smile: "Of course, you are my own grandson. I know you must have a lot of mysteries, and my grandfather will tell you all about them. However, you have to promise your grandfather one thing. Don't blame your uncle, will you? Ding Wei said pleadingly, and at the same time coughed heavily, it seemed that he was very sick!

Ling Jie was stunned and said, "You, you say it first, I promise you!" Ling Jie took Ding Wei's hand and said expectantly. Regarding his life experience, Ling Jie also wanted to know, so he pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

Ding Wei groaned for a while and said, "Your mother's name is Ding Xueru, and she is my daughter...!" And then Dinway told the whole thing. He knew that if he didn't say anything, he wouldn't have a chance.

That's pretty much what the whole thing is. Ling Jie's father was a cultivator who came out of southern Xinjiang, and later saved Ling Jie's mother Ding Xueru by mistake, so the two slowly fell in love. The good times didn't last long, and Ling Jie's father's sworn enemy chased them all the way out of southern Xinjiang. In the end, Ling Jie's father was seriously injured, and he did not die. Unexpectedly, Ding Yu's mistake at that time made Ling Jie's father even more seriously injured. Later, Ding Xueru took the child in her belly and her husband to live in seclusion in the mountains. It was precisely because of Ding Yu's punch at that time that Jie's father died half a year after returning to the small mountain village. The whole thing, that's it. For so many years, the Ding family has been looking for news about their own Ding Xueru, but there has been no news.

An hour has passed. Ling Jie gently wiped the tears from the corners of Ding Wei's eyes and said, "Grandpa, don't be sad. You are not to blame for this, it is in the past, and you don't have to worry about it. ”

Now that everything has happened, Ling Jie doesn't want to blame anyone, he believes that he has a trick to figure this matter out one day. As for what Ding Wei said just now, Ling Jie was also skeptical. He guessed that there were many doubts here, and his grandfather did not tell everything he knew. Perhaps, he has something unspeakable! However, Ling Jie believes that one day the truth will be revealed. Now Ling Jie is much more stable than before. There are some things that Ding Wei can guess a little bit without saying it directly to Ling Jie.