"Grandfather ......"

"Mozi is really obedient."

The old man walked into the room with a smile: "I was already asleep, but I heard a voice in Mozi's room." And sure enough, the old Mozi left a crack in the door of the house......"

Midong blinked, pulled out a perfect smile, and just saluted him politely, "Grandfather, I'm back." ”

"Hmm...... Yes, it's good to come back. ”

The old man strolled in, but Midong felt stiff all over, and it didn't seem appropriate to put her hands and feet. Different from the mother of the so-called deep woman, the old man Longzang is the head of the family, the leader of the family consortium and the president of the company, such a typical old fox, interviewing himself who plays the role of granddaughter......

"You went out this time, obviously you didn't have a lot of fun."

But the old man seemed to be just talking to himself, and walked to Midong's side, through the woolen trench coat, and gently stroked his granddaughter's shoulder: "Tokyo's words are indeed countless times more prosperous than Shizuoka. Nine times out of ten, when you went there, you were with your family. This time it's with my classmates.,And it's been two weeks.,How's that.,Mozi.,Aren't you going to play wild? ”

With every sentence, Meidong desperately stirred her brain to figure out the deep meaning of the old man. In fact, she was about to break out in a cold sweat, it's eight o'clock at night, Mozi's bedroom is indeed the end of the right wing on the third floor, how did this grandfather suddenly touch in?

"Two weeks is really tiring."

No matter how much cold sweat there was on her back, it didn't prevent her from unfolding a sweet smile: "Grandfather, do you want to sit for a while?" There's a teapot on the table, I'll make some for you? ”

"Ho ho ho, I still have to drink tea so late, Mozi my granddaughter, I don't want to let the old man sleep!"

Old Man Ryuzo laughed, his withered palm caressing the fabric of Mito's shoulder, and slid down her back, then let go, cane, and slowly walked towards a chair. Seeing this, Mei Dong doesn't care about him, and it's always right to put on a gesture of filial piety to his granddaughter.

So, this is Miyamoto Ryuzo.

Midong diligently supported him, an old man over seventy years old, not tall, but still in good health. The old man has a Tianzi face, and his face is wrinkled, which is quite like an old toad. He was comfortably helped into his seat by Mi Dong, his hands coiled with green tendons and crutches, looking so comfortable.

"Mozi."

He looked up at Meidong: "Don't be so restrained, why did you go out on the wild for two weeks, as if you didn't know your grandfather." Yes...... My heart, I'm afraid I'm going to have another disease, right? ”

Is heart disease a thing?

But seeing the old man's slow tone, Meidong sat down next to him with a smirk. Two chairs and a square table, the girl's boudoir was broken in in the middle of the night by such an old toad.

"Grandfather ......"

"Mozi."

Suddenly, the old man's tone changed, and he became much more serious: "In the past two weeks, the old man has thought about a lot of things. ”

Eh......?

Midong blinked, God knows which one this old man was selling: "This ......"

"Three days, three days at most!"

The old man suddenly came to his senses, his voice suddenly became high-pitched, and he raised three thick fingers and said, "Then I can establish the will!" Didn't those people all want me to die soon? Especially the waste of Zezhi, who still wants to get more than 5% of the inheritance from me, it is really unreasonable! ”

With a bang, he slapped the milky white round table hard, shaking the dishes and bowls!

What ...... situation?

Silence is golden, and in an instant, Midong's paste only partially understands the truth. Silence is golden, she blinked, thought about it, and felt that it was better to let this old man sing a one-man show in the end.

However, the old man was silent, and after slapping the table, as if all his anger had dissipated, he began to look at his granddaughter's boudoir intently.

Three walls of snow-white bookcases, a gorgeous princess bed with pink sheets, a gilded dresser and writing desk, and of course, the Apple all-in-one machine and the girl's belongings.

"Alas......"

Then, the old man sighed softly, and his right hand, which was placed on the table, moved down, covered the back of Meidong's white and tender hand, which was also placed on the table, and stroked it gently.

Midong's eyes were round, and her face was stiff, but she didn't say a word, just waiting for the old man's next reaction.

But this wait seemed endless, and seeing the regular swing of the grandfather clock in the boudoir, the old man obviously didn't care about the passage of time at all. Midong was not good at speaking, so she accompanied her silently, but from time to time she had to glance at her eyes, and the old man's palm kept caressing the back of her hand.

"Don't worry, Mozi, the old man won't treat you badly."

After a long time, the old man spoke: "Let those fools fight!" Longjing's ruffian ignores it first, a waste like Zezhi is simply disgraced to our family! Including you and the third generation, there are only a few men in total, and none of them are worry-free! My Miyamoto clan has been passed down to this day, and I have never encountered such an embarrassing situation! ”

Thanks to the eyes of the old man Ryuzo, Midong had a chance to breathe. She had a very typical funny face, with a gloating expression, undisguised and undisguised, and it was golden to remain silent.

"Mozi Yo ......"

The old man turned around suddenly, clasped Midong's palms with both hands, looked at her deeply and said, "Don't be so willful anymore, okay?" ”

"Uh...... Well...... Well...... Grandfather ......"

Midong tugged at her mouth with all her might, showing off a perfect smile.

"Three days, three days at most, the old man will make an explanation." Seeing his granddaughter's smile, the old man seemed to relax a lot: "Tomorrow at breakfast, I will tell the public, let your mother inform all the people in our family, and the day after tomorrow will all be rolled back to the old man, and we will hold a family meeting!" ”

"Ah...... Well...... Family Meeting......"

"Yes, yes, family meetings, it's been three years, and it's been three years since the whole family got together."

Letting Midong's heart be on a roller coaster, the old man was just saying what he wanted to say: "So Mozi, don't say goodbye like this time, and don't have it in the future." You're also a twenty-year-old child, isn't it just arranging a husband, it's not such a rare thing, as for being so excited......"

Therefore, the old man was just saying what he wanted to say, and he didn't seem to notice that the palm of his granddaughter's hand, which he was holding, suddenly became extremely stiff. When he had finished speaking, he stood up, and then stroked the palm of his dead tree trunk to Midon's hair.