Song Qianqian's eyes fluttered, "Uncle Zhang, don't get excited!" I can't take you to see Grandpa Wang, but I can show you what Grandpa Wang looks like! ”

Hearing this, Zhang Muzhi's eyes rekindled hope, and excitedly took Song Qianqian to the study.

Zhang Yifan quickly got up from the sofa and followed with an excited face.

"Oh my God, I'm so good!" Zhang Yifan threw Duan Fei a very proud little look.

"......" the corners of Duan Fei's speechless mouth twitched.

"Brother Fei, if I make a friend, I can find my grandfather, who has been missing for more than 40 years, do you think my father will let me grow up freely as soon as he is happy?"

"I think you're not only beautiful, but you're also beautiful!" Duan Fei interrupted his imagination very ruthlessly!

Zhang Yifan pushed Duan Fei dissatisfiedly, "Hmph, you know how to hit me all day long!" ”

……

Half an hour later, Song Qianqian put down the pencil in his hand.

A kind, lovely white-haired old man leaps onto the page.

The faces of the old man and Zhang Muzhi are completely different, but the eyebrows and eyes of the two are extremely similar.

Zhang Muzhi excitedly took the paper and looked at it for a while, the corners of his mouth squirmed, his arms trembled, and his eyes were red.

"God bless, God bless! After many years, I finally saw my dad again! Thank you so much, good boy! ”

In the next second, Zhang Yifan excitedly squeezed to Zhang Muzhi's side, stretched his head to look at the paper, and was stunned for several seconds.

"Dad, this ...... Is this Brother Qian's neighbor Grandpa Wang really my grandfather? ”

Zhang Muzhi cried with joy and patted Zhang Yifan's head, "Little rabbit cub, your grandfather is my old son, can you still admit your own father as a son!" ”

"......" Zhang Yifan shrank his head and smiled.

Xiao Jing happily hugged Song Qianqian, "Good boy, Auntie really thank you so much!" You have brought great news to our family! ”

Grandma Gu wiped her tears with relief and stood silently at the door of the study.

Duan Fei clenched his fists excitedly, his eyes filled with a moving mist.

"......" Song Qianqian was still immersed in the shock that Grandpa Wang was Zhang Yuanshan, the former saint of traditional Chinese medicine, and was stunned for a while before he reacted and congratulated Zhang Muyi's family!

Zhang Yifan happily jumped on the spot twice and looked at Song Qianqian excitedly.

"Brother Qian, you are so close to our family! More than ten years ago, my grandfather taught you to study medicine, and more than ten years later, you saved my life in the back street of the bar! ”

Song Qianqian smiled flatteredly, "I didn't expect my neighbor Grandpa Wang to be your grandfather!" ”

"Hahaha! This is called a meeting of thousands of miles! ”

After the words fell, Zhang Yifan raised his eyebrows arrogantly and gave Song Qianqian a thumbs up.

"Brother Qian, at a young age, you are not only skilled, superb in medicine, but also good at painting makeup, making food, and painting well, you are simply a legendary genius!"

"I'm not as strong as you say......" Song Qianqian blushed embarrassedly.

Zhang Muzhi patted Zhang Yifan's head with relief, "Well, after more than ten years of bastards, I finally did something serious for the family!" ”

Zhang Yifan shook his head happily twice, "Dad!" Then can you see that for the sake of my meritorious service to the family, don't force me to study medicine? ”

Hearing this, Zhang Muzhi's face suddenly sank and he kicked Zhang Yifan.

"Do you want to think about it! Did you find your grandfather? The credit for this is obviously thousands! ”