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Chapter 441: What's It?

Old Man Qin came in on crutches.

Although his legs and feet are inconvenient, because he used to be a soldier, his temperament is still there, his waist is straight and straight, and although his face is old, his eyes are bright and sharp.

As soon as he entered the door, the old man glanced at the sofa, and his eyes looked straight at Qin Yu, "Qin Yu come here, come to my study and help me fix things."

Dropping this sentence, he didn't say a word, and went upstairs like wind under his feet.

Qin Mingyue bent her eyes and snickered, everyone knew that the old man liked to summon people when he was fine, and he especially liked Qin Yu, so as soon as he saw him, he had to be used as a coolie.

Qin Yu's handsome eyebrows crossed a trace of helplessness, and after putting down the magazine on his lap, he got up and followed.

Old Man Qin's study is very elegant, full of objects with a sense of age, although it looks dilapidated, but in fact each one is worth a lot.

The bookcase and table are made of crimson wood, and behind the transparent glass are yellowed pages of books.

At the top of the cabinet is a dark red box that has fallen into the dust, and there is a meaningful photo of the old man.

The old man met an old comrade-in-arms today, and he was interested and wanted to see the previous photos.

"Wipe it clean."

The old man leaned on the seat and drank tea comfortably, and asked Qin Yu to wipe the wooden box.

The man with a handsome face, although he is arrogant and dissolute outside, but at this time, he is obviously much more restrained.

"Hmm"

He answered.

But the brow is furrowed.

The old man's eyes glanced at him, and he raised his foot and kicked at the crook of Qin Yu's leg, "Reluctantly, you have caused a lot of trouble in the past two days, and it is not worrying day by day." Before, because of your sister's business, you forced Cheng to come to me, I heard that two days ago, you bullied the little grandson who was looking for Xu's hometown."

No matter how frightening Qin Yu is outside, when he comes home, in the eyes of the old man, he is just a child in his twenties. Beat and scold mercilessly, like training a three-year-old child.

"Tsk, don't you have bad legs? Kick it back!" Qin Yu's kicked face was even darker, and his noble face was a little gloomy.

"And why am I causing trouble, Cheng stopped that, you haven't seen the virtues of Xu Lao's grandson, if I really bullied him, he still has a way to live"

"You're still reasonable, isn't it, stinky boy, don't just talk and don't do anything, take out the photo and give it to me quickly!" Although the old man scolded on his lips, he didn't really complain about anything, and in his gestures and words, he was conniving at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu knew in his heart that he knew better than anyone else the old man's methods, and if he really had to teach him a lesson, he would have no bones left.

So I didn't touch the stone with an egg, even though I was unhappy, I obediently opened the box, took out the photos inside and handed it over.

The old man put down the cup in his hand, took the photos, and looked at them one by one.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that it's good to be young, and now I'm really old.

"Time has passed in the blink of an eye, look at this, how cute you were then, why did you become this half-dead now" He took a photo of Qin Yu at the age of six, looked at it carefully, and pulled Qin Yu to look at it himself.

"Who wasn't like this when they were young" Qin Yu only glanced at it, and then lowered his eyebrows.

The old man sighed in his heart.

Shaking his head and not saying anything, he continued to look at it, every photo made him subconsciously recall something, especially when he saw his former comrades-in-arms, his emotions were uncontrollable.

He looked at it with great devotion, Qin Yu didn't speak, and occasionally saw a photo of interest, and would pick up his fingertips to take a look.

Nonchalant, with a very light expression.

Until, unintentionally, I saw a scene that I was inadvertently photographed by the old man when I was supposed to be a teenager.

In the black and white picture, he is holding a cat in his arms, which is nothing, but this photo is particularly special, in front of him, there is actually a girl who looks very small.

The girl should have wanted to touch the cat in his arms, standing on tiptoe, holding her head high, and stretching out her hand to him.

But in the picture, he held the cat with one hand, and with the other hand, he pressed the girl's head very ungentlemanly......

Qin Yu was stunned, and his expression suddenly became illusory.

He twisted his eyebrows and recalled for a long time, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and finally, he directly took the photo to the old man and asked, "What is the name of this little crying bag in this photo?"