"Grandpa Fu, Grandpa Yi..."Ning Yuqian greeted politely, and after getting the nods from the two elders, he walked in the direction of the restaurant to confirm the dinner

At dinner, the topic of Yi Feng and Fu Lao always revolved around Ling Zishan and Ning Yuqian, and their words were full of love for their juniors

Ning Yuqian has been eating his own food quietly, because although the topic revolves around him and Ling Zishan, it is always Ling Zishan who asks and answers questions and answers from Fu Lao and Yi Feng, and he can't interject a word, so he can only pick vegetables and peel shrimp for Ling Zishan on the side

Finally, when Ning Yuqian gave Ling Zishan the twentieth dish, Fu Lao finally mentioned him

"Yu Qian, tomorrow is a holiday, do you two have any plans?"

Ning Yuqian elegantly pulled out a tissue and wiped his mouth, before he replied slowly, "I'm going to take Shanshan out for a walk tomorrow, I've been busy since I came to Kyoto, and I haven't taken her to Kyoto yet..."

Fu Lao nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Pay attention to safety when you go out, it's okay to go out for a walk, I'll take Old Man Yi out for a walk tomorrow..." Spent most of his life abroad... I don't know what Kyoto has become now... It's a world different from when I was in the sixties or sevens..."

"Haha... That brother has to take me for a good walk..."Yi Feng sighed in a rather lamented tone, "I... When I was forced to go abroad, Kyoto had just become the national capital, and now... Everywhere there is a sense of commercial prosperity..."

"yes... Decades have passed in the blink of an eye... We're all old, too..."

The two old men recalled the experience of their youth, and they all sighed, when Kyoto was in dire straits, the war spread across the country, and the people were struggling to make a living, but decades have passed in the blink of an eye...

With each passing day, it has become prosperous everywhere

After eating, Fu Lao took Yi Feng to the courtyard for a turn, the sky was already full of stars above his head, and the bright moonlight fell on the top of the two of them, reflecting the white hair and looking very close

"Over the years... I wonder all the time when I'll be back in China... But so much time has passed... Day after day, I waited from green silk to gray hair, but I didn't wait for a fair verdict..."

When Yi Feng was forced to go abroad, he was wrongfully accused of betraying the country and betraying the army, and when he couldn't come back abroad, he hoped that the country would return his innocence and he would be able to return to China in style

But the days passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, he was already half-footed in the ground, and he still couldn't wait for his innocence, so he had no choice but to return to China by himself and come back to find the truth of the year

But half a century has passed, how can you find the truth if you want to?

"Don't worry, it should be returned to you, it will always be returned to you..."Fu Lao comforted, "Do you want to... Bowen's child, I never had any hope, in the end? It's not that I don't report it, it's just that the time hasn't come yet..."

Fu Bowen's matter is the source of the courage to return to China, such a secret thing back then can be turned over and overturned, and the country can give a fair result

That being the case, his business... Why not?

"yes, there will always be a result..."

The stars above the head are still twinkling, the old man on the ground, the stumbling footsteps, how much sadness and unwillingness are reflected, and how many vicissitudes and helplessness are hidden?