Pei Yunqing stepped forward and sat down beside the old man, "You have a good rest, I will take time to move my parents' graves back to the ancestral grave in the past few days." ”

When the Luo family heard this, they all frowned.

How did they know that this was what Luo Lao meant, and it should only be Pei Yunqing's proposition.

The eldest Luo Changan couldn't hold his breath, frowned and spoke, "At the beginning, Luo Yan insisted on marrying your father despite the opposition of his family, the old man thought that you were the bloodline of the Luo family, and it was just a matter of taking you back, why did Pei Fan enter the ancestral grave of my Luo family?" ”

"That's it, he doesn't have the surname Luo!" Bai Fengqin said.

The son of the two, Luo Jiali, also mocked, "I don't understand this, people want to share our Luo family's pie!" ”

On the other side, the second Luo Changye did not speak, and there was indignation in his eyes.

Old Man Luo frowned, looked around, his eyes swept over the faces of his two sons, and he frowned sadly.

"No matter what Xiaoyan has done, she is my daughter. The matter of moving the grave is what I begged Yun Qing to do, if you are not satisfied, you can get out of the Luo family now! ”

In a word, a few people quieted down.

"All go out, I want to say a few words to Minister Tang! Yun Qing, get a chair for the minister. ”

Several people looked at each other and exited the door.

Pei Yun gently pulled a chair and put it next to the bed.

"You talk, I'll wait outside!"

Old Man Luo nodded and stood up with his arms propped up.

"Minister Tang, please be seated!"

"You're welcome." Tang Moshen sat sideways, stretched out his hand, and held the old man's shoulder, "Just lie down." ”

Leaning back in his chair, Old Man Luo let out a long sigh.

"Luo has no way to teach his son, which makes the minister laugh."

Tang Moshen shook his head lightly, "In fact, you have educated a good daughter and an excellent granddaughter!" ”

Hearing him mention Luo Yan and Pei Yunqing, Old Man Luo smiled with satisfaction, and then wet his tears again.

"Yunqing's achievements today are all the credit of the minister, and in the future, there will be more trouble for the minister."

"Yunqing has a pair of wonderful parents, and I work hard enough, I didn't do anything." Tang Moshen met his gaze without avoidance, "As for her in the future, you don't have to worry, I will always take care of her until I die." ”

Old Man Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes raised, and he was stunned when he met the man's gaze.

For a moment, nod.

"Then I'll rest assured!"

The old man is a person who has come over, and he can guess a little bit about the relationship between the two, but he is not sure.

Tang Moshen's sentence has already explained everything.

In Luo Lao's life, there are only two debts.

One is a daughter, and the other is Pei Yunqing.

It was his first wish to be able to move his daughter's grave to him and bury her in one place after death.

Finding someone to entrust Pei Yunqing is his second wish.

Seeing that the old man looked tired, Tang Moshen stood up.

"You have a good rest, I'll help Yun Qing arrange the relocation of the grave!"

Looking at the tall man in front of him, the old man sighed softly, "Donald is really lucky to have a son like the minister!" ”

Tang Mo smiled, "It's also your luck to have a granddaughter like Yun Qing!" ”

With that, he turned and walked out of the room.

Old Man Luo looked sideways, and his gaze fell on the group photo on the bedside table.

It was a family photo taken many years ago.

At that time, his wife was still there, and his youngest daughter Luo Yan was still in high school.

Reaching out to hold the album in his palm, the old man's fingers gently stroked his deceased wife and landed on his daughter's face, and his gaze turned deeper and deeper.

"Yan'er, thank you for giving birth to me, such a good granddaughter!"