Chen Yiran nodded again after hearing this.

The atmosphere was slightly frozen.

Chen Qingsu knew that his father had always been serious and didn't like to say too much, so naturally he didn't say some boring things, for fear of being bored.

She could only wait quietly.

"Then you still have Xingyu...... Aren't they showing any signs of waking up yet? ”

Although every time I come over, I will ask such a topic, and the answer is the same every time, but Chen Yiran still has to ask, what if there is a different answer?

Chen Qingsu was stunned when she heard this, and then smiled helplessly: "Dad, it's still the same, I don't think Xingyu will wake up again......"

When Chen Qingsu said this, there was a little sadness between her eyebrows.

"Oh."

Chen Yiran didn't speak out again after that, because this was a relatively heavy topic.

Perhaps, this is some pimple in Chen Qingsu's heart.

He didn't mention it anymore.

"Let's drink tea, this is a new tea, it tastes very mellow......"

The cut tea was almost cold, Chen Yiran poured a cup for Chen Qingsu, and as for Qiao Yuxin, someone else did it for her, poured a cup for her, and then tasted it slowly.

The King of Singers

Qiao Yuxin couldn't interject anything here at all, and she didn't have the right to interject.

Every time she comes to the old mansion, it is like this, and the reason why it is like this, every time she resists coming to the old mansion, she doesn't like this Chen Yiran very much, although he was in a high position before he retired, but she still didn't want to please him.

Because this grandfather is so difficult to serve.

The most important thing is that when Xingyu is here, she still doesn't have a good face, not to mention that as Xingyu's daughter-in-law, she can naturally reduce her sense of existence if she can reduce her sense of existence, which is a good thing.

She naturally knew that because of Xingyu, this so-called grandfather didn't like her very much, so there was no need to be stupid enough to have to find a sense of existence.

Not looking for a sense of presence is the best choice.

"Hmm."

Chen Qingsu took a sip and said with a slight smile: "Dad is still the same and likes to drink tea." ”

Chen Yiran smiled faintly: "Otherwise, I'm retired, what else can I do?" That's all I can do, I'm still old, and I don't have a lot of things you want to do. ”

When Chen Yiran said this, he also felt the helplessness of the passage of time.

Before he knew it, he had reached such an age.

Time flies.

"Dad, why do you say that? By the way, I've booked a ticket to the UK next week, so if you're bored, come with us, right? ”

She felt that her father should be bored at home these days, so she wanted to take him abroad to relax, which would also be good for his health.

"No, you can go, when I'm old, I want to read books at home, take a walk, practice calligraphy, and then drink more tea, have nothing to do, and some old friends will come to me to play chess."

What if he was the former shicho?

When he gets old, he is no different from an ordinary old man, and he obviously loses interest in all kinds of new things, and prefers this kind of elegant things.

Prefer self-cultivation.

As for the matter of travel, he really didn't want to.

"Alright then, Dad, but I'd better go out for a walk."

Although Chen Qingsu's relationship with Mo Lichu is quite stiff, her relationship with Chen Yiran is still good.

She used to hate her father, too, but after the passage of time, she felt that it was time for her to honor her father, instead of arguing with him.

After all these years, some things are long overdue.