Qin Zhiyi looked at the red corners of the old man's eyes, and he really couldn't bear to tell him that the little rain he kept reciting had left this world many, many years ago.

Seeing that Qin Zhiyi didn't speak, the old man slowly calmed down.

He took a step back, raised his hand to tidy up his appearance, and straightened his waist, which was originally slightly hunched.

"I'm sorry I was rude just now." The old man smiled a little bitterly and said, "I scared you just now, didn't you?" ”

Just these few actions, just these two sentences, Qin Zhiyi felt something called wind bones from the old man's body.

She shook her head slowly and said; "Nope."

"It's fine if not," the old man smiled and said, "I was a little excited just now, and I couldn't control myself a little. ”

After that, he turned around and moved out of the way behind him, and said, "Girl, why don't you go in and sit down, and let's talk slowly?" ”

Qin Zhiyi paused, then nodded.

Ouyang Jin next to him kept following the old man, carefully supporting the old man. As soon as he entered the door, he took the time to turn his head and squeeze his eyebrows at Qin Zhiyi, and said with his mouth: Don't play tricks.

Qin Zhiyi was amused in his heart, deliberately pretending not to see him, and followed the old man into Ouyang Mansion with an expressionless face.

Ouyang Mansion is very large and magnificent.

It's not the kind of luxury that money piles up, but the heritage that emanates from the bones.

What is a scholarly door, Qin Zhiyi can be regarded as having understood. Walking in it, it is like entering a huge library, and the air is filled with a faint smell of paper and ink.

The old man took Qin Zhiyi to a meeting room.

beckoned Qin Zhiyi to sit down and serve refreshments, and the old man began to speak.

He held the longevity lock in his hand and said to Qin Zhiyi: "This longevity lock is the belongings of my relatives, may I ask the girl, where did you come from?" ”

As soon as Qin Zhiyi heard him say this, he knew that the matter was basically settled.

Her hard-working mother is really a girl from the Ouyang family.

If she doesn't get lost, she will be a proper daughter.

Qin Zhiyi's heart was simply mixed.

She looked up at the old man with a complicated expression: "This longevity lock is my mother's belongings." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face was faintly excited: "You mean, you...... You say this longevity lock is your mother's belongings? Then you ...... mother?"

Qin Zhiyi didn't want to go around the bend, so he simply explained the ins and outs of the matter at one time: "My mother's surname is Ouyang, calling Lingyu." When she was a child, she was lost in the capital, when she was still young, she had no memory, only her name, and the place where she once lived there was a very large banyan tree. She was later picked up and raised by a person named Qin Xinfang, and this longevity lock was the only thing that could prove her identity. ”

Later, when she grew up, her adopters adopted her as an outer room. And then ...... She died, many years ago. ”

Qin Zhiyi looked at the old man's red eyes, and said slowly: "Before she died, she said that the only regret in this life is that she has no relatives of her own...... So, I came here with this longevity lock. ”

After saying this, Qin Zhiyi fell silent and stopped talking.

And the old man sitting on the top name was already in tears.

Ouyang Jin, who had been standing at the door, was so shocked at this moment that he even forgot to comfort his grandfather.

He stared at Qin Zhiyi's face, and realized that there were too many things about this face that he was familiar with.

The old man cried for a long time, and he clutched the longevity lock tightly, full of guilt.

"My poor little rain...... If it wasn't for Dad who didn't take a good look at you and let you get lost, you wouldn't have gone early. If it weren't for that, your mother wouldn't have left me early because she was too sad. ”

His voice choked, and his straight back seemed to be bent all of a sudden, and he didn't get up from the table for a long time.

Ouyang Jin rushed up to help the old man and comforted him in a low voice: "Grandpa, calm down, you didn't mean to, presumably they won't blame your ......"

But no matter how much he tried to persuade him, the old man was still crying sadly, and there was no sign of stopping.

Ouyang Jin was at a loss, and looked up at Qin Zhiyi.

Qin Zhiyi was stunned and sighed in his heart.

"They've already left, and even if they have a grudge in their hearts and want to blame you, they can't tell you to your face." Qin Zhiyi said softly: "So, keep your tears and wait until you go down to see them." When the time comes, pray for their forgiveness. ”

When Ouyang Jin heard Qin Zhiyi's words, he immediately felt that his scalp had exploded.

"What are you talking about?" Ouyang looked at Qin Zhiyi in disbelief: "Grandpa doesn't want this to happen, why are you ......?"

"No one wants this to happen," Qin Zhiyi said lightly: "Ouyang Lingyu doesn't want to be left crying helplessly on the street, and then being picked up and raised like a dog." Mrs. didn't want to lose her beloved daughter and end up depressed for the rest of her life. Nobody wants to! However, the child was lost by the old man, and even if he didn't want to, he was responsible. ”

Ouyang Jin: "You ......"

"You're right," the old man straightened up, looked at Qin Zhiyi with teary eyes, and said, "I caused everything, I hurt their mothers and mothers." ”

Qin Zhiyi nodded calmly: "It's good that you know." ”

Ouyang Jin: "You ......"

"But it's useless for you to cry now." Qin Zhiyi ignored Ouyang Jin and continued to say to the old man: "You are alive, they are dead, they can't hear." So, keep your tears and guilt to them, and wait until you see them crying to them. ”

Ouyang Jin was about to say if you were too ruthless, but he saw that the old man who was out of breath who was crying just now had already raised his hand and wiped his tears: "You are right." ”

Ouyang Jin: "......"

The old man stared at Qin Zhiyi, and then couldn't help but say again and again: "Like, it's too similar." ”

Qin Zhiyi: "Like my mother? Not like. ”

"No, no, no, you're not like your mother." The old man hurriedly said: "Your mother looks like me, and you, unlike your mother, are like your grandmother." ”

As soon as the old man's words came out, Ouyang Jin next to him had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he suddenly remembered where Qin Zhiyi was familiar.

Yes, she's like a grandmother.

He had seen the portrait of his grandmother when she was young, and this woman had the shadow of her grandmother when she was young everywhere between her eyebrows and eyes.

Qin Zhiyi looked at the glowing eyes of the two of them, and held back for a long time before he said, "That's really ...... Fate. ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

He didn't sit on the main seat from above, but got up and sat in front of Qin Zhiyi.

"Come, tell grandpa, what is your name and how old are you this year? Have you started a family? ”

Qin Zhiyi: "......"

This is grandpa? She doesn't seem to have said that she wants to recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors.

Readers, are they all so familiar?