Luo Ziyou looked at the white and bony right hand, the fingers were slender and slender, because of the long-term holding of the knife, there were a little calluses on the palm of the palm, but there was no shocking wound between the palms.

Holding the suspicion in his heart, Luo Ziyou picked up the fruit knife on the table, pursed his lips, and made a small cut on the belly of his left ring finger, bright red blood beads overflowed from the wound, Luo Ziyou wiped it clean with a tissue, and then observed it carefully.

A one-centimeter wound is unlikely to heal without a week of normal recovery. If his suspicions were true, then the matter would be too shocking. Something must have happened to his body, and so far, there have been no drawbacks.

Thinking about it, he fell asleep in exhaustion.

The magnificent morning glow appears from the east, and the early morning birdsong is very pleasant. Luo Ziyu woke up from his biological clock, and the impression in the depths of his memory made him react immediately, stretching out his left hand to verify the conjecture in his heart.

The ring finger is as perfect as ever, and there is no trace to be found. Although Luo Ziyou expected it, the fact still made his heart surge. The excitement in his heart is inexplicable, this seems to be beneficial to him and no harm, but this secret must not be known to others, otherwise it will be difficult for him to explain it clearly.

Wake up, wash up, eat. For his growing body, every meal must be eaten well, otherwise it will affect his physical development. Do homework for a while, review homework, and have some practical books for himself, although he has been smart since he was a child, but no matter how smart he is, he must also have good acquired teaching, otherwise he is just a stubborn stone that cannot be carved into beautiful jade, but the waste of cruel heavenly things.

There was a sound outside the courtyard gate, and a black Audi drove into the compound, and Luo Ziyou hurriedly threw down his pen and ran downstairs.

The car had stopped in the courtyard, and an old man bent over and came out of the back seat, his full head of silver hair already reflecting the old man's age. The old man's thin figure looked weak, but his waist was as straight as a pine. Maybe the body is not as good as the young people, so the old people wear thicker, but the fashionable rich man dress at that time makes people feel amiable.

Luo Ziyou looked at the old man and said jokingly: "Old man, are you back?" ”

"Come back, come back, it's not easy for me to go on a long trip, this old bone can't afford to toss!" The old man's old and deep voice also quipped.

"Then leave the matter of going far away to your grandson, your grandson is young and not afraid of tossing." Lhotse-you's answer seemed to be very serious.

The old man laughed: "Okay, good, good, I'll leave the errands to you in the future." ”

Luo Ziyou called out to the driver Xiao Liu to say hello to Uncle Liu.

The driver, Xiao Liu, opened the trunk and moved all the things that Mr. Xu brought into the living room.

"Xiao Liu, thank you for your hard work, bring something back!" The old man said to the driver, Liu Yuan.

"That's okay, thank you chairman, I'll leave first, so I won't disturb Xiao Luodong and the chairman to reunite." After Liu Cheng finished speaking, he started the car and walked out of the yard.

The grandfather and grandson sat on the sofa in the living room, Luo Ziyou looked at the things on the coffee table, Xu Zhenfeng said slowly: "Most of them are given by others, and others give gifts with hot faces, I can't let others stick a cold ass and don't want anything, then the business will be difficult to discuss." ”

"Huh? What is it that is so urgent, just leave, I don't know anything? ”

"I used to want to build a new big pharmaceutical factory in Tianhai City, but this time I had a very good opportunity for cooperation, so I had to go over and negotiate in person."

"Grandpa......" Luozi was about to speak and stopped, and the old man looked at him lovingly, "What, what else can't I tell my grandfather?" ”

Lhotse dodged the light and looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the courtyard. gradually reddened his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa, I don't want you to be too tired." Money, has earned enough for us to spend in a few lifetimes, grandpa no need to run around, I think grandpa can enjoy his old age in peace, don't have to worry too much about this, I only have grandpa, so grandpa should be good. ”

A faint sense of loneliness flashed in the depths of the old man's eyes, and was slowly replaced by perseverance, and his voice was thick and thin: "Yes, grandpa only has Ziyou, grandpa is still there, grandpa can't be old yet, grandpa wants to leave the best to you, so that Ziyou's burden in the future will be lighter, I will pave the way for you, so that you can take over smoothly in the future." You haven't suffered much, and you don't quite understand a lot of it, but me, your father, know that feeling. At that time, we were destitute, we had nothing, but we wanted everything, and people like us dared to change everything, just to get rid of the old days. So people like us don't want to accept old age, and we don't want to admit defeat. Lao Ji is in the woods, and his ambitions are thousands of miles. The martyrs are in their twilight years, and their hearts are strong. Grandpa, I'm not old yet! ”

When mentioning Luo Ziyou's father, there was a moment of trance in Old Man Xu's eyes. When Luo Ziyou's father was still alive, his father Luo Dongchen was never treated by his father-in-law. What is the reason, maybe no one knows except Weng and his son-in-law and Luo Ziyou's mother!

Xu Zhenfeng raised his head in a trance and looked at Luo Ziyou: "Ziyou, do you know?" You look like your mother, and your eyes and looks are all like Yun'er. But the character is more inclined to your father, who has accumulated a lot of money, and has an unstoppable determination in his heart. You have inherited all the good things from both of them, you are perfect, you are impeccable, you are the best masterpiece of both of them. ”

Luo Zi listened to Xu Zhenfeng's memories of his daughter and son-in-law humorously, but saw the old man laughing happily: "So! Grandpa still wants to live for a few more decades, watching you marry that little girl from the Mu family, I still want to see my future great-grandson! ”

Here you are, old man! You rest for a while, I'll go cook. "Luo Ziyou didn't dare to talk anymore, he was the oldest man who made fun of it.

If he doesn't go out to eat on weekends, he cooks by himself, and he doesn't dare to let the old man go into the kitchen and make any mistakes, so he has also practiced good cooking skills.

Lunch is full of three dishes and one soup, including stir-fried beef, celery and shrimp, vegetarian broccoli, and seaweed egg soup.

At the rectangular dining table, both grandfather and grandson were silent. The old man has a good appetite, I don't know if he is not used to eating outside, or if he likes the food cooked by his grandson.

After eating, the old man Xu sat in the small pavilion in the courtyard basking in the sun, and after washing the dishes, Luo Ziyou took a small blanket and handed it to the old man to cover his legs and feet.

Whenever the two of them meditate, the old man liked to tell his grandson about the old days, about his family situation at the beginning, about his cold and starvation in the past, about his encounter with Lhotseyou's grandmother, about Lhotseyou's mother's story, and about his decades of experience.

Luo Ziyou listened very carefully, listening to his grandfather's suffering when he was a child, listening to his innocent encounter with his grandmother, listening to his mother's growth story, and listening to his difficulties in the past few decades. At this time, Luo Ziyou could only listen quietly, he listened to the story, and listened to the truth that his grandfather wanted to tell him. The sad past of the older generation, and a few young people can really understand it.

The old man talked for a long time, and Luo Ziyou felt that the old man was thirsty, so he went into the house and took out a set of tea sets that the old man liked, and made tea for the old man. Mr. Xu likes to drink tea, and he used to like to take a sip of wine and a cigarette, but his daughter and son-in-law quit when something happened.

The technique of making Lhotzi tea is excellent, and the brewing is also Pu'er, which is beneficial to the health of the elderly. One teapot, two teacups. You must also have tea friends when you drink tea, otherwise this tea will become a single tea, and it will be boring. Luo Ziyou accompanied the old man to taste it, and the old man took a sip, savoring the mellow and fragrant faint bitter taste.

The old man drank tea, but he also taught Lhotse to do things for others from practice. Now the meditation and tea test are silently cultivating his meditation and feelings, and he needs to be calm, sober, and self-help when he is indecisive, and do not act rashly, otherwise the consequences are immeasurable.

"By the way, from the things you brought back, take two boxes to your Grandpa Li in your free time." The old man couldn't help but think of a tea friend.

Luo Ziyou rolled his eyes and said like a scoundrel: "Well, I know." ”

The sun was setting in the west, and the cold began to rise from the earth. After dinner, the grandfather and grandson were busy with their own affairs.

At ten o'clock, Old Man Xu had already fallen asleep, and Luo Ziyou also returned to his room, sitting on the desk and planning the schedule for the next week.

At night, the "Tianshui Pavilion" is very quiet, and the lights of a few houses are still lit. Lhotse Yu also fell into a deep sleep, the night was silent, and the sleepers in the dream were accompanied by sweet dreams and nightmares.

In the depths of darkness, a light rain fell in the gray sky, the traffic was full of traffic, people were crowded, the opening of umbrellas became an obstacle that could not see the way out, the melodious sound of time signaling sounded in the noise, and students came out of the school gate one after another.

Lhotse was very groggy, but very awake, as if he hadn't slept all night, but there was no trace of sleepiness. He walked aimlessly on the campus, like a lonely ghost, with a faint but rapid sound in his ears.

At the school gate, the wide square was surrounded by a crowd of people, who stared at Luo Ziyou, their eyes were completely dull, indifferent, and slowly turned their gaze to one place.

Lhotse's gloomy gaze also glanced in the direction of gathering, and suddenly shook in a trance. In the corner, a man in black with a vicious and hideous face held a cold knife to the neck of the hostage in front of him.

The man in black glanced deeply at Luo Ziyou, opened his mouth to say something, but grinned again. Quickly and ruthlessly raised the long knife and stabbed the hostage in the heart.

The knife seemed to be inserted into an apple, but the sound echoed in Lhotse You's ears. Blood gushed out like a spring, and Lhotse's eyes were full of despair and pain. He rushed to the corner like a madman, looked at the blood that was dripping crimson from the floor, and reached forward to grab something, but saw that his hands were so stained with blood that he couldn't wipe them clean.

"Whew, whew, whew." The body sat up in terror, and the sound of heavy gasps stood out in the quiet room. Luo Ziyou looked at the time, and at about six o'clock, he fell heavily on the bed again, thinking so much that he couldn't sleep.

He was afraid of what was happening in his dream, but he tried to remember what had happened. The dream was strange and chaotic, and he couldn't remember many scenes clearly. But deep down in my mind, I vaguely remember that it was a rainy day, after school, and her.

Toss and turn, get out of bed and wash. When he went downstairs, Mr. Xu was already eating breakfast and watching the morning news.