Jing Qiuxian and Jing Che's expressions were a little weird.

Chen Songling grabbed Jing Qiuxian's hand enthusiastically, "That's right, Chen Mo." ”

Jing Qiuxian instantly understood why there was such a strange confession!

It turned out that Chen Mo was gone, Chen Songling knew that she had something to do with them, but she didn't dare to ask directly, so she could only admit her relatives first, and then ask them in a roundabout way.

"Chen Mo? Didn't he go missing after returning to the United States, what do you ask me to do? Jing Qiuxian looked ignorant.

Chen Songling was a little reluctant, "I just want to ask you, maybe you will know his whereabouts." ”

Jing Qiuxian hugged her with sympathy on her face, "Auntie, I know you're worried about Chen Mo, but I really don't know his whereabouts. ”

"Yes, Chen Mo is really unfortunate, I heard that the security abroad has not been good all these years, has he been kidnapped." Jing Che also asked.

The two couples looked a little unpleasant, and took them all the way to Old Man Chen's residence.

Old Man Chen lived in a small white building, and his residence had been converted into a ward, guarded by medical staff twenty-four hours a day, and when he saw Jing Qiuxian and Jing Che, his cloudy eyes lit up all of a sudden.

"Oh, I'm my father—"

Old Man Chen stretched out his hand towards Jing Qiuxian.

Jing Qiuxian was originally very defensive, but when she saw Old Man Chen's eyes, she suddenly softened.

"Grandpa, I'm Jing Qiuxian."

Old Man Chen's eyes were in a trance, he came back to his senses and held Jing Qiuxian's hand, "It's Xiaoxian, my grandfather loves your paintings very much, I thought you were a bad old man like my grandfather, but I didn't expect it to be my granddaughter." ”

After speaking, Old Man Chen was full of pride.

"Well, do you have a lot of my paintings?" Jing Qiuxian was a little shy, she didn't paint well at all, and many of them were scribbled.

Old Man Chen nodded, "Yes." ”

After saying that, he waved his hand and beckoned someone to take out the collection.

Chen Songling disagreed, "Father-in-law, those collections may have dust, and then induce your asthma?" ”

"I'm going to die anyway, is there a big difference between dying of asthma and dying in the middle of the night?" Old Man Chen was a little irritable, and he spoke very politely.

"Okay, father-in-law." Chen Songling immediately turned around to make arrangements.

Jing Qiuxian was a little unhappy after hearing this, "Grandpa, why don't you talk about death at every turn?" ”

"Okay, I'll stop talking." Old Man Chen immediately softened his tone.

Soon the maid brought out all the paintings of Jing Qiuxian.

Mr. Chen is like a treasure, and he clearly explains the time of each painting.

Jing Qiuxian was a little surprised, Old Man Chen was so much older than Jing Haiyang, but he had a clear mind, a much better memory, and a very intimidating speech, although he was lying on the hospital bed, his spirit seemed to be more than Jing Haiyang.

Finally, Old Man Chen pointed to a painting, "Granddaughter, why did you draw a tree branch on the moon, is there any profound meaning?" I've been thinking about it for years, but I haven't figured it out. ”

Jing Qiuxian shook her head awkwardly, "No, I just scribbled casually." ”

"Okay!" Old Man Chen felt a little funny, "If only I had known you earlier." ”

He seemed to be sad, and reached out to hug Jing Qiuxian, "Good girl-"

This voice seemed to be calling Jing Qiuxian, and it seemed to be calling Jing Qiuxian's mother.

Jing Qiuxian felt that Old Man Chen was deeply sad and sad.

However, Old Man Chen did not indulge in this emotion, "Nannan, are you hungry?" Have you eaten? ”