"Waiting to pay New Year's greetings to my aunt and grandmother early in the morning?" Jiang Ci opened the door, looked at Murong Shuo sitting at the door, and couldn't help but complain.

"Grandma, are you finally awake?" Murong Shuo jumped up all of a sudden.

Jiang Ci clasped his hands around his chest, leaned against the door, and looked at him: "Say, what's the matter." ”

"I thought about it all night yesterday, but I didn't figure it out, why don't you let my fourth uncle know about my grandfather?" Murong Shuo scratched his head.

Although he did as Jiang Ci said, he never thought it through, so he came early in the morning to ask.

"Will you believe me when I say it?" Jiang Ci asked again.

Murong Shuo replied categorically: "Believe!" Affirmative! ”

Where is the reason for not believing what my aunt said?

"Okay, then let me tell you, your fourth uncle didn't travel all over the world at all, but kept in the bamboo forest in the mountains behind your house to give advice to your second and third uncles!" Jiang Ci is not a person who beats around the bush, and told him directly.

As for believing it or not, it still depends on Murong Shuo himself.

After all, she saved the old man and left.

This Murong family has nothing to do with her.

Murong Shuo was puzzled: "Advice? ”

"How to seize all the Murong family's property, only you, a fool, still trust him so much, he came yesterday to see if your grandfather was cured by me."

Murong Shuo froze in place, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

"No, it can't be." He shook his head.

The fourth uncle was the best person who treated him since he was a child, how could he betray him?

"Look, you asked yourself, and now you don't believe it, what can I do?" Jiang Ci shrugged his shoulders and closed the door again unhurriedly.

Leaving Murong Shuo alone to blow the cold wind outside.

It's just that the cold wind, the more it blows, the more sober he becomes.

Who should he believe?

If it is really the fourth uncle, then he really can't stay in this Murong family, it's too terrifying, like a whirlpool that eats people.

Everyone was watching him with great eyesight.

But what reason did Jiang Ci have to lie to him?

He couldn't think of it.

I don't know how long he stood there, Jiang Ci poured a basin of cold water out of the house and poured it directly on his head, making him completely come back to his senses.

Jiang Ci leaned on the window and looked at him with a smile: "I'm sorry, it's crooked." ”

Murong Shuo wiped the water off his face, turned his head and ran.

I went back and hurriedly changed into clean clothes, and went to Murong Shanquan's room.

At this time, Murong Shanquan sat quietly in the middle of the years, holding a pen in one hand, and gently painted a landscape painting.

"You're here?"

Before he could raise his head, he could tell it was Murong Shuo when he heard the footsteps.

Murong Shuo walked in and stopped talking, looked at him, and swallowed the words in his throat again: "Fourth uncle, have you had breakfast?" ”

"No, I've been out for a long time, and I'm not used to breakfast." Murong Shanquan replied lightly.

"I brought you a hot salted crispy chicken, which I just bought from Zuixian Lou, eat some?" Murong Shuo put the thing in his hand in front of him.

Murong Shanquan smiled lightly and continued to immerse himself in the painting in his hand: "How is the old man today?" ”

"It's still like that, I don't know what I'm going to do to cure grandpa." Murong Shuo sat in front of him decadently, drooping a pair of ears, and he didn't know where to look.

Murong Shanquan put down the pen in his hand at this time, raised his hand and rubbed Murong Shuo's head: "It will pass." ”

It was this action that made Murong Shuo's heart extremely sour.

When he was a child, the fourth uncle liked to touch his head like this to comfort him.

He really couldn't accept the person he loved so much, but he became the person he didn't want to accept in his heart.

"Fourth uncle, have you been to the bamboo forest?" Murong Shuo asked suddenly.

He obviously felt Murong Shanquan's hand tremble slightly, and his voice remained the same: "No, what's wrong?" ”

"No, I just saw that you actually stained a bamboo leaf here, but you love cleanliness the most." Murong Shuo reached out and picked up a bamboo leaf from under the table, and asked unhurriedly.

Murong Shanquan waved his hand, took the bamboo leaves, and threw them out of the window: "It must be some of the tea deliverers who came in and left it, it seems that they are going to be punished well, but they are so careless." ”

"It's a punishment!" Murong Shuo also said indignantly.

"Okay, it's time for me to go see grandpa, this salted crispy chicken, fourth uncle, you eat it while it's hot."

Murong Shuo got up and patted the hem of his clothes, turned around and left.

The moment he left, a touch of sadness crossed his eyes.

He had roughly determined that what Jiang Ci said was true.

However, he couldn't figure out why the fourth uncle.

Why is it him!

In this Murong family, he didn't have anyone he could trust.

Before he knew it, he had walked to the old man's yard.

At this time, Jiang Ci was prick the old man with a needle.

Murong Shuo stood outside and didn't dare to go in to disturb him, for fear of scaring Jiang Ci.

After a long time, Jiang Ci was also busy, looked at Murong Shuo at the door, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?" Bitten by a dog? It looks like it's going to die. ”

"It's worse than a dog bite." Murong Shuo walked next to the old man and sat down, taking the old man's hand.

"If the dog bites you, then you will bite it ten times, is it possible that you are still waiting for the dog to lie down in front of you and admit his mistake?"

"I can't bite it..."Murong Shuo's face was embarrassed.

What normal person would bite a dog?

Jiang Ci rolled his eyes: "Then you were eaten by a dog, you deserve it, and can you let go of the old man's hand?" ”

Only then did Murong Shuo realize that his grandfather's hand had moved!

Even, the old man's eyelids were trembling slightly, as if he was going to wake up in the next second.

"Wait here, although the old man is unconscious, he is indeed awake in his heart, and he can hear everything you say."

"Really?"

Jiang Ci nodded.

Suddenly, Murong Shuo's tears flowed out as if he couldn't hold back, and he hugged the old man and began to cry: "Woo woo, grandpa, it's been three years, I miss you so much, you can finally wake up!" ”

Jiang Ci next to him twitched the corners of his mouth, grabbed Chu Mianzhou, and taught carefully: "Little porridge, you can't cry like him in the future, you know?" Shame on the dead. ”

Chu Mianzhou nodded heavily.

This seat will not cry.

Crying, that's a sign of weakness.

He is the strongest!

Murong Shuo didn't know how long he cried, but he realized that he might be pressing the old man, so he hurriedly got up and patted the old man's chest: "Grandpa, I was wrong Grandpa, didn't I press you, grandpa?" ”

Jiang Ci raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

What to do?

Some regretted telling him about the old man to wake up.

If she is an old man, her grandson is so noisy, even if she goes to the underworld, she will trick the corpse into waking up and plugging his mouth.

Because, it's too noisy.

Just when Murong Shuo was crying the most, a thick and old voice suddenly came from above his head: "Shuo'er..."