Gu Mingqiu also nodded: "It's my father and mother, so I'll just make a thought about it."

Gu Wenqing and Gu Xichao glanced at each other, and they were not afraid of lack and speechless.

Ye Qianning stood outside the gate and listened for a while, then closed his ears and didn't want to continue.

The little face was tense, her brows were furrowed, the situation of the Gu family's rooms seemed to be worse than she knew, and it seemed that she couldn't visit openly today.

Raise your feet and walk towards the left side of the gate, detour to the back of the house, and climb into the courtyard lightly.

Not far from the courtyard is a lotus pond, a small artificial lake, at a glance, it is also a pavilion, elegant place.

Although this house is in the west of the city, the price is not low if it is sold, no wonder the Gu family's three and four bedrooms are staring at this house.

Ye Qianning didn't know where Gu Lao lived, so she went around the flowers and caught a butterfly casually, the butterfly stayed on her fingertips, and her beautiful wings flickered.

In the blink of an eye, the butterfly flew up and headed in one direction.

Ye Qianning followed behind, and in about a few minutes, he saw a courtyard with the words "Hefeng Yaju" written on it.

She walked into the yard, and the flowers and plants planted in the yard were all what Gu Lao liked before, and there were a few pots of orchids in front of the door.

It wasn't until she reached the door that she felt the faint sound of breathing, the breath was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Ye Qianning's heart tightened, pushed the door in, and a smell of Chinese herbs came to the tip of his nose, very strong and strong.

The window at the back of the room was open, and the whole room was clean, except for the smell of herbs.

Glancing across the room, she headed behind the screen, and around the screen she saw the person lying on the bed.

In the hot summer weather, Gu Lao was wearing a white middle coat with a thin summer blanket on his body, one of his hands was on the edge of the bed, and there were brown spots on the back of his skinny hands.

Ye Qianning just saw that hand, his eyes became sour, and he took a few steps forward and came to the bedside.

Gu Lao seemed to be asleep, his breathing was weak and mixed, his face was full of wrinkles, one by one age spots, and there was a scab on the left half of his face where his chin was up.

Ye Qianning reached out and held his hand on the edge of the bed, that hand was in his hand, and he couldn't tell the feeling.

Suddenly, the person on the bed seemed to have a feeling, his five fingers tightened, he held Ye Qianning's hand, and his closed eyes slowly opened.

"Grandpa."

Ye Qianning called softly.

Gu Lao looked at the top of the bed with his eyes open, and there was no light in his eyes.

"Grandpa."

Ye Qianning moved slightly to the head of the bed and shouted again.

Gu Lao's hands were clenched tightly, his head was slightly tilted, and he stared at her like that, without any movement.

Ye Qianning lowered her head slightly, and with one hand, she removed the human skin mask on her face, revealing a fair face, she was a little in a hurry, and she messed up her hair, and a few strands of hair hung down on her temples. ——

Gu Mingqiu also nodded: "It's my father and mother, so I'll just make a thought about it."

Gu Wenqing and Gu Xichao glanced at each other, and they were not afraid of lack and speechless.

Ye Qianning stood outside the gate and listened for a while, then closed his ears and didn't want to continue.

The little face was tense, her brows were furrowed, the situation of the Gu family's rooms seemed to be worse than she knew, and it seemed that she couldn't visit openly today.

Raise your feet and walk towards the left side of the gate, detour to the back of the house, and climb into the courtyard lightly.

Not far from the courtyard is a lotus pond, a small artificial lake, at a glance, it is also a pavilion, elegant place.

Although this house is in the west of the city, the price is not low if it is sold, no wonder the Gu family's three and four bedrooms are staring at this house.

Ye Qianning didn't know where Gu Lao lived, so she went around the flowers and caught a butterfly casually, the butterfly stayed on her fingertips, and her beautiful wings flickered.

In the blink of an eye, the butterfly flew up and headed in one direction.

Ye Qianning followed behind, and in about a few minutes, he saw a courtyard with the words "Hefeng Yaju" written on it.

She walked into the yard, and the flowers and plants planted in the yard were all what Gu Lao liked before, and there were a few pots of orchids in front of the door

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It wasn't until she reached the door that she felt the faint sound of breathing, the breath was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Ye Qianning's heart tightened, pushed the door in, and a smell of Chinese herbs came to the tip of his nose, very strong and strong.

The window at the back of the room was open, and the whole room was clean, except for the smell of herbs.

Glancing across the room, she headed behind the screen, and around the screen she saw the person lying on the bed.

In the hot summer weather, Gu Lao was wearing a white middle coat with a thin summer blanket on his body, one of his hands was on the edge of the bed, and there were brown spots on the back of his skinny hands.

Ye Qianning just saw that hand, his eyes became sour, and he took a few steps forward and came to the bedside.

Gu Lao seemed to be asleep, his breathing was weak and mixed, his face was full of wrinkles, one by one age spots, and there was a scab on the left half of his face where his chin was up.

Ye Qianning reached out and held his hand on the edge of the bed, that hand was in his hand, and he couldn't tell the feeling.

Suddenly, the person on the bed seemed to have a feeling, his five fingers tightened, he held Ye Qianning's hand, and his closed eyes slowly opened.

"Grandpa."

Ye Qianning called softly.

Gu Lao looked at the top of the bed with his eyes open, and there was no light in his eyes.

"Grandpa."

Ye Qianning moved slightly to the head of the bed and shouted again.

Gu Mingqiu also nodded: "It's my father and mother, so I'll just make a thought about it."

Gu Wenqing and Gu Xichao glanced at each other, and they were not afraid of lack and speechless.

Ye Qianning stood outside the gate and listened for a while, then closed his ears and didn't want to continue.

The little face was tense, her brows were furrowed, the situation of the Gu family's rooms seemed to be worse than she knew, and it seemed that she couldn't visit openly today.

Raise your feet and walk towards the left side of the gate, detour to the back of the house, and climb into the courtyard lightly.

Not far from the courtyard is a lotus pond, a small artificial lake, at a glance, it is also a pavilion, elegant place.

Although this house is in the west of the city, the price is not low if it is sold, no wonder the Gu family's three and four bedrooms are staring at this house.

Ye Qianning didn't know where Gu Lao lived, so she went around the flowers and caught a butterfly casually, the butterfly stayed on her fingertips, and her beautiful wings flickered.

In the blink of an eye, the butterfly flew up and headed in one direction.

Ye Qianning followed behind, and in about a few minutes, he saw a courtyard with the words "Hefeng Yaju" written on it.

She walked into the yard, and the flowers and plants planted in the yard were all what Gu Lao liked before, and there were a few pots of orchids in front of the door.

It wasn't until she reached the door that she felt the faint sound of breathing, the breath was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Ye Qianning's heart tightened, pushed the door in, and a smell of Chinese herbs came to the tip of his nose, very strong and strong.

The window at the back of the room was open, and the whole room was clean, except for the smell of herbs.

Glancing across the room, she headed behind the screen, and around the screen she saw the person lying on the bed.

In the hot summer weather, Gu Lao was wearing a white middle coat with a thin summer blanket on his body, one of his hands was on the edge of the bed, and there were brown spots on the back of his skinny hands.

Ye Qianning just saw that hand, his eyes became sour, and he took a few steps forward and came to the bedside.

Gu Lao seemed to be asleep, his breathing was weak and mixed, his face was full of wrinkles, one by one age spots, and there was a scab on the left half of his face where his chin was up.

Ye Qianning reached out and held his hand on the edge of the bed, that hand was in his hand, and he couldn't tell the feeling.

Suddenly, the person on the bed seemed to have a feeling, his five fingers tightened, he held Ye Qianning's hand, and his closed eyes slowly opened.

"Grandpa."

Ye Qianning called softly.

Gu Lao looked at the top of the bed with his eyes open, and there was no light in his eyes.

"Grandpa."

Ye Qianning moved slightly to the head of the bed and shouted again.

Gu Mingqiu also nodded: "It's my father and mother, that's it."

It's a thought."

Gu Wenqing and Gu Xichao glanced at each other, and they were not afraid of lack and speechless.

Ye Qianning stood outside the gate and listened for a while, then closed his ears and didn't want to continue.

The little face was tense, her brows were furrowed, the situation of the Gu family's rooms seemed to be worse than she knew, and it seemed that she couldn't visit openly today.

Raise your feet and walk towards the left side of the gate, detour to the back of the house, and climb into the courtyard lightly.

Not far from the courtyard is a lotus pond, a small artificial lake, at a glance, it is also a pavilion, elegant place.

Although this house is in the west of the city, the price is not low if it is sold, no wonder the Gu family's three and four bedrooms are staring at this house.

Ye Qianning didn't know where Gu Lao lived, so she went around the flowers and caught a butterfly casually, the butterfly stayed on her fingertips, and her beautiful wings flickered.

In the blink of an eye, the butterfly flew up and headed in one direction.

Ye Qianning followed behind, and in about a few minutes, he saw a courtyard with the words "Hefeng Yaju" written on it.

She walked into the yard, and the flowers and plants planted in the yard were all what Gu Lao liked before, and there were a few pots of orchids in front of the door.

It wasn't until she reached the door that she felt the faint sound of breathing, the breath was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Ye Qianning's heart tightened, pushed the door in, and a smell of Chinese herbs came to the tip of his nose, very strong and strong.

The window at the back of the room was open, and the whole room was clean, except for the smell of herbs.

Glancing across the room, she headed behind the screen, and around the screen she saw the person lying on the bed.

In the hot summer weather, Gu Lao was wearing a white middle coat with a thin summer blanket on his body, one of his hands was on the edge of the bed, and there were brown spots on the back of his skinny hands.

Ye Qianning just saw that hand, his eyes became sour, and he took a few steps forward and came to the bedside.

Gu Lao seemed to be asleep, his breathing was weak and mixed, his face was full of wrinkles, one by one age spots, and there was a scab on the left half of his face where his chin was up.

Ye Qianning reached out and held his hand on the edge of the bed, that hand was in his hand, and he couldn't tell the feeling.

Suddenly, the person on the bed seemed to have a feeling, his five fingers tightened, he held Ye Qianning's hand, and his closed eyes slowly opened.

"Grandpa."

Ye Qianning called softly.

Gu Lao looked at the top of the bed with his eyes open, and there was no light in his eyes.

"Grandpa."

Ye Qianning moved slightly to the head of the bed and shouted again.