With this result, the white-haired old woman finally opened her turbid eyes. No matter how she accepted the things, it means that the conflict between them can be resolved with a chance.

"Hey... I'm already old. In the future, the matters in this family will be left to you young juniors to deal with. I just want to see the prosperity of the Jiang family before I die!"

The old horse is in a stable state of mind, which is the most appropriate way to describe her. She is old but her heart is not old. She wants the Jiang family to become an existence that others cannot shake.

"Grandma... Thank you for your hard work."

"I can't say that I have worked hard, but I'm tired. If you young juniors can understand my hard work, it would be a waste of my busy schedule."

Rearing on the chair, Jiang Zhen saw grandma close her eyes again, knowing that her words had been conveyed, and it was time to step down.

So he took a few steps back and turned away from the room, leaving only the white-haired old woman alone, as if thinking about something.

Regarding the trends of these big families, Han Batian has been trying to find out the news, because he is getting closer and closer to Xiao Yi and his daughter's wedding date.

The first day of May is when the Xiao Qing and a woman from the Jiang family got married. On the third day of May, it was the day when her daughter and Xiao Yi got married.

He always remembered these times in his heart that his daughter was about to get married, and he fulfilled his original promise, which was an explanation for his old friend.

"Dad... Why are there always old men running here in the family these days?

What happened?"

Han Bing noticed something strange. The Han family, which has always been very peaceful, rarely visited.

But at the nearest time, you can always see some old men entering the Han family and going to their father's study.

After an hour or two, the old men came out again, carrying a box in their hands, as if they were visiting a Chinese medicine doctor and treating people.

"Oh, nothing is wrong."

"Are these people Chinese medicine practitioners?

I see they all carry boxes. Dad, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Han Batian straightened his chest, looking energetic, and there was no sign of illness, Han Batian said now.

"Your child is really careless. Does your father look like he is sick?"

“What do those old men do?

There has never been such a guest in our family before."

"Isn't your wedding date almost here?

As fathers, they have to work hard in advance. They are all people I have invited who know the rules. If you have any details, please help me think about it.”

After hearing this, Han Bing dispelled his doubts and believed what Han Batian said.

Because my father has always been in good health and there will be no problems, she has been staying at home since she got engaged to Xiao Yi.

I want to spend more time with my elders at home at this time. When I mention the word "marriage", I will feel a little special.

"Bing'er, you've been staying at home for a while. Don't you plan to see Xiao Yi?"

Han Batian had a problem with his hand. He placed an inkstone on the desk and a brush in his hand. He dipped it in the grinded ink and wrote a few big words on the rice paper.

"Xiao Yi will take care of himself, and I will spend more time with you and my mother at home.

Don't get married, you two miss me."

"Do you think your dad is still a three-year-old child?

I think you are the one who is older since childhood. Besides, you married Xiao Yi, and you are not going home."

"If I go to find Xiao Yi, won't you miss me?"

Han Bing stepped forward and saw four big words written by his father - lofty ambitions, and every stroke showed a majestic momentum.

"Dad, you write this handwriting very well. I didn't expect that you have become a calligrapher now."

"Girl, you have to remember that there is nothing difficult in this world, just be afraid of those who are determined. As long as you are careful, nothing can be done."

Han Batian is one of the cases. After leaving his original position, he also lived like a hero.

The decorative character was placed here first. He put down the brush in his hand and said to his daughter.

"After all, you are his woman. Seeing that you stay at home and have nothing to do alone, you can go find him."

"Why do I feel like you are driving me away?"

Han Bing said playfully that Han Batian was holding one hand on the table at this moment, frowned slightly, but Han Bing did not notice these changes.

He glanced at the trash can beside him, stretched out one foot, moved the trash can to the corner, and laughed.

"After the water splashed by the married daughter, you are from the Xiao family. Well, if you want to stay at home, then stay for a few more days."

"Dad, I came here just to tell you. It seems that Xiao Yi's company has encountered trouble recently, so I want to go over and take a look at what happened."

"Go and go, remember to do your duty as a woman!"

Han Batian reminded that after Han Bing said this, he planned to go to Xiao Yi today.

When Xiao Yi is in trouble, she must appear by Xiao Yi and share the responsibility with Xiao Yi.

Watching his daughter leave, Han Batian coughed a few times, supported his hands on the desk, and almost fell down.

But he is a man with a strong heart and will never fall down because of this little thing. Han Batian's wife heard this violent cough.

"Batian..." She hurriedly walked over, helped her husband sit down and said, while rubbing Han Batian's chest with her hands.

In the trash can under the desk, a tissue was stained with red blood. These were the blood that Han Batian had coughed and spit out of his mouth before.

"Is your condition... already so serious?

In this case, you should go to the hospital for a good look."

My wife said here that Han Batian was sick, and the entire Han family, except Han Batian and his wife, was the close butler Lao He.

This time the situation is different. It is not an ordinary cold, so Han Batian chose to hide it from his daughter. He knew what the fate was waiting for him.

"I know that if you don't have to see this disease, you can only live for six months at most if you go to the hospital for treatment."

"Why is God so unfair? You have to suffer such torture."

"Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are heaven, don't be angry either. I want to see them marry happily when I am alive."

Han Batian was carrying medicine on his body. He didn't believe in Western medicine because Western medicine treatment required surgery.

Moreover, after the operation, it cannot be completely cured. It was just that he had been surviving for a few more months, and Han Batian didn't want to live like this.
Chapter completed!