"I just followed my grandfather to taste tea, so I just understood a little bit of the fur..." Zhuo Yihang smiled faintly and replied in a modest tone.

"Is that so? Then it seems that your grandfather and I are all fellows. Don't you know that your grandfather is still alive?"

Father Xia also picked up the teacup and took a sip, and asked casually.

When Xia Chuqi heard his father's question, he stared at Zhuo Yihang's reaction. He saw that he replied slowly: "I'm sorry, my grandfather passed away very early..." "What about your grandmother?"

Before Xia’s father could speak, Xia Chuqi asked quickly.

According to the generational algorithm, Zhuo Yihang's grandparents should be of the same generation as his mother's biological parents, or the grandparents he mentioned were her grandparents! "My grandmother is old and has no sense of consciousness, so she asked someone to take care of her..." Zhuo Yihang replied with a faint smile.

"You call my wife, aunt, your grandparents, aren't my daughter Xiaoqi's grandparents?"

Xia’s father asked thoughtfully, which was exactly what Xia Chuqi wanted to ask.

Zhuo Yihang was stunned for a moment, shook his head and smiled lightly, "Although my mother called Xiaoqi is a little aunt, in fact, we are not immediate relatives, my grandfather and grandmother, nor my aunt's biological parents..." "So that's the case!"

Xia's father nodded in understanding, put down the teacup in his hand, and said in a faint tone: "I have never heard my wife mention her family. I think she was too young when she was kidnapped and no longer remembered it. You might as well tell me more about your family!"

Zhuo Yihang picked some irrelevant things in the family and started chatting with Xia's father. During this period, Xia's father occasionally asked a few questions, but Zhuo Yihang did not avoid it and answered them all seriously.

Xia Chuqi listened very seriously on the side. It was not until his father was tired and he was about to go back to his room for lunch. Zhuo Yihang stood up and said goodbye.

"Thank you, my uncle. I have benefited a lot from chatting with you just now, and I have fully understood some of the trivial matters of my aunt's life..." Zhuo Yihang shook hands with a smile and said earnestly: "We originally thought that my aunt left very early, but now we know that my aunt was growing up and married her. My uncle is so affectionate about my aunt. I have received a lot of surprises when I come back this time!"

Xia's father smiled faintly, his tone was much gentler than before, as if he regarded Zhuo Yihang as a real junior in the family: "Yihang, come to the old house more often when you have time and chat with me and play chess..." "I will definitely do it!"

Zhuo Yihang responded with one mouthful.

"Okay, Xiaoqi, Feng Xun, you go and see him off!"

Xia’s father waved his hand and said with a smile to Xia Chuqi and Feng Xun.

Xia Chuqi and Feng Xun nodded. They personally accompanied Zhuo Yihang out of the main house and walked all the way to the gate of the old house. Zhuo Yihang stopped and smiled at the two of them, "Okay, you can send it here. Today I really thank you for bringing me to the old house of Xia and letting me meet my uncle..." "No need to thank you, you can come to the cemetery here to pay homage to my mother..." Xia Chuqi shook his head and replied with a faint smile: "And it can be seen that you and my dad are very good at chatting. You might as well come here for more time if you have time in the future!"

"Of course, when I go back this time, I will come to walk with you more often when I have time!"

Zhuo Yihang nodded and smiled, shook hands with Feng Xun before leaving, and said goodbye politely.

When it was my turn to say goodbye to Xia Chuqi, Zhuo Yihang opened his hands and hugged Xia Chuqi for a while, patted her on the back and whispered: "Xiaoqi, come back here to pay homage to my little aunt and accidentally gained a sister. I am really happy..." Xia Chuqi was stunned for a moment. Before he could answer, he had already let go of Xia Chuqi, waved to the two, walked away with a smile, and went straight into his car.

Seeing the car gradually moving away, Xia Chuqi retracted his gaze and shook his head to Feng Xun beside him and sighed in a low voice: "This Zhuo Yihang seems to be really likable..." "Do you like him very much?"

Feng Xun raised his eyebrows and asked thoughtfully.

Xia Chuqi touched the tip of his nose awkwardly, met Feng Xun's dissatisfied gaze. He knew that he had knocked over the jealous jar again, and burst into laughter, shook his head and said, "I mean, he pleased my father very much. Where did you think of?"

"Is that right? But I saw him hugging you and saying goodbye to you, but you didn't refuse..." Feng Xun frowned slightly and said in a faint tone.

"I haven't hugged it for too long, and isn't he my nominal relative?"

Xia Chuqi shook his head amusedly, but he didn't expect that just a simple hug could make him jealous! "You said it too, it's just nominal..." Feng Xun narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered: "His true identity and his purpose are not yet cleared..." Xia Chuqi was stunned when he heard him say this, and asked hesitantly: "Do you still doubt him?

Do you think he may not be a member of Zhuo’s family, so he came to recognize his relatives with us on purpose?”

It is not surprising that Feng Xun would suspect that Zhuo Yihang was, after all, the timing of his appearance was too coincidental. But if Zhuo Yihang had just pretended to be Zhuo's family to catch up with him, how could he know so coincidentally that his mother's surname was Zhuo?

Unless he has something to do with Rose Cross, but when he was chatting with his father just now, he didn't even mention any Rose Cross, nor did he test the information in this regard! "Feng Xun, didn't his father test him just now? He really didn't know what happened to his mother..." Xia Chuqi turned his head and said with a puzzled look: "Of course, maybe he didn't know either, but if he knew nothing, how could he find it so accurately?"

She said this, paused and whispered: "Unless he..." "Unless what?"

"Unless he has Oscar-level acting skills!"

Xia Chuqi stuck out his tongue and smiled sly.

Feng Xun was amused by what she said, and didn't care about the taste of eating. He gently pinched her palm and said with a funny look: "Little fool, some people pretend to be very good, but they won't be Oscar winners!"

"That's right..." Xia Chuqi nodded, wanting to say something. Feng Xun had already swapped her into his arms, rubbed her hair and whispered: "Okay, let's go into the house first!"

Before Xia Chuqi's answer was answered, Feng Xun said again: "After going back to the house, go take a shower first..." "Why take a shower at this time?"

Xia Chuqi asked in confusion.

"He hugged you and wanted to disinfect!"

Feng Xun's answer was serious.
Chapter completed!