He held back and said in a deep voice, "Gu Cheng is my adopted son. My biological son is Gu Kun, also known as Gu Dashan. Your husband is comrades-in-arms, Qiao Qiao's grandfather, he."

Speaking of this, Gu Qingfeng suddenly felt sad, held the handle of the crutch, endured the sadness, and said in a deep voice, "I'll disturb you today, I'll come to visit you again next day."

As he said that, he walked outside with a cane.

Although the back is straight, it looks extremely desolate.

"Old boss, let's take a break and leave." Grandma Qin hurriedly suggested in a warm voice.

Gu Qingfeng shook his head and continued to walk forward slowly.

Gu Qiaoqiao felt soft. Maybe Gu Qingfeng would never be able to let go of grandpa's death.

Gu Qiaoqiao stepped forward, hesitated for a moment, but still supported his arm, "Brother Gu is in the backyard, I'll call him."

Gu Qingfeng didn't say anything, but he didn't refuse Gu Qiaoqiao's support.

The door to the living room is the spacious yard outside

The crabapple trees in the yard are full of crabapple fruits as big as nails.

There are blooming roses in the corners of the wall.

Two dogs were staring at him.

The thick wooden doors highlight the background of the Qin family’s old house.

The bluestone slabs on the ground were clean and there were no weeds at all.

Gu Qingfeng calmly withdrew his gaze. After a while, Uncle Gu trotted over.

I looked at Gu Qingfeng's expression as soon as possible.

Then let go.

After a few greetings, the car Gu Qingfeng was riding away from everyone's sight.

Gu Qiaoqiao felt lost.

There is no joy of recognizing each other.

All that is just at a loss.

It wasn't that way.

She didn't expect to recognize her relatives so early.

So many obstacles have not been removed, Ning Wanru and Gu Cheng are still alive and moist.

How could she be willing?

However, I have to admit it even if I am unwilling to accept it.

But, what exactly is there that she doesn't know?

Gu Qiaoqiao felt that she and the old boss should have a calm conversation.

But obviously, the old boss regarded her as a child, and he might say something to his father, but he wouldn't say it to himself.

Gu Qiaoqiao stood blankly at the gate, and her mind was still a little confused.

Qin Xuan glanced at Qin Yize. He had already learned the whole story from Uncle Gu just now.

Although it was very sudden, it accepted it very quickly.

At this time, Gu Qingfeng and Gu Uncle had both left, and the rest were the Qin family.

Qin Xuan moved his lips and was about to say something, but Qin Yize looked at Gu Qiaoqiao in a daze with some concern.

He shook his head at his father and family.

Then, he stepped forward and took Gu Qiaoqiao's hand and took her to the Qin family's backyard.

Passing through a moon gate, we came to the garden with lush green leaves and beautiful roses.

Along the gravel road, at the end is a grape trellis.

Qin Yize pulled Gu Qiaoqiao and sat on the long wooden chair under the grape trellis.

Release your hand.

Sit down with Gu Qiaoqiao.

He lazily straightened his long legs, raised his eyes slightly, and the fine sunlight shone through the green grape leaves.

A little bit of heat has faded, but it has a bit of mottledness that belongs to the summer sunshine.

It seems that the years of iron horses and golden swords can be so poetic and picturesque.

He curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

What Gu Qiaoqiao needs now is calm.

But he wasn't relieved that she was just thinking about it.

No matter what, he participated in this whole process.

There is always a little say.
Chapter completed!