The morning sun shines on the courtyard.

"Dad..." Looking at Zhou Weijin who was rushing towards him angrily, Zhou Tianlei was shocked and confused.

"Mixing things, when is your turn to draw your feet with Xiaoyang fingers and go back to the room!" In front of Zhou Yang, Zhou Weiyu took his son Zhou Tianlei's collar.

"I ... I ..." Zhou Tianlei blushed for a while, and it was difficult to step down in the eyes of the public. He didn't think of his father at this time to help the Zhou family who spoke.

In his believe that Zhou Yang had harmed their Zhou family. Although their Zhou family would not really decline because of Tiansheng Network Media, the company originally belonged to him Zhou Tianlei.

"What are you, go back to me!" Zhou Weijin was furious, pretending to raise his hand and was about to thrust towards Zhou Tianlei.

"Well, big brother, don't be impulsive, the children are noisy, Tian Lei, obedient, go back to the room first, Xiaoyang was shouted by the old man." Because of the physical condition of the old man, the three brothers of the Zhou family were at home today.

He hurried forward and grabbed the eldest brother's hand.

I also explained to Zhou Tianlei intentionally or unintentionally why Zhou Yang appeared.

If the resentful eyes can kill others, Zhou Tianlei could have completely lost Zhou Yang's illness before leaving.

"Sorry, Xiaoyang, let you see a joke, let's go, my father is waiting for you inside." Turning, Zhou Weijin ignored his son, looked at the nephew who lost heavily, and barely squeezed a smile.

Zhou Weijin took Zhou Yang into the inner courtyard for Zhou Weiqi.

The inner courtyard is still the same inner courtyard. I remember when I was a child, Zhou Yang spent the most time here as long as he returned to his ancestral home.

Next to the chess table built on the stone table was a rocking chair with a quilt.

The old man is still the same old man, but he is much older than Zhou Yang’s memory.

The old man was thin and haggard, as if he could sense someone coming, and he barely opened his eyes, his eyes were turbid and unclear.

"Dad, Xiaoyang is back." Zhou Weijin bowed his head and whispered in the old man's ear.

Hearing this sentence, the old man opened his eyes a little more with more effort, as if trying to see the person clearly, and his palm stretched forward uneasyly.

Zhou Yang's nose suddenly felt sore for no reason. At this moment, no matter how many grievances he felt, he put them aside and quickly knelt down to the old man, "Grandpa, I'm here."

The old man grinned gently and stroked Zhou Yang's head with his palm, as if he was healing the pain he had suffered for so many years.

"Brother, go out... go out..." The old man's voice was very low, but Zhou Weijin could clearly hear it and knew that his father was asking him to go out.

Zhou Weijin hesitated for a while and finally listened to the old man's words, left the old and the young man here and walked out of the inner courtyard.

After Zhou Wei went in and out, the old man wanted to reach out to his arms and get something, but he couldn't use his strength.

"Grandpa, what are you looking for?" Zhou Yang looked at the old man like this, and he felt uncomfortable. Once upon a time, the old man was also a famous figure in Nanzhou, but in a blink of an eye, he was in the twilight years.

I saw that the old man slowly pointed to his arms after hearing the words.

Zhou Yang understood it and reached out to help the old man take out an envelope from his arms.

"Young grandson, I'll give it to you... I'll give it to you..." He pointed to the envelope and couldn't say a few words, and the old man was panting.

The youngest grandson is the old man’s name of Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang opened the envelope in confusion and took out a yellow paper from it. It was obvious that the two words "will..." that caught his eyes made Zhou Yang tremble suddenly.

Time has passed.

"Tick Answer"

"Tick Answer" did not know when it started, Zhou Yang's tears dripped on the yellow paper.

He doesn't remember how many years he hasn't cried, but in the face of the old man's will, Zhou Yang didn't want to hide the only fragility in his heart.

The old man didn't say anything anymore, kept his eyes open, hoping to take the rest of his time to take a good look at his youngest grandson.

Outside the courtyard.

"Brother, what are you saying that dad is calling him back now?" The two brothers stood under the sycamore tree, smoking annoyedly. Zhou Weixin asked Zhou Weijin with some confusion.

Zhou Weixin’s words meant Zhou Yang.

"Oh, I don't know..." Zhou Weijin sighed. He did not lie. Last night, he just respected the old man's order and called Zhou Yang. To be honest, he couldn't guess why the old man suddenly wanted to see Zhou Yang.

After so many years of dementia, why did I suddenly wake up a little more?

"You said, dad doesn't want to hand over the Zhou family's property to him, right? It probably won't..." Zhou Weixin also felt that his guess was absurd, and then shook his head and denied it.

Because the old man has the final say in the industry the Zhou family now owns, but the two brothers control it, and the old man only has a small part of the shares.

In other words, the old man only has a little money.

Zhou Weijin still did not speak, but the gaze flashed occasionally.

"Do you want to see him purely?" Zhou Weixin said to himself.

"Not necessarily." Zhou's cigarette that was still burning, spit out two words.

In the inner courtyard.

The old man stretched out his trembling hand to help Zhou Yang wipe the tears gently. The rough palm of the rough people made Zhou Yang feel very warm.

"Grandpa, relax, rest for a while." Zhou Yang held the palm without a blood, and inadvertently crossed his aura.

The old man should feel a warmth around himself, and unknowingly a little drowsy.

Time flows quietly.

Half an hour later, Zhou Yang left only 10% of his spiritual energy to him and sent it all to the old man.

At this moment, Zhou Yang felt very uncomfortable. He knew the old man's situation very clearly. It was not that Ji Rumo was plagued by illness before, but that all the organs were exhausted to the extreme. Even if there was spiritual energy, he could only last longer.

Although the aura represents the vitality, it cannot be done against the sky.

"By the way, Yishou Pill." Zhou Yang suddenly thought of the blood and qi insects he bought in the black market, and then became depressed again. Not to mention refining Yishou Pill, now it is only the main medicine.

"A monster, is there any other way to extend your life besides the Life Pill?" Zhou Yang could only ask A monster in the sea of ​​consciousness with hope.

"There are many ways to extend your life, but there is no other way on this planet except for the Life Pill. Moreover, he is a mortal. Even if he does not have the cultivation world, anyone who helps him extend his life will suffer a disaster." As expected, Ah Shi said the same thing as

Didn't say it.

Zhou Yang was sitting next to the elderly, and he wanted to do everything he could, and finally excluded it, still only Yishou Dan.

"Yishou Dan." Zhou Yang murmured to himself, and seemed to make some decision.

Outside the courtyard.

Zhou Weixin Zhou Bai's brothers were still talking about it.

"I want to stay here for three days." Suddenly, a word came from the inner courtyard, and the two brothers looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
Chapter completed!