The old man was filled with guilt when he said this.

In his life, what he felt most guilty of was his eldest granddaughter who had just recognized him. He never knew her existence, which made her suffer all the hardships at a young age. The most guilty of him was her...

A very light sigh made Ye Jian, who had been standing outside for a while, bit his lower lip tight.

In that sigh, she heard her grandfather feel deeply guilty and deep self-blame towards her.

How can you blame grandpa?

There is a reason for the incident, and it is not intentional to forget her. There is really no need to feel guilty, and there is no need to blame herself. Now that I can return to the Fu family, I have the love of my grandfather and the care of my father, which is enough to make up for the past.

She had been in for a while and wanted to surprise her grandfather, but when she heard the old man say she was "heavy" and stopped, she heard the old man buried in his heart and never confessed to others.

Ye Jian, who had some disorder in his breathing, planned to investigate his emotions before entering. He then heard the old man sighing and said, "In order to make her happy for a longer time, I have to live a good life for a long time to achieve it. I can't live for a hundred years. It's almost the same as living a hundred years."

Ye Jian outside was even more crying when she heard it.

While carefully feeding the old man millet porridge, Mr. Fu asked with a smile, "Why do you only live to one hundred and one hundred? Why don't you live to one hundred and two hundred and two?"

"It's just right, I'll live another hundred and one hundred. At that time, my eldest granddaughter was already married and had his own children. Her focus was on family, children, and work. How could I share her heart with this old bone? It's time to leave."

When I heard that Butler Fu's eyes suddenly felt sore.

He understood what the old man meant.

At that time, the ladies at home found a place to support themselves, with their lovers, children, and the company of another big family. With so much affection and care, the old man would not be so sad when he left at that time.

"You, you have been thinking about others all your life. When will you think about yourself?" Butler Fu said softly, and the voices of the big men from the Northeast were choked a little.

The old man still smiled calmly, "Thinking about others is also a living, and thinking about yourself is also a living. I, this old man, still like to live for others."

Be calm, casual, open and selfless, this is the quality of an old science like gold. It does not seek replies, does not seek gratitude, but only seeks to have a clear conscience.

Butler Fu didn't know what to say, so he let out a long "sigh" and said, "You..." Thousands of words were just inside this sound.

There was no chatting sound in the bedroom, and Ye Jian did not go in immediately. After wiped his tears, he quietly retreated. He retreated until she finally reached the living room before she could make a sound.

When the old man in the bedroom heard this, he immediately said, "Oh, it's here, hurry up, Xiaofu, let my eldest granddaughter come over. Also, I also asked her if breakfast is useful? Give her a bowl of millet porridge to nourish her stomach, so that she can't come and serve me again with empty hands."

So happy that he is like a child.

When he saw Ye Jian, the old man smiled at the corners of his eyes and said, "You kid, you are tired of training. If you have time, you should have a good rest. Don't run around."

"That won't be true. I can't accompany you normally. I have to come and accompany you during the holidays." Ye Jian held the small bowl placed in the bedside table, used his skillful feeding of the old man to drink millet porridge, and asked him how he was doing.
Chapter completed!