Although Nalan Zhili was rescued, his mind was still in a semi-confused and semi-awake state.
He kept muttering: "If I die, I can keep this secret."
Also, he kept saying that he could not do anything to disgrace Yang Jun.
After Nalan Zhili was rescued, he kept blaming Nalan Qingmeng for not saving him, but instead continued to get up and hang himself.
When Nalan Qingmeng heard that it was related to Yang Jun, he felt that perhaps only Yang Jun's coming could make his grandfather give up the idea of seeking death.
Therefore, she was looking for someone to watch her grandfather, but she ran to find Yang Jun herself.
"Mr. Yang, although I don't know what my grandfather's suicide has to do with you, I sincerely beg you, can you please persuade my grandfather not to commit suicide again."
There were two lines of tears hanging on Nalan Qingmeng's delicate face, and her beautiful eyes were full of pleading.
When Yang Jun heard this, his heart felt inexplicably painful.
Looking at this girl with a delicate and delicate face, Yang Jun's heart instantly softened.
It can be seen that the relationship between the grandfather and grandson is very good.
And Qingmeng there was also very filial, no wonder Nalan Zhili had great hopes for her.
"Miss Nalan, don't worry, I will definitely advise your grandfather."
"Thank you, Mr. Yang."
Following the direction given by Nalan Qingmeng, the car drove for more than half an hour before arriving at an exquisite courtyard house.
This is a small courtyard with a single courtyard. The courtyard is not big, with only a few rooms, and the scenery inside the courtyard is also very exquisite.
Judging from the age of the flowers and plants planted in the yard, this yard has been in operation for many years.
It can be seen that Nalan Zhili had long expected that the family would be separated one day, and this small courtyard was specially prepared for her granddaughter Nalan Qingmeng.
As soon as they entered the yard, Nalan Qingmeng led Yang Jun straight to the bedroom.
Lying on the bed was a skinny old man, his eyes closed tightly, looking as if he was out of breath.
It had only been a long time since we last saw him. The originally tall Na Wuye now looked like a veteran who had taken off his armor, hunched over and lying on the bed.
There was a long bruised and purple strangulation mark from his neck to the base of his ear, the strangulation marks left when he failed to hang himself.
Beside the bed, there was a woman in her forties sitting there with a worried look on her face.
When Nalan Qingmeng came back, he came up to him with a look of weight loss.
"Xiao Meng, you're finally back. Your grandfather just made two more troubles and almost tormented me to death."
As soon as he heard that his grandfather was seeking death and survival again, Nalan Qingmeng's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He grabbed the woman's arm and asked anxiously,
"Aunt Pan, nothing happened to my grandfather, right?"
After saying that, she was ready to test her grandfather's breath with her hands.
Aunt Pan saw this and quickly grabbed her.
"It's okay, it's okay. Your grandpa was tired from all the fuss and finally fell asleep. Don't wake him up."
Nalan Qingmeng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that his grandfather was okay.
"Aunt Pan, thank you."
After saying that, he bowed deeply to her.
"Xiaomeng, don't be like this. Neighbors should help each other."
Aunt Pan waved her hand and looked at the sky outside, with a troubled look on her face...
"Xiaomeng, look...it's getting late today, I..."
"Oh, Aunt Pan, thank you for today. Grandpa, I'm here to guard you. You can go back."
"Okay, I'll go back first. If it's your grandpa... you can call me next door at any time."
"Okay, Aunt Pan, thank you."
Nalan Qingmeng sent Aunt Pan to the door of the living room and came back.
She didn't dare to stay away, fearing that grandpa would be distracted from his thoughts for a while.
When something like this happened to the old man, none of the descendants came to take a look, which shows that there is no family affection in the big family.
Before the family was separated, the children and grandchildren were called filial piety, and the father and the elder were called short, and they hated each other.
I have to kneel down to make the old man happy.
After the separation, everyone lived their own lives. The old man's place was also hollowed out by them, and there was no profit to be made. Now that something like this happens to the old man, no one comes to take a look.
After Nalan Qingmeng returned to the bedroom, he and Yang Jun sat in front of the bed. The two of them looked longingly at Nalan Zhili, who was lying unconscious on the bed.
Maybe it was because I felt that a man and a woman were alone in the same room, so the atmosphere in the bedroom was a bit awkward.
Nalanqing dreamed that she could no longer guard the old man, and seemed to want to find something to say.
"Mr. Yang, I'm really sorry for calling you here so late at night."
Yang Jun smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. I have some fate with you two, so I should come over and take a look."
Seeing that Nalan Zhili hadn't woken up yet, Nalan Qingmeng combed the messy hair at his temples with his little finger and said awkwardly,
"Grandpa doesn't know when he will wake up yet. How about I cook some food for you."
Yang Jun was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then laughed.
Looking at Master Nawu lying on the bed, he said,
"Old man, if you keep pretending to sleep, I will really have to stay for dinner."
After Yang Jun finished speaking, Nalan Qingmeng looked at him in astonishment.
Then he glanced at Na Wuye who was lying on the bed, and saw movement on the bed.
Na Wuye slowly stretched his limbs, opened his eyes, looked at Yang Jun apologetically, and said with a wry smile.
"Xiao Yang, I really can't hide anything from you."
"Grandpa, you're awake."
Nalan Qingmeng happily ran to the bed, knelt there, held Na Wuye's hand with both hands and said,
"Grandpa, just wake up. I have invited Mr. Yang here. If there is any misunderstanding between you, just clarify it in person."
Nalan Zhili stroked her hair lovingly, and did not answer, but looked at Yang Jundao,
"Actually, I woke up when you first came here, but I didn't have the face to face you, so I kept pretending to be asleep."
After hearing this, Yang Jun smiled and said,
"Old man, why bother? If I knew your guarantee method was so radical, I wouldn't force you."
"Actually, you don't have to do this at all. I believe you just do it."
After Yang Jun finished speaking, he glanced at him, and then said solemnly: "I believe you are, and the previous agreement is invalid."
If he could fulfill his promise by dying, why would Yang Jun not believe him?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When Master Na Wu heard this, his eyes suddenly shone, but they soon dimmed.
He said dejectedly: "I, Nalan Zhili, have never broken my promise. How can I have the face to see others in the future?"
Yang Jun smiled and said: "Old man, I know you are a person who keeps promises. This time I took the initiative to cancel the contract. I don't count your breaking your promise. You can live in peace from now on."...
"Buying a house is a happy thing, but if it forces you to lose your life, that's not what I want to see."
"You, don't think about yourself, but also think about your favorite granddaughter. If you leave, your sons and grandsons will not be able to rob the house."
Upon hearing this, Nalan Zhili nodded slightly.
Yang Jun is right, he knows exactly what virtues his descendants have.
If he really kicks his legs, those descendants might rob the house.
"They dare!"
When Master Nawu heard this, he immediately sat up from the bed, looking very angry.
"As long as I'm here, I won't tolerate their arrogance."
"So, old man, you can't die for your granddaughter," Yang Jun said.
When Master Na Wu heard this, his face immediately showed embarrassment.
"Xiao Yang, that...really doesn't count as a broken promise?"
"It doesn't count!"
"Okay, you've already said so. If I continue to seek death and survival, it will be too pretentious."
Na Wu Ye then said: "Xiao Yang, don't worry, I will keep this secret in the coffin and no one will tell it."
He glanced at his granddaughter Nalan Qingmeng and added: "I won't even talk about my little dream."
Yang Jun nodded after hearing this.
There is still some trust.
The old man's ability to die to fulfill his promise shows that his character is trustworthy.
"Old man, this is the end of the matter. From now on, you can eat when you need to eat, drink when you need to drink, and when you have nothing to do, you can sing a little song and go around. If you are really bored, you might as well hire a concubine to relieve your pain.
It can relieve boredom."
When Master Na Wu heard this, his face turned red and he pointed at Yang Jun with a smile,
"Are you kidding me again?"
"The coffin I have is reserved for Xiaomeng's tuition and dowry, but I don't dare to mess around with it."
After hearing this, Yang Jun smiled and said, "Okay, seeing how fierce you are, I feel relieved."
The conversation between the two made Nalan Qingmeng's face turn red.
"Grandpa, you and Mr. Yang are chatting while I go make some food."
Watching grandpa untie his knot, Nalan Qingmeng finally felt relieved.
Yang Jun saw that she was going to cook and quickly stopped her.
"I won't stay for dinner. You two will chat slowly. I'll go back first."
As soon as they heard that Yang Jun was going back, they quickly got up to see him off.
"Xiao Yang, what happened today is that my old man can't stand you. How about I refund you five large yellow croakers?" Mr. Na Wu had a troubled look on his face.
"Old man, no need. Just keep those five large yellow croakers and treat them as hush money you paid for keeping this secret for me." Yang Jun said with a smile.
"That……"
"Okay, old man, I have to go back quickly, otherwise the family will be worried."
"Okay, then my old man won't keep you. Xiao Meng will send Xiao Yang off for me."
Na Wuye walked to the door of the living room and asked Nalan Qingmeng to see Yang Jun off for him.
"Okay, grandpa, you go back to the house and lie down for a while. I'll be back soon to cook for you."
After saying that, Nalan Qingmeng led Yang Jun out of the compound.
Come to the gate of the compound.
The two stood opposite each other.
Nalan Qingmeng's face was slightly red, and she was rubbing the corners of her clothes with her hands, looking uneasy.
"Mr. Yang, thank you, thank you for saving my grandfather's life."
"You're welcome, this is what I should do."
"No matter what, I have to thank you."
Nalan Qingmeng lowered his head, and the red patch on his neck reached behind his ears.
After the two of them finished speaking, no one spoke anymore, and they just sat there quietly.
After standing there for a long time, Yang Jun felt quite embarrassed, so he said,
"Well...if nothing happens, I'll go back first."
"Hmm..." Nalan Qingmeng snorted.
Yang Jun jumped into the car, started the car, looked at the shy Nalan Qingmeng and said,
"Go back. If anything happens, you can go directly to your home...and find me in the factory."
"Mr. Yang, thank you."
Seeing Yang Jun's car start slowly, Nalan Qingmeng blushed and summoned up the courage to say,
"Mr. Yang, can I come see you in two days?"
Yang Jun was startled and quickly stepped on the brakes.
"What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."
"nothing."
Nalan Qingmeng's face turned red, turned around and ran towards the courtyard.
"I hope we can keep in touch frequently in the future."
