Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Nangong Qing immediately ran towards the phone, quickly picked up the phone, and asked crying: "Grandma... what's wrong with you?"
"I knew you were with Zhang Fan."
Nangong Ruoliu's feeble voice came from the microphone. If Nangong Qing had not been with Zhang Fan, it would not have been possible for him to cry and ask this question.
"You also know my situation, I can't survive."
Nangong Ruoliu continued.
"No, grandma, don't talk nonsense, don't say these depressing words, have you forgotten that Zhang Fan is a soul healer?
He can save you, he will definitely save you! Where are you now?
We’ll go find you now!”
Nangong Qing said quickly.
"The soul doctor can't save my life. Besides, I am willing to die."
Nangong Ruoliu said with a pleased voice.
Hearing Nangong Ruoliu's words, both Nangong Qing and Zhang Fan were stunned. How could anyone be willing to die?
"Grandma, are you talking nonsense?"
Nangong Qing asked while sobbing softly.
"I'm not talking nonsense. Although I am about to die, I am still conscious."
Nangong Ruoliu smiled, "As the saying goes, everyone is destined to die, which may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. I think my death this time is heavier than Mount Tai and is very valuable. Moreover, it has also opened up the knots in my heart that I have had for many years.
You should be happy for grandma, don't you want grandma to live in pain?"
"I don't want you to live in pain, but I don't want you to die either! I want to see you every day and live with you. What will I do if you leave?"
Nangong Qing cried harder and harder.
"You will eventually grow up, you will eventually become independent, you will eventually get married, and you will eventually leave me."
Nangong Ruoliu said with a smile, "We two will always have a time when the yin and yang are separated, it's just a matter of sooner or later.
You may also think that grandma is selfish and left you early in order to make her death worthwhile and live without pain.
Before leaving, grandma has something to tell you. Zhang Fan is a good young man. Follow him and practice hard, and you will achieve great success in the future.
Haven't you always wanted to know news about your parents?
This achievement of yours is the basis for you to know the news about your parents and find your parents.
Grandma will not talk about other things. You will definitely know why grandma died one day in the future. At that time, I believe you will understand grandma.
Come on, little girl!"
After these words fell, waves of blind sounds came from Nangong Qing's microphone.
"Grandma...grandma..." Nangongqing shouted twice heartbreakingly, and then dialed her grandma again, but the phone on the other end was already turned off. Nangongqing did this several times.
Finally, he fell to the ground with a "plop", raised his head and cried loudly.
For Nangong Qing, the sky fell for Nangong Qing. This blow was too big for her. The person who raised her left immediately without giving her even the slightest chance to prepare.
Zhang Fan, who grew up with his grandfather, could deeply understand Nangong Qing's feelings. Under such circumstances, Zhang Fan didn't know how to persuade him. Moreover, judging from Nangong Qing's appearance, Nangong Ruoliu was already dead.
Zhang Fan rubbed his hands, looked at Nangong Qing in front of him, and sighed softly.
Zhang Fan didn't know how to comment on this matter. He could only say, respect individual differences. Perhaps for Nangong Ruoliu, her death this time was really the most comfortable thing for her.
Nangong Qing cried like this for two hours, and Zhang Fan sat on the sofa with her for two hours.
Nangong Qing wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, struggled to stand up, and said: "Xiaofan, you go back to the house to rest, I will also go back to the house to rest."
After saying this, Nangong Qing walked towards his room.
Zhang Fan also returned to his room and rested.
The next day, the two of them planned to go out for a walk, but Nangong Qing was not in the right mood to go shopping. The whole day, Nangong Qing hid in his room, and Zhang Fan did not disturb her and stayed in his room.
While practicing, Zhang Fan received a call from Li Kengqiang. Li Kengqiang told Zhang Fan that he and his sister had arrived at the outskirts of the Changbai Mountain Scenic Area and were preparing to enter the scenic area. Everything was going smoothly now.
Just as Zhang Fan and Li Kengqiang hung up the phone, Zhang Fan's cell phone rang again. It was Huang Qingyun calling.
"Hey, Fatty..." Zhang Fan answered the phone and said.
"Brother Fan, are you in Pingshan?"
Huang Qingyun asked.
"No, I'm in the Northeast now. How is your life there?"
Zhang Fan asked with a smile.
"It's very good. I took my mother, her grandfather and the children over. It was a great time."
Huang Qingyun chuckled.
"Brother Fan, I'm calling this time because I have something to tell you."
Then, Huang Qingyun said in a serious tone, "Do you remember what I told you last time that the treasures on Tianshan Mountain are related to the treasures on Jade Dragon Snow Mountain?"
"Remember, I planned to visit Xinjiang last time, but I was too tired from working for the Federation, so I thought I'd talk about it next time."
Zhang Fan said, "What?
Do you have any new clues?"
"Well, Hua Leilei found a notebook written by her grandfather. There is some introduction about Tianshan in it, which may come in handy when you are looking for a treasure."
Huang Qingyun said, "Should I read it to you now or take a picture of it, or wait until you come back?"
"Let's talk about it when I get back. It won't be a day or two to go to Tianshan."
Zhang Fan replied.
"That's okay, then I won't talk to you anymore. I'm still installing electrical appliances here. Let's talk when we get back. Brother Fan, please pay attention to your safety."
Huang Qingyun warned.
On the morning of the third day, Nangong Qing quickly came to Zhang Fan with her eyes red and swollen, holding her mobile phone. However, after yesterday's preparation, Nangong Qing's mood was obviously better. What happened this time made her feel sad.
She endured tremendous torture, but it also made her grow a lot, and her eyes became a bit stronger and sharper.
"Xiaofan, Wang Hongwei's phone number."
Nangong Qingdao.
"Take it."
Zhang Fan responded.
Nangong Qing nodded, cleared his throat, and said: "Hello..."
"Master Nangong, didn't we agree to come over yesterday? Why didn't you two come over yesterday?"
There was a hint of displeasure in Wang Hongwei's voice.
"Something happened at home and someone died."
Nangong Qing answered directly.
Nangong Qing's very direct words choked back Wang Hongwei's words of complaint.
"Oh...that's it. My condolences, when do you plan to come over?
Do you have a plan?"
Wang Hongwei asked tentatively.
"There is no plan for when the matter will be resolved and when it will pass."