Yang Zimei regretted so much that she had been with Master for ten years, but she didn't leave a single photo of Master, let alone a group photo.
Keeping this photo with you can somewhat ease the feeling of missing Master.
"This is the only photo of me and the Taoist priest..."
Grandpa Liu is a little embarrassed.
"Grandpa, let me take it to the photo studio outside and take a photo."
Liu Tianyu said, "In this case, everyone can have it."
Grandpa Liu and Yang Zimei nodded.
Liu Tianyu took the photos and went out.
Yang Zimei pestered Grandpa Liu again, asking him to tell more about his master's deeds in the army that day.
While the two were chatting happily, a tall man walked in.
Seeing the man, Yang Zimei couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, "Zhutian, why are you here?"
"Zhu Tian?" The man looked at her in surprise.
Only then did Yang Zimei realize that this man looked a lot like Long Zhutian at first glance, but the color of his pupils was different.
Long Zhutian's pupils were so black that they looked blue, while his pupils were ordinary black, and his temperament was also different.
Although the man in front of him is tall, he wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a white shirt. He looks somewhat polite and elegant, and he is about thirty or forty years old.
"This is my son, Xiaoyu's uncle Liu Huanqing."
Grandpa Liu looked at her doubtfully and asked, "Do you know someone who looks a bit like him?"
Yang Zimei nodded.
"Dad, she is..." Liu Huanqing looked at Yang Zimei doubtfully.
"The disciple of an old comrade of mine came to see me." Grandpa Liu explained.
"Hello Uncle Liu, my name is Yang Zimei."
Although it felt a bit strange to call him Uncle Liu, Yang Zimei still did it.
"Hello." Liu Huanqing nodded towards her, put his briefcase on the mahogany chair, sat down, and looked at Yang Zimei.
Being looked at by a person who looked very similar to Long Zhutian, Yang Zimei felt really strange.
She really couldn't understand why this family looked so similar to Long Zhutian?
"Grandpa Liu, has your family always lived here before?"
Yang Zimei asked.
"Yes, we have been living here since my father. Why do you ask this, little girl?" Grandpa Liu replied.
"Uncle Liu looks so much like someone I know. Does Grandpa Liu have any other brothers and sisters?"
"I don't have any other brothers or sisters, but my father had a twin brother who was lost during the war and has no contact so far. My father has always regretted it. Do you know their connection?"
Grandpa Liu looked at her expectantly, "Can you tell me where they are now?"
Yang Zimei smiled bitterly and said, "You two look so similar, you can tell at a glance that you are connected by blood, but..."
She didn't know how to tell them about Long Zhutian's life experience.
Moreover, she didn't know whether he was Long Zhutian's grandfather or whether his grandfather had something to do with the Liu family.
"Grandpa Liu, I don't know the details. I just happen to know someone who looks a bit like you. When he comes back from the United States next time, I will bring him over. You can ask him for the details, okay.
?"
Yang Zimei said politely.
"Going to America?"
Grandpa Liu looked a little disappointed, "Then I'll leave it to you."
"Um."
Yang Zimei also hopes that Long Zhutian can have his own relatives and find his roots. In this case, his heart will be much warmer.