"Indeed, when I came here I was afraid of being targeted by someone who was interested, so I changed my appearance. I hope my grandfather and three uncles wouldn't be offended." Dao explained at the right time.
"Nothing, nothing, we can all understand. Good boy, I have made you feel wronged." Mr. Xiahou patted Dao's hand, then pulled him to his seat. As he walked, he ordered, "Xiao An, you
Why are you still dazed? Hurry up and ask the butler to bring someone in and pour tea for the guests."
"Uh...yes, yes." Xiahou'an came back to his senses, turned around and strode outside.
"Everyone, please sit down. We were rude just now." Xia Houhong pointed to the chair on the right and said to Yun Jingchu and the others.
“Mr.
After a while, the housekeeper came in with a few boys, quickly placed refreshments and fruits on the small table next to the people in the room, and then left at Xia Houhong's signal.
"Father, please let Qi'er sit down and talk. Now that Qi'er is back, there will be a long time to come. Father and Qi'er have plenty of time to cultivate their relationship." Xia Houhong smiled and said to the old man Xia Hou who was holding on to the knife.
"As a father, I just thought about how many years I haven't seen Qi'er. Now that I saw him for the first time, I was so excited. Qi'er, sit down, I have a lot to ask you." Mr. Xiahou blinked his face with tears in his eyes.
Eyes, pointing to the lower right corner of the head.
"Yes, grandpa." Dao took a few steps back and sat on the chair.
"Qi'er, tell my grandfather, how have you lived all these years? Twenty years ago, after I sent someone to escort you and your mother out of the palace, I never heard from you again. Later, I asked you to
My three uncles took people to look for you secretly, but no news was found. What happened? Where have you been all these years? How have you been? Have you suffered..." Mr. Xiahou said,
He became excited again and asked a series of questions.
"Okay, father, don't be impatient. Let Qi'er take a sip of water first, and then I'll tell you slowly. You asked a lot of questions, which one should Qi'er answer first?" Xia Houhong comforted Xia Hou with a smile.
Old man.
"Okay, okay, Qi'er, you are thirsty. Drink some tea first, and then talk to your grandfather." Mr. Xiahou nodded repeatedly.
"Yes." Dao is not thirsty, but he needs time to calm down, organize his thoughts, and organize his words. Moreover, he has a long paragraph to say next, and he also needs to replenish his saliva.
While looking at the knife and drinking water, Mr. Xiahou finally had time to turn his eyes to Yun Jingchu and the others...
"Father, they are Qi'er's friends. It is said that they are friends who have passed away." Xia Hohong said.
"Juniors have met the old man." Yun Jingchu and the others stood up and bowed to the old man Xiahou.
"You three don't have to be polite, please take a seat quickly. You are friends of Qi'er, friends of my Xiahou family. Thank you for taking care of Qi'er all these years." Mr. Xiahou said with a warm face.
This situation is already like falling in love with everyone.
"I don't dare to take it seriously. Brother Xuanyuan has been taking care of me for so many years." Yun Jingchu said quickly. What he said was completely true.
Except when she first kept the knife, later on, the knife was always working for her.