Gu Qingjiu walked in the corridor and looked around.
"The decoration here hasn't changed much, it's the same as it was more than ten years ago."
"It looks familiar." Seeing Gu Qing looking around, Gu Cheng replied cheerfully: "Over the years, the old man has been talking about you and Qingcheng. If things here are damaged, they will be repaired as they are. I am afraid that you will feel uncomfortable when you come back.
strangeness."
Gu Qingjiu felt a warm current called family affection, which moved her.
But soon, her smile disappeared.
Four people took the elevator down from the second floor. Among them, three boys and girls were surrounded by an old man in a wheelchair, and they walked out talking and laughing.
When the four of them saw Gu Qingjiu and the others, they were also stunned.
Then, Gu Chengche spoke first: "Are you... Gu Qingjiu? Why are you here?"
The anger and disgust in his brows were self-evident. Gu Qingjiu didn't like being stared at by him like this.
This Gu Chengche is the son of his third uncle Gu Cheng, but he did not inherit his father's honest and simple character, but was more like his mother, unruly and willful.
Gu Qingjiu didn't like the tone in which he spoke to her. In terms of seniority, she was still his sister.
She knew that no one in the Gu family's age group liked her because she was her grandfather's favorite grandchild, but that was only because she looked similar to her mother.
Since they are family members, they should work together. Gu's future will be shared by them, and she does not want to take the initiative to create any rift with them.
As for how they view her, that's not something she can decide.
"I'm here to visit grandpa," Gu Qingjiu stepped forward, ignoring the three people staring at her with their own concerns, and squatted down to keep her eyes in line with Mr. Gu: "Grandpa, Qingjiu is back."
"Xiaojiu, is that you?" Mr. Gu used his somewhat cloudy eyes to carefully identify the granddaughter in front of him.
"It's really you, you woke up... great, great..."
He is old. When he reaches a certain age, his five senses begin to deteriorate, and people need to be very close to each other to be able to identify each other.
Gu Qingjiu's heart ached a little.
After not seeing each other for more than ten years, how could my grandpa have aged like this...
She still remembered that when she was a teenager, she played chess with her grandfather. Her grandfather refused to admit defeat and, like a naughty boy, asked the housekeeper to attract her attention and take the opportunity to change the game.
"I'm fine, you..." Gu Qingjiu's tone was choked, and she failed to raise the questions in her heart.
Gu Wenjin understood what she wanted to say and continued: "My father's illness is getting more and more serious. Some time ago, the doctor said that the old man has begun to show symptoms of memory loss, and in severe cases, it may evolve into... Alzheimer's disease.
"
When this was mentioned, everyone was silent.
Everyone originally had their own work to do. As soon as they heard that something happened to their father, they all squeezed out their free time to come here to discuss the outcome.
My father needs someone to take care of him.
Although there are many servants and housekeepers in the Gu residence, without family care, there is still no protection.
Several elders were worried: if they had to take care of their father personally, it would mean that their work would be delayed. Their jobs could not be relinquished in a short while. What they were in charge of was the lifeblood of the Gu family in various industries. Once they were delayed,
If you don't, you have failed to live up to the importance that your father places on you.
For a time, everyone was in a dilemma.
Gu Qing's nine words were astonishing: "Please let me take care of grandpa."
