Liang Jian didn't say anything. The old man in the main seat smiled and asked softly: "What? Doesn't it suit your youngest eyes?"
Although the old man's voice was soft, the face of the boy with a flat head suddenly changed, and he hurriedly clarified to himself: "How could it be? Mr. Tang, your grandson is very handsome. I heard that he is still the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Taihe City. He is young.
It’s promising!”
The old man snorted, but said no more.
The youngest smiled awkwardly, with some sweat on his forehead.
Liang Jian was slightly surprised in his heart. The people in this room should not be ordinary people in terms of clothing. But the old man just said such a light sentence, which not only scared the youngest to sweat, but also made the whole room full of people.
There was more respect in his eyes when he looked at Liang Jian. Although these respects were basically not sincere. However, even so, it was enough to prove the old man's prestige among these people.
At this time, the old man spoke, his voice was soft and slow, and he seemed to be struggling: "I called you here today to announce something to you!"
Liang Jian already knew what was going on. When he heard what the old man said, Liang Jian had some complicated feelings in his heart. He saw the different expressions of the people here, and they should have guessed it. After all, in such a state, the old man suddenly
Liang Jian pushed it in front of everyone, his intention was very obvious.
So before the old man could say what he said, someone raised objections: "Master Tang, you have called everyone here today. You don't need to tell us, we know what is going on! As for me, it's still the same sentence, who can pass it on?"
I don’t have any objections, but it must be authentic Tang family blood!” After saying that, I didn’t forget to appeal to everyone: “Do you think so?”
Immediately, many people echoed: "Yes! Yes! What Lao Qi said makes sense!"
The old man looked at them one by one. Each one of them would lower their head after meeting the old man's eyes, except for the seventh one, who only flickered his eyes, but still held his head high.
The old man smiled and said two good words in succession. Then his face suddenly darkened and he said: "The ancients said that when people leave, the tea becomes cold. I haven't left yet, and the tea has become cold! It seems that each of you has become cold."
The wings are all hard!"
When Lao Qi heard this, his face turned pale and he hurriedly said: "Master Tang, that's not what I meant! You..."
"You don't need to explain!" The old man interrupted him, "Do you think I don't know what you have done in the past two years?"
Lao Qi's face turned a bit paler, and his hand on the table slowly retracted under the table!
"If I hadn't kept wiping your butt, do you think you would still be sitting here now?" The old man continued, his voice was very light, his tone was very calm, and there was no anger on his face, he was as calm as if he was talking about something.
It was a trivial matter in daily life. But the more ordinary it was, the more Liang Jian felt the weight and intimidation of the old man in front of him in the minds of these people.
Lao Qi also lowered his head. The old man looked at the others again and said: "I am old, but I am not stupid yet! I turn a blind eye to some things in daily life because I want to prevent you from caring about them all these years.
Good or bad all depends on my affection. Now that I can’t do it anymore, I have only one request for you. If you can do it, hello, I will die in peace. If you can’t do it...then don’t blame me for being cruel!"
There was silence in the house.
At this moment, the closed door suddenly opened again with a click. What came in was Tang Ningyi who was still out of breath, and Tang Jingyu who was following him.
The old man didn't even look at him. As soon as Tang Ning saw Liang Jian sitting next to the old man, her expression changed and she hid again. Tang Jingyu also saw it, with an angry look on his face, and was about to rush forward, but was grabbed by Tang Ning.
He stopped and silently shook his head at him.
"Sit down when you're here. You're standing there like a pillar. Do you still want me to ask you to sit down?" the old man said, showing some displeasure. As soon as Tangning walked to the empty seat on the other side of the old man, Tang Jingyu followed her.
past.
"Jingyu, get out!" Tang Yi looked at Tang Jingyu and said.
Tang Jingyu's suppressed 'small universe' suddenly exploded. He stared at Tang Yi and asked loudly: "Why! What qualifications do you have to order me out!"
"Then do I have the qualifications?" The old man turned around and asked him. Tang Jingyu, who had seemed to be speaking plausibly just now, was stunned for a moment. He wanted to open his mouth to explain, but the old man said something, and all the words were blocked in his throat.
.Tang Jingyu glared at Liang Jian hatefully, turned around and walked away.
The old man turned back to look at the room full of people. His breath was a little uneven. It seemed that he seemed calm just now, but in fact he may not really be calm.
After the old man calmed down, he continued what he said before: "I have only one request. After I die, what will happen when I am here, and how will you continue to do it." The old man paused, and then asked them: "I can do it.
?”
After everyone looked at each other, most of the people's eyes turned to Tang Ningyi who was opposite Liang Jian. Tang Ningyi leaned back in the chair and played with a jade brave in his hand without looking away. Everyone's eyes fell on him.
It was as if he didn't realize it.
The old man snorted lightly and asked, "Ning Yi, do you have anything to say?"
Tangning didn't even raise her head or move as she replied, "You've already made your decision, what else do I have to say?"
The old man looked at him for a while, narrowed his dull eyes, then smiled and said a good word.
Then he waved his hand, and the young man who had been standing behind him came up and held the handle of the wheelchair.
"Tang Yi will tell you the rest!" After saying that, he looked at Liang Jian: "Follow me!"
Liang Jian hesitated for a moment, then stood up, followed his wheelchair, and went out.
After the young man pushed the old man into the garden outside, he pushed him away. Liang Jian took over the young man's work, pushed the old man's wheelchair, and walked slowly.
For a long time, they didn't speak.
I don’t know how much time passed, but suddenly the old man sighed.
Liang Jian was distracted when he heard this voice and came back to his senses. At this time, he heard the old man slowly say: "In this life, at this moment, I can die without regrets!"
Liang Jian didn't know which moment he was referring to. Although he could vaguely guess it, he didn't really want to admit it. After the old man said this, he suddenly raised his hand and explored the air. Liang Jian didn't know.
What happened to me? I suddenly stretched out my hand.
The old man's hand was very thin. When he grabbed Liang Jian's hand, his fingers exerted such force that Liang Jian felt pain. Liang Jian endured it without making a sound and let him hold it.
The wind blew up and rolled up the blanket on the old man's knees. Liang Jian loosened the handle of the wheelchair with his other hand, took a step forward, bent down, and smoothed the blanket. When he raised his head, he looked towards the old man, but
I saw that he had his eyes closed and his face was peaceful. His chest seemed to have been hit hard by something. It was hard to tell whether it was painful or uncomfortable. His hand was still holding his, very tight, but it no longer held the same strength as before.
Liang Jian stared at him blankly for a long time. Suddenly, his hand loosened and fell on his knees. His head also hung down.
Liang Jian sat down next to the wheelchair. He looked at the sun that had fallen behind the mountains in the distance. The light on the horizon was dyed orange-red, but the temperature of the sun was gone in the wind.
He turned around to look at the old man who should be his grandfather, but when he closed his eyes, he never called him grandfather. And he didn't seem to mention it either.
Liang Jian recalled the scene when they first met. They were at war with each other, tit for tat, and no one would give in. Liang Jian suddenly felt that the two of them seemed to be somewhat similar, with the same stubbornness. Young people are called stubborn, and old people are called stubborn.
Liang Jian thought of Old Tang again, who was also a stubborn man.
I wonder how Old Tang would feel if he knew what was happening at this moment.
He suddenly wanted to call Xiang Jin, but thinking of her body, he hesitated and gave up.
When Tang Yi found him, the sky was already a little dark. When he saw the old man with his head hanging down, he immediately understood. He didn't say anything, he just followed Liang Jian's example and sat down on the other side of the wheelchair.
Let’s look at the increasingly crimson sunset over there.
It wasn't until it was completely dark that Tang Yi stood up, looked at the old man, and said, "Let's go home!" Liang Jian stood up and Tang Yi picked up the old man directly from the wheelchair.
When he was carried to the door of the villa, all the people in the room were already standing at the door of the villa. They seemed to have known about this for a long time. Liang Jian looked at Tang Yi and thought, when did he inform this?
Man, why didn't he feel it?
After Tang Yi sent the old man back to the villa, Liang Jian didn't stay long. He really didn't like the way these people looked at him. The arrangements for the old man's funeral started the next day, but Liang Jian didn't show up either. He accompanied Xiang Jin to the United States.
When he saw Yu Yue again, Yu Yue had changed a lot, and he was completely different from the person in his impression. Before Liang Jian got off the plane, he was worried that he would feel unnatural, but when they met in person, after the two looked at each other,
They laughed out loud in unison. With this smile, all the past events were forgotten.
This time, Xiang Jin's examination went smoothly, and all indicators were good. On the fifth day after arriving in the United States, Xiang Jin began to prepare for the operation. A week later, Xiang Jin recovered well after the operation. After more than ten days, Liang Jian was really
He couldn't let go of Taihe's situation, and Xiang Jin also saw that he was in Cao's camp and his heart was in Han, so he didn't keep him. Liang Jian immediately returned to the country.
After coming back, I had just landed, and as soon as I turned on my phone, I received a message from Xiao Wu.
"Hu Donglai is missing."
Liang Jian was shocked. When he went to the United States, Xiao Wu followed Tang Yi and helped him take care of Hu Donglai, who had been staying in the Tang family. According to Tang Yi, there were only two ways to snatch Hu Donglai away from the Tang family.
Possibly. One, take the documents approved by the national leaders, and two, bring a camp over.
Therefore, Liang Jian always believed that Hu Donglai was safe in the Tang family. Indeed, he was still safe before he got on the plane. But unexpectedly, Hu Donglai disappeared as soon as he got off the plane.
It was originally agreed that Xiao Wu would come to pick him up at the airport. Now that Hu Donglai was missing, Xiao Wu was busy looking for him and was delayed. Liang Jian had to call a taxi and rush to the villa that had been given to him.
Readers who like this book can read my second work: The Mystery of Quan Road: Step by Step Qingyun../book/yc/30424. The book has more than 600,000 words, and it will be more enjoyable to read it in one go. Thank you.