Old Ye grabbed Xu Chunliang's hand, and his palms were a little cold. Xu Chunliang covered Old Ye's hand with both hands, trying to use this method to transmit the temperature to the depths of Old Ye's heart.
Old Ye whispered: "No one can blame Changyuan for his death."
Being able to say this proves that he has slowly let go of this matter, but the pain caused by this will never be overwhelmed.
Xu Chunliang said: "Sister Qingya has opened a homestay in Nanwan. In a few days, it will be the season for rapeseed flowers to bloom. Do you want to go and take a look?"
Mr. Ye shook his head: "I don't want to go anywhere, maybe I'm old and tired."
Xu Chunliang said: "Then let's take a walk near the capital."
Mr. Ye said: "You send me to a place tomorrow."
Xu Chunliang said: "Okay." Old Ye didn't say the specific location, and he didn't ask.
The place where Mr. Ye is going to be a former house he once lived in. The land is currently being demolished and the old house is gone. It is replaced by a construction site.
There are photos of past on the wall of the construction site. Mr. Ye stood in front of the photo and looked at it for a long time until a car drove over.
Xu Chunliang recognized the car from afar as Mr. Qiao's car, and was a little curious. He didn't know whether the two old men had made an appointment to meet here in advance or had they met by chance.
Mr. Qiao asked the driver to park the car and Xu Chunliang's car side by side. He got out of the car, leaning on a crutch in his hand, and walked towards Mr. Ye with a staggering pace. It was obvious that his physical condition was not good.
Xu Chunliang greeted him, Old Qiao smiled at him and took the initiative to greet him: "Chongliang."
Xu Chunliang said respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Qiao."
Old Qiao nodded and walked to Old Ye who had not turned back: "You're here first."
Only then did Old Ye turn his face and look at him: "I have always been like this."
Mr. Qiao said: "I'm not late, either."
Old Ye stared at his crutch: "What? He can't walk smoothly?"
Old Qiao sighed and said, "Old, I'm already on the way to meet Marx."
Mr. Ye said: "I have been on the road."
Old Qiao's eyes were turned to the photo on the wall: "It's finished demolishing, and the old house is gone."
Old Ye nodded in agreement: "I still remember in my heart that things in the past seemed to have happened yesterday."
Mr. Qiao said: "When people walk forward, they rarely look back. When they are used to stop and look back, they are already old."
Mr. Ye said: "You are the youngest of us three."
Old Qiao sighed and said, "My body is the worst one."
Mr. Ye said: "You are stronger than us."
Old Qiao said: "On the surface, only you know some of the hardships."
Mr. Ye said: "Looking back now, if we hadn't allowed the children to enter the system, maybe they would be happier than they are now."
"There are not so many ifs in this world." Old Qiao pointed at the ground with a crutch as he spoke.
Mr. Ye said: "You are fine, there are successors."
Old Qiao smiled bitterly and said, "Yuanjiang is about to retreat. He lacks political wisdom and has no room for improvement. Although Xiaoxue has entered the system, she should be reluctant in her heart. The main reason is that she doesn't want to disappoint me."
He did not mention Qiao Rulong, mainly because he was worried that it would cause Mr. Ye to be unhappy. The breakdown of the marriage between Qiao Rulong and Ye Qingya almost made the two families break up. After considering for a while, Mr. Qiao finally plucked up the courage and said, "Old Ye, I'm right
I can't live with you."
Old Ye shook his head: "No one is sorry to anyone. Some harm is not intentional. We are not gods, and it is impossible to control everything."
Old Qiao nodded.
Old Ye said: "How is Rulong's body recovering?"
Old Qiao sighed: "There is nothing serious about his body, but I feel that since something happened to him, his whole body has changed."
“Better or worse?”
Mr. Qiao had a serious expression: "I can't explain it clearly. It's like a different person. I've asked about it. His living habits and circle of friends have also changed."
Mr. Ye said: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and it's not our old guys who are worried about it."
Mr. Qiao said: "I really didn't expect you to ask me to meet you."
Old Ye said: "If you can meet, you will meet again, and you may not be able to see each other in the future."
Old Qiao smiled and said, "Are you cursing me?"
Old Ye shook his head: "I mean myself. I don't know what happened these two days. I always dreamed of those who have left. I don't know if it was a sign."
Old Qiao said: "Don't say such unlucky words, even if you are wearing a stylist, you will definitely be behind me."
Old Ye said: "I am older than you, do you plan to ask me to give it to you? It's obvious that I want to take advantage of me."
Old Qiao smiled and said, "There are no young and old on the road to the underworld."
The two stood there and chatted for an hour, and everything seemed to be back in the past.
When we parted, Mr. Qiao passed by Xu Chunliang and wanted to say something, but he still didn't say anything.
Mr. Ye got into the car and asked Xu Chunliang to take him home. Ye Qingya just called and asked where Xu Chunliang took his grandfather.
Xu Chunliang told her that she was already on the way back, and Ye Qingya said that Secretary Zhou had come to visit her grandfather.
When Mr. Ye returned home, Ye Qingya was chatting with Secretary Zhou. When Mr. Zhou saw Mr. Ye enter the house, he quickly stood up: "Mr. Ye, you are back."
Old Ye smiled indifferently: "Let Chunliang drive me around."
Xu Chunliang called out to Secretary Zhou. Secretary Zhou had just learned that he was coming to Beijing. This time, Secretary Zhou came to find Mr. Ye and had something to talk about alone, so the two went to the study.
Ye Qingya quietly called Xu Chunliang to her side: "Where have you gone?"
Xu Chunliang briefly said where he accompanied the old man to, but he did not mention the meeting with Mr. Qiao, which was also what Mr. Ye specifically explained.
Ye Qingya said: "Maybe people like nostalgia when they are old."
Xu Chunliang had an ominous premonition in his heart. Judging from what happened to him when he came to Beijing to see Mr. Ye this time, the old man was obviously preparing for the separation. Although Mr. Ye still looked tough, from his eyes
He could no longer find his desire for life, but Xu Chunliang finally couldn't help but say, "Sister Qingya, I also think my grandfather's condition is a bit wrong."
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Ye Qingya sighed and said, "I try to accompany him as much as possible. He has been quiet recently. He is not interested in talking to him. It's better if you come, at least you are willing to go out with you."
Xu Chunliang was about to say something, but when he saw Secretary Zhou coming out of the study, his expression on his face was a little solemn.
Ye Qingya signaled Xu Chunliang to see him off. After all, the Xu family and the Zhou family have a marriage relationship, and Secretary Zhou is Xu Chunliang's past old leader.
Xu Chunliang sent Secretary Zhou out.
Secretary Zhou turned around and looked at the Ye family and said, "Old Ye is old."
Xu Chunliang was stunned. Although Secretary Zhou had a close relationship with the Ye family, it was still a bit inappropriate to say this sentence from him.
Secretary Zhou reached out and patted Xu Chunliang on the shoulder and said, "Go back, it's dark, don't go the wrong way."
Xu Chunliang heard something in his words and looked at Secretary Zhou's face. Secretary Zhou took big steps. Although he was very big, his back was obviously a little hunched.
Xu Chunliang returned to Ye’s house and heard Ye Qingya say that his grandfather has not come out yet.
The two of them didn't dare to disturb them. After waiting for half an hour, they still didn't see any movement. Then they knocked on the door together. They then retreated when they heard no one answered.
Old Ye sat on a rattan chair with his back towards the door, looking out of the floor-to-ceiling window with his eyes. The night had already fallen, the sky was completely dark, the lights were on inside, and the scenery outside could not be seen at all.
Ye Qingya called out Grandpa worriedly.
Old Ye responded, weak and powerless: "I'm fine, I just want to be alone and calm."
Ye Qingya and Xu Chunliang looked at each other, and the two quietly retreated. They sat down outside without going far, and time passed by minute by minute.
The clock rang at 8 o'clock, and the closed study door finally opened again. Old Ye walked out with a staggering pace. Within the past few hours, he seemed to have been a few years older. Looking at the two people who were still waiting at the door, he
He sighed and said, "Don't worry about me, go back and rest."
Xu Chunliang and Ye Qingya got up and wanted to help him. Old Ye waved his hand and said he didn't need it. He said he wanted his granddaughter to accompany him and wanted to see the moon.
Ye Qingya quickly went to get his clothes, put them on, and accompanied him out.
Xu Chunliang originally wanted to follow him, but Old Ye said he wanted to say a few whispers to Ye Qingya.
Ye Qingya helped his grandfather out of the house. Old Ye looked up at the sky. The moon was particularly hazy tonight. Old Ye looked at the moon and shook his head, and said softly: "You don't need to support me, I can't walk."
Ye Qingya said: "Grandpa, I have collected an old house in Xiangyang Village, Nanling. The renovation has been completed. Can you come with me and see if it's okay?"
Old Ye looked at his granddaughter: "Nanling?"
Ye Qingya nodded and said, "It's Uncle Zhou's hometown, the scenery is particularly beautiful."
Old Ye said, "That's how good other people's hometown is, it's not as good as their own."
Ye Qingya said: "You only know when you go."
Old Ye's eyes suddenly froze in front of him, his throat moved, and he suddenly accelerated his pace. Ye Qingya was left behind by his grandfather's unexpected move.
"grandfather!"
Old Ye seemed to suddenly be full of youth, and walked forward with great strides, as if chasing something. Ye Qingya hurriedly chased after her and heard her grandfather shouting excitedly: "Changyuan, you are back...Changyuan..."
Then Old Ye's body was as if he was shot, and he threw himself forward, and Ye Qingya didn't even have time to support him.
Shortly after the grandfather and grandson went out, Xu Chunliang felt uneasy. He decided to come out and take a look. As soon as he walked out of the Ye family, he heard Ye Qingya's scream: "Grandpa!"
Xu Chunliang realized something was wrong and ran wildly in the direction of the sound. When he came close, he saw Ye Qingya who was panicked and Old Ye who had just fallen to the ground.
Xu Chunliang rushed to Old Ye's side as soon as possible, and his breath was gone, and his pulse was as if he had fallen into the sea. He judged that Old Ye had died before he fell.
"Chongliang, save him, save him quickly!"
Although Xu Chunliang is skilled in medical skills, he does not have the ability to revive the dead. Now he can only do his best to use his innate power.