"Ansan, you get out of the way, we want to see grandfather."
"The old man is still taking a nap, the two young masters may need to wait a while."
An Zizhao didn't dare to rush, and coughed slightly, "Okay, that grandfather is awake, you call us..."
"Who is outside?" An old and majestic voice came from inside the room.
An Zizhao shook his whole body, and instantly converged his slouching expression.
Quan Hanting also straightened his back subconsciously.
An San respectfully replied: "It's two young masters."
"Let them in."
An Junhuang just woke up from a nap, dressed in suitable casual clothes, looked casual and kind.
Although he is over 60 years old, his body is well maintained and his muscles are well-proportioned. If the white temples are ignored, his waist, legs, and arms are comparable to a young man in his 20s and 30s.
And all this is the result of self-discipline.
The old man not only strictly arranges the exercise time, he is more precise in the control of diet and daily life.
He is a Buddhist regimen, and he does it just like performing a task.
An uncle of the same age once asked him: Isn't this tiring
An Junhuang: If you can prolong your life, you won't feel tired.
Everyone said that the iron-blooded and fearless An Shao could not escape the vulgarity after all, because he was old and began to fear death.
But An Zizhao knew in his heart that his grandfather was not afraid of death, he was just afraid of walking in front of his grandmother and making her cry.
A man makes arrangements for birth, old age, sickness and death clearly, just to keep his woman from sad, which shows the depth of love.
"It's rare for you two to come together."
Quan Hanting pursed his lips, as if he was organizing language.
An Zizhao obediently poured a cup of hot tea for the old man: "You have something to drink?"
An Junhuang raised his hand to take it, and pointed to the sofa next to him: "Sit down and say."
The two dared not refute.
Although An Junhuang was completely retired after the transfer of the power of the settlement to Anjue, no one in the entire family dared to make trouble in front of him. Even if the former "dark emperor" played with his grandson, he was also majestic and majestic. The prestige is profound.
An Zizhao didn't talk nonsense, and said the whole story succinctly and clearly: "... My sister-in-law is angry, my brother is panicked, do you think of a way?"
An Junhuang didn't know what he thought of, his expression suddenly became quite subtle.
History is always surprisingly similar. The old man didn’t believe this before, but now...
"Ah! You run a trip at noon, just for this?"
Seeing that he was speaking lightly, An Zizhao quickly retorted: "My brother had a hard time having a girlfriend, and now his girlfriend is angry, that's the most important thing!"
Father: "Why come to ask me?"
"Ah... you can handle a sturdy woman like my grandmother. When I was young, I must be a master! If you don't look for you, who do you look for?"
Is it possible to find his expressionless dad
An Zizhao seriously suspects that if his mother hadn’t been raised by her side since she was a child, and she was a proactive, loving and hateful temperament, his father might never marry a daughter-in-law in his life, and he would not have his son at this moment. One.
An Junhuang was quite cold with the word "master".
Thinking that when he chased his wife back then, the difficulty was comparable to that of taking down half of An's country.
It's bitter, and now I think about it, I still linger in my heart, with a lot of emotion...
To say that this was answered by other women while taking a bath, it really happened back then.
An Zizhao looked terrified.
Quan Hanting's eyes gleamed: "How did my grandfather deal with it at the time?"
then…
"What are your three grandpas talking about? I heard the sound from a long distance." The old lady came in from the outside, put aside the freshly picked flowers from the garden, and took the handkerchief handed over and wiped her hands.
Then he sat next to An Junhuang with a look of "I want to join".
The three men present were silent at the same time.
The old lady raised her eyebrows, with a teasing tone in a leisurely tone. Don't have any deep meaning: "Why, I can't listen?"
An Zi Showa and Quan Hanting shook his head at the same time.
How dare they...
Ye Guxing turned to look at An Junhuang again.
The latter smiled: "There is nothing in this family that you can't listen to."
The old lady is satisfied.
The old man breathed a sigh of relief, the full desire to survive, it was impossible to look directly at him.
An Zizhao smiles: The old-age brand dog food is really fragrant!
Quan Hanting was taught: Well, I learned another trick!
The addition of the old lady made it impossible for the old man not to speak, because—
"Back then... Let your grandfather tell him, he knows best, right?"
An Junhuang was completely driven to the shelves by a duck at this moment.
If Ye Guxing hadn't come, he could still rely on his "grandfather" status to say something, not to say something, or beautify it, so that his behavior at the time did not sound like a second-second.
But as soon as the wife arrived, there was really no choice but to tell the truth.
"... At that time, your grandmother's cell phone couldn't get through. I was very anxious. Seeing that New Year's Eve was approaching, I couldn't go away. Cough... I asked everyone to help call..."
An Zizhao: "Everyone together?"
Quan Hanting: "Call?"
The old lady nodded affirmatively when she heard the words: "At that time, when I was out of town and staying in a hotel, I woke up with hundreds of missed calls, all of which were unknown numbers. There were many different types, including foreign and domestic ones. Regions, countries. I don’t know how he made these people obedient..."
Every region and every country, An Zizhao fell into contemplation, could it be—
"Grandfather let the guests on the island fight?"
An Junhuang hummed very low-key.
An Zizhao: "?!" There is actually this kind of operation
The cow is bursting!
What Quan Hanting was curious about was: "Those guests are willing to do this?" According to the situation in the year when they settled down, the guests who can be invited to the island are either rich or expensive. Many of them are on par with An Junhuang. Are those people really so obedient
Ye Guxing couldn't help but be curious.
The old man gave a light cough to cover up his embarrassment: "I promise that whoever can make a call will get the right to use the port of Victoria next year for a period of one year."
Ye Guxing: "!"
An Zizhao: Hiccup! There is so much dog food. Come on, hurt each other!
Quan Hanting: I don't seem to have the right to use the Victoria Harbour, but I have the right to use the wharf! But... the New Year’s Eve banquet is over, and the guests are almost gone...
"Did it finally get through?"
The old lady smiled and shook her head: "No."
"Then?"
after that…
Embarrassment flashed in An Junhuang's eyes, and the majestic old man suddenly showed this expression, and the two little ones almost didn't react.
See you a long time!
"Go ahead." The old man threw the pot to the old lady.
The latter's eyes were empty, seeming to be lost in memory...
An Junhuang failed to attend the New Year's Eve banquet that year because he rushed back to China to accompany her to celebrate the New Year.
For this reason, An Junhuang's mother flew into a rage on the island, and her dissatisfaction with Ye Guxing reached the extreme, and gradually turned into murderous intent.
An Zizhao: "Handsome!"
Quan Hanting nodded in agreement. He didn't expect that his grandfather would also be impulsive and desperate for love.