But even so, Jiang Huanqing was still very nervous when he really wanted to go.
"Do you want to prepare some more gifts?" Jiang Huanqing couldn't help asking.
Ji Yan was helpless, "Little aunt, you don't need to prepare anything, you and Huahua are the greatest gift!"
In fact, I really don't know what gift to bring.
After all, a family like the Ji family is rich and powerful, what can they lack? What else can be rare
What Jiang Huanqing prepared for the old man was a pair of handmade cloth shoes, made by herself, the size given by Ji Yan.
For the old man, Jiang Huanqing's father, Yun Hua's grandfather also prepared a pair of handmade cloth shoes and a can of wild camellia.
The one for brother Ji Changfeng was also a can of wild camellia, and the one for sister-in-law Ge Xuan was a can of nectar tea.
These were all the things that Jiang Huanqing packed up with his own hands in the spring, and he really didn't know what to give away.
From Jiangxi City to Jiangshi Airport, until boarding the plane, Jiang Huanqing was getting more and more nervous.
Ji Yan held Jiang Huanqing's hand directly, and began to change the subject: "Little aunt, I'm afraid I won't have much free time after I return to the imperial capital. The family has already agreed, and I may soon go to a place where no shit Place... little aunt, do you remember to visit me..."
"Where are you going?" Jiang Huanqing asked hurriedly.
"I don't know, I guess it's in Jiang Province, but I'm not sure yet. The place my dad found for me must be terribly remote. I'm afraid that I won't think about making progress in the rich and noble town..."
Yun Hua smiled and said, "It's only in the backcountry that you can show your talent more."
"Oh, Huahua, your ideological awareness can catch up with your uncle's. Your progress is so fast."
"That is."
A few people were chatting and laughing, but Jiang Huanqing's nervousness was finally lessened.
The plane landed at the Imperial Capital Airport.
When Ji Yan took Yun Hua and Jiang Huanqing down the hanging ladder, three black cars had already arrived on the tarmac.
Next to each car stood two men in suits and leather shoes.
In front of the front car stood an old man with silver hair.
"Grandpa Cen, why are you here?" Ji Yan hurried forward, "Little aunt, this is Grandpa Cen, I told you. Grandpa Cen, this is little aunt."
The moment the old man saw Jiang Huanqing, tears welled up in his eyes, and he grabbed Jiang Huanqing's hand: "Qingqing, you are Qingqing."
The old man is in his sixties, and he probably suffered from injuries when he was young. Now he is old and his body is failing. He is on crutches and cannot stand up straight.
But the spirit of the old man is very good, his eyes are frighteningly bright.
When he grabbed Jiang Huanqing, the old man's hands were shaking: "Qingqing, I have found you back. Even if my old Cen dies immediately, I can still close my eyes."
Jiang Huanqing was at a loss.
Ji Yan told her that Grandpa Cen was the old man's bodyguard when he was young. Ji Yan called him Grandpa Cen, and Jiang Huanqing should be called Uncle Cen.
When Jiang Huanqing was young, the old man ran all over the country and was never at home. If there was anything, he would always look for this Uncle Cen, and he had a deep relationship with Uncle Cen.
"Uncle Cen." Jiang Huanqing called out in a low voice, "I made you worry. I was too headstrong back then."
"It's not your fault." Old Cen's eyes were full of tears, "It's because I didn't take good care of you, and your uncle Yunzhong, Yunzhong told me before he left the last job that he finished that job. Just back down, he said he would look for you again... but we didn't wait for his return."
(end of this chapter)