After pondering for a long time, Ye Hong finally decided to open the metal box.
The box was not locked and opened smoothly with a slight flip.
There was no earth-shattering movement, just an old-fashioned blue-covered booklet.
When you turn the first page, you will see a line of calligraphy written by Yu Yun Jing Long.
The writing is arranged in vertical rows from right to left, which is the writing style of the old era at first glance.
Ye Hong once saw a letter written by Ye Zhonglu himself, and immediately recognized it as his handwriting.
[Xiaohan, they are almost finding me again, I have no choice but to use this method.]
[Xiaohan, I swear that I will raise Xiaoer up safely.]
[Xiaohan, I failed again and can’t see the future.]
Ye Hong flipped through a few pages and found that it was a diary.
The person who wrote the diary should be Grandpa Ye Zhonglu.
The Xiao'er mentioned above must be Ye Hong's father Ye Xiao.
These diaries are gloomy and full of despair and negativity.
You can imagine how depressed Ye Zhonglu must have been while writing these diaries.
The more Ye Hong watched, the more frightened he became. He never expected that his usually resolute and unyielding grandfather would have so much sadness hidden in his heart.
He looked through it carefully and found that each diary mentioned a person—
[Xiaohan].
"Is it possible that this Xiaohan is grandma's name?!"
Ye Hong's eyes widened instantly.
The memory of grandma is almost as distant as that of my grandparents before they recognized each other.
Not to mention Ye Hong, even his father Ye Xiao has never seen his mother's face.
According to Ye Xiao, his grandmother died of dystocia when she was giving birth to him.
But of course, this news could only be told to him by his grandfather Ye Zhonglu.
But the strange thing is that there is no trace of grandma in the entire Ye family.
Name, biography, photos, relics... none of them.
As if it had become a taboo, Ye Zhonglu never allowed anyone to ask anything about her grandma.
When Ye Hong was a child, he also speculated whether his grandma had not died, but left Ye Zhonglu because of emotional problems.
That's why Ye Zhonglu became so angry that he blocked all information about grandma.
However, seeing this sincere diary and these heart-wrenching words, Ye Hong overturned this guess in an instant.
[Xiaohan, Xiaoer’s son, our grandson was born, I named him Hong.
The so-called scholar must be ambitious and have a long way to go.
I hope that Honger will be ambitious, broad-minded and tenacious.
But because of my status, I must keep a distance from Hong'er and his family, otherwise they will also be targeted.]
If it was just a guess, Ye Hong had already confirmed that Xiao Han in the diary was his grandmother.
At the end of this diary, it was also mentioned why those big Zhonglu kept a distance from Yehong and his family.
However, the diary came to an abrupt end.
Who is secretly watching and making Ye Zhonglu so afraid
Murderous aura began to appear in Ye Hong's cold eyes.
Ye Hong turned back again.
[Xiaohan, you may not believe it, but I picked up a baby girl by the creek today.
I don't know why, but I seem to see something like you in her.
Is it possible that you specially sent this person to accompany me
To commemorate this day, I named her Yexi]
Apparently, this is the origin of my sister-in-law Ye Xi.
But Ye Hong saw a key message from this diary.
[Did you specially send me to accompany me?]
If grandma had passed away, Ye Zhonglu would never have written this sentence in his diary.
In other words, grandma is probably still alive!
But why did Ye Zhonglu never mention this matter? What was his shocking reason
The last entry in the diary was from last year, when Ye Zhonglu had just left home and claimed to be traveling.
[Xiaohan, I didn’t expect Honger to give me such a big surprise!
His cooking talent has surpassed that of a chef like me!
No matter how slim the hope is, I'm going to give it a try!
You must wait for me!]
The style of this diary seems to be that of a different person. Contrary to the previous depressed state, it is full of excitement and excitement.
However, Ye Hong's eyes were fixed on the two words above.
[God of Cooking]!
If in the past, Ye Zhonglu, a man who had opened a snack bar all his life, called himself the God of Cooking, Ye Hong would definitely think that this old man was cute and stupid.
But after reading through this extraordinary diary, Ye Hong only had these two words echoing in his mind.
God of Cooking
In today's world, there are many people who call themselves chef gods.
It may be a top chef who is famous all over the world, or it may be the winner of a competition similar to the Master of Chefs.
It may also be the [Four Wonders of Cooking God] that is said to be the [Four Wonders that Shock the World]!
Thinking of those previous memories, an answer that surprised Ye Hong, but was inexplicably reasonable, was slowly taking shape in Ye Hong's mind.
His heart suddenly twitched, and the iron pot-shaped shadow suddenly became violent.
The huge pulling force was attacking the memory in Ye Hong's mind.
Even the contents of the diary I saw just now seem to be slowly being forgotten!
This strange power suddenly reminded Ye Hong of the meaning of his heart!
It also directly attacks the enemy's heart, which is similar to the pure black shadow in front of him.
After seeing through this, Ye Hong deliberately separated the part of the Tao of Heart from the originally integrated Ye Shen Dao.
Sure enough, when the Taoist intention of the heart came into contact with the shadows, those shadows immediately calmed down.
But it still hovered over Ye Hongxin's house and did not disperse.
Just when Ye Hong frowned and thought about how to solve this chronic disease, his ears suddenly twitched.
Two auras were approaching the courtyard.
But these two auras seemed to have some scruples, just wandering outside the yard and not daring to come in.
Ye Hong couldn't help but curl his lips slightly, but he recognized the owner of these two auras.
Outside the hospital.
A man and a woman were hiding in the shadows, looking at the yard solemnly.
The young man was unshaven, but his eyes were as bright as stars.
Under the old gray coat, the tip of an ancient sword was looming.
The woman next to him is petite and wearing an elegant green dress.
He is graceful and graceful, and seems to be a little older than the young man next to him.
But compared with her exquisite appearance, the woman's demeanor was a bit wild.
Two blushes stained her cheeks, probably from drinking just now.
The strong smell of alcohol wafting from his body made the young man in gray clothes next to him unable to hold his nose.
"Crazy bitch, can you stop causing trouble for me
I told you not to come, but you must come.
Just because you smell like drunk, the people in the yard would have noticed us long ago! "
The young man had a bad look on his face and looked quite helpless.
(End of chapter)