That night, a car parked outside the store No. 44 Linxi Road.

It is still a bleak and deserted street. If someone observes it carefully, he will find that there is not even a bird here.

The only sound may be the sound of the wind and the crisp sound of a dead leaf that occasionally falls on the ground.

It was a low-key black Lamborghini, and the price was naturally not mentioned. In short, it added a hint of mystery to its high value.

"Grandma, please slow down."

A young man carefully opened the car door and helped an old woman down.

When the old woman saw the other party's careful movement, she couldn't help but feel funny: "Okay, don't be so careful, I'm pretty tough."

The young man scratched his head, looking very hard outside, and he couldn't see it at this time. He only had a silly aura and the admiration he felt when looking at the old man.

"Dad has made dozens of calls and asked me to take good care of you. If I don't do it, he will definitely fly over from the capital and chop me up."

Speaking of this, he frowned again, looked around, and said with a bad tone: "Grandma, you are over 70 years old. Who is the old friend you are worth coming from the capital?"

The young man is named Fu Zijin, who is from the capital, but now he has his own career in Jiangcheng.

In his heart, his grandmother is a hero. When her name is spoken, all the people in Huaguo will be moved by it.

She came from the most dangerous time of the country and has been until today.

In Fu Zijin's heart, there is no one in this world who is worth seeing from her grandmother from thousands of miles away from the capital.

There may have been one before, but after the one who died three years ago, there was no such thing as this world.

Even if the national leader of Huaguo is in person, he will meet his grandmother in person if he has anything to do.

"Did that person live in this area? It's strange that this area should have been in existence more than a hundred years ago. ZF has not developed this area. Could it be..."

Fu Zijin's expression became serious, and he asked in a low voice: "Grandma, is there a certain hero who likes to live in seclusion here? It's not right. I know those people, and no one seems to live here."

The old woman listened to her grandson's guess, and her eyes, which were still clear, seemed to be a little more moist.

She whispered, "It's just an old friend."

Grandma's old friend?

That should also be a respected senior.

Even though Fu Zijin was dissatisfied with someone, he asked his grandmother to travel thousands of miles, since he was the one who his grandmother wanted to flirt with, he still had to respect him.

"Shop No. 44, Linxi Road." Fu Zijin said the words on the somewhat old sign and muttered in her heart. This should be a shop from a hundred years ago, after all, there is no place to live in this area now.

The old woman hesitated and knocked on the door with excitement. The next moment, the door opened automatically.

"Ouch!" The young man was startled, but he soon returned to normal.

Although this door looks old, it should have been equipped with a voice control device. His reaction is really embarrassing.

"Here you come." A clear voice surprised Fu Zijin.

This sound...it's the sound of a young man.

He was still confused and saw a young man holding a black cat and wearing a robe in a Republic of China walking to the door step by step. Behind him was a room with a sense of age.

A kerosene light was behind the young man, and he walked against the light. Finally, when he saw his evil face, even if Fu Zijin himself was a good person, he couldn't help but take a breath.

But when the old woman saw his face, she laughed and tears fell: "You are so happy to see you."

you?

Fu Zijin's mouth twitched, wondering if he had heard it wrong. How could a great man like his grandmother call someone else?

Chen Lian looked at Guan Bing in front of him, and his emotions were a little ups and downs. He sighed: "I'm very happy too, come in first."

Fu Zijin was sure that he had heard it right now, at least it was true that the young man in front of him did not use respect when he spoke to his grandmother.

"You-" He was about to speak, and his grandmother seemed to know what he was going to say, and slapped him in the arm.

Fu Zijin was so surprised that he looked at his grandmother in disbelief, but only saw his grandmother saying to the young man with a little cramped attitude, "This is my grandson, I am still young and ignorant, don't be angry."

It's "you" again!

Fu Zijin can no longer deceive himself. His grandmother actually spoke honorifics to someone as big as him. Why?

"Well, I won't care about him."

Fu Zijin was so angry that he smoked on his head. Just as he was about to speak, his grandmother pushed him hard again, and then entered the strange room by herself. After she entered, the door closed again.

"Grandma!" Fu Zijin was a little anxious, but his grandma's voice was full of breath, "Elders, if you have something to say, you can play outside by yourself first."

Elders, are you having fun?

Fu Zijin only felt that his grandmother had become a different person.

Could it be...

Fu Zijin anxiously took out the phone and dialed his father's place: "Dad, to be honest, grandma, do you have any other children besides you?"

Fu Zijin thought, maybe the evil-looking young man just now was his grandmother's son or grandson?

It's very likely that the son.

In other words, he may have a little uncle...

"Boy, what stupid things are you saying! Don't you want to live anymore?"

However, his father was so shocked that he might have been really stupid just now.

*

Chen Lian made two cups of tea and smiled when he heard the movement outside.

"This is Zijin I have never seen. She is full of righteousness and good luck."

When Guan Bing heard Chen Lian say this, he was happy, "Is it really a godfather?"

Chen Lian sighed when he heard this long-lost title: "Of course, why would I lie to you? But Yuan Kang is already dead. You don't need to call him the name Godfather in the future. My name is Leng Chenlian now."

Guan Bing was silent.

Her father's name is Guanshu, and her mother's name is Qiao Shi'an.

The two of them died when she was only ten years old.

"Anyway, it was my godfather who raised me and you will always be the closest person to me." Guan Bing smiled, but tears kept falling. "I have been guessing that a person as powerful as my godfather, how could he die so silently? Now I guess right, godfather, you are still alive."

Seeing her like this, Chen Lian smiled, "I'm almost eighty and I'm still crying, so I don't feel embarrassed."

He reached out to wipe her tears, and then whispered: "I'm also wondering whether to see you. Until recently, two coincidental things happened, and I thought I'd better see you again."

"What's up?"

"First, I dreamed of your parents. It was indeed me who had failed to promise."

They did not die when Qiao Shian was forty years old.

Their life span was dead before they could be used up, which was his fault.
Chapter completed!