Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! I have only been away from home for more than half a month. Has this old house that has been sitting in for a hundred years changed hands?

When the middle-aged man in the suit heard my question, he continued to smile and said, "Yes, this is my home, but I rarely go home, so you may not know me!"

oh……

"Then where has my grandfather been?" I said, looking around, trying to find some clues.

Your grandpa?

"Who is your grandfather? Why did you come to my house to find your grandfather?"

The middle-aged man in the suit looked at me in confusion.

"My grandfather is Bai Renshi, the owner of this room. You ran to my house and even asked me who my grandfather is?" I looked back at him with some angrily.

"Ah, you are... Yiyang?"

The middle-aged man in suit stood up excitedly from the table.

"Yes, you look so similar to my grandfather. Are you mine..."

Speaking of this, I suddenly stopped.

I looked at the person in front of me who looked very similar to my grandfather again.

I was a little confused and timid in my heart.

Judging from his words and appearance, combined with his behavior on the lakeside that night, he is very likely to be the father I met!

"Yiyang, are you back?"

As I was thinking, my grandfather's voice sounded from the door of the courtyard.

Then I heard my grandmother shouting loudly: "Yiyang, my good grandson, you are back!"

I turned around quickly and saw that my grandfather and grandma were standing outside the gate of the yard, holding some vegetables in her hands.

It seems that he just came back from the ground.

After not seeing each other for half a month, my grandfather seemed to have grown a little older, and his face, which had already grown wrinkles, is now even more vicissitudes.

I don't know when some whiteness appeared on my head.

It was estimated that this time, the villagers practiced medicine, and then went to Yantuo Village to detoxify the monkey, which consumed a lot of my grandfather's efforts.

grandfather!

I looked at the old man who was somewhat vicissitudes in front of me, screamed excitedly, and rushed towards my grandfather's arms.

Grandpa opened his arms from afar and hugged me into his arms.

Feeling grandpa’s warm embrace and hearing grandma’s earnest care, I suddenly felt like I was filled with grievances and actually started crying.

"Yiyang, don't cry, don't cry!" Grandpa hugged me with his right hand, and gently stroked my back with his left hand.

I don't think I will forget that warm and gentle feeling in my life.

After rushing into my grandfather's arms and crying pretentiously for a while, my whole body felt much better, so I slowly broke away from my grandfather's arms, hugged my hazy tears, and choked and said, "Grandpa, I miss you."

Grandpa lowered his head and smiled at me, responding in an extremely doting tone: "Yiyang, Grandpa misses you too."

"Let's go, let's go to the house and sit down and relax."

After saying that, without waiting for my answer, my grandfather stretched out his solid and powerful arms to pick me up, and walked into the house with great strides.

The middle-aged man in the suit who was originally sitting in the main hall saw his grandfather walking into the house with me in his arms, immediately stood up straight from the stool and called respectfully: "Father".

Grandpa nodded at him, put me down, then looked at me, and said kindly and kindly: "Yiyang, let me introduce you to him, he is your dear..."

"I know, he is my dad!"

Before my grandfather finished speaking, I interrupted him excitedly. Then, regardless of the surprise eyes of the two people, I rushed to the middle-aged man in the suit and asked loudly: "Where have you been there all these years? Why have you never come back to see me, even if you don't even have a glance."

"Yiyang... listen to me explain to you..."

"I don't listen, I don't listen!!!"

I rudely interrupted the middle-aged man in the suit, and then ran to him regardless of everything, hugged his waist tightly, and burst into tears with grievance.

Everyone says that Tianhong’s life experience is pitiful, but in fact I am not much better than him.

Although his father passed away early, he at least felt the warmth of fatherly love, even if it was short-lived.

And what about me?

I have never seen my father look like.

When I was a child, when I asked about my father, my grandfather always evasively and never gave me even a positive answer.

Over time, I stopped asking about my father. I knew very clearly that my grandfather would not tell me.

But after returning home today, I suddenly saw this middle-aged man who looked exactly like my grandfather, and remembered that when he was talking to himself in the mysterious forest to the lakeside, he called out the name Yang'er.

These two things overlap, and I have no reason not to believe that the middle-aged man who looks quite handsome and has a good temperament is not my father I have ever met.

The middle-aged man in the suit obviously didn't expect that I would run over to hug his thighs so impulsively, so he seemed a little surprised for a moment. I even obviously felt that he seemed to tremble.

But soon he regained his previous calmness and slowly stretched out his left hand and gently and lovingly stroked the top of my head.

As his big hands gently slid on my head, a strange feeling also arose in my heart.

It was an impulse that I had before, and I wanted to call him dad immediately.

Of course, it is also possible that this consciousness has been hidden in the heart for too many years, but it has only exploded today.

After all, I have seen my father since I can remember, and I know nothing about what he looks like and how he is.

And the person who calls my grandfather the father in front of me is obviously my closest relative!

After a while, my crying gradually subsided, and the middle-aged man in the suit slowly stopped his hand.

I raised my hazy tearful eyes and looked at the man who gave me a strange feeling, and asked with some disconfidence: "You are my father, right?"

The middle-aged man in the suit smiled and shook his head, responding in a loving tone: "Yang'er, I'm not your father, but I love you the same as your father."

"You...are you not my dad?"

When I heard the man in front of me denial, I felt like I was hit by five thunder, and my mind suddenly became blank.

I almost suffocated.

This man who looks exactly like my grandfather, this man who looks like he loves me deeply is not my father?

Then where did I come from?

I kept asking myself in my heart.

Maybe the middle-aged man in the suit noticed the change in my expression, so he didn't pause for long, and he immediately explained: "Yang'er, listen to me, I am your uncle, my name is Bai Ruofeng."

"Your father is Bai Ruoyun, and he is a twin brother with me..."

"Then where did my dad go?"
Chapter completed!