She didn't even want to cover up her expression, but she still couldn't do it.

After all, my husband Mu Rufeng's eyes are so sharp that he can see his abnormality as if he is watching the fire.

Even though Yiqiao changed her skirt and did what she said nonsense, she still couldn't escape that look.

Mu Rufeng's eyes.

He walked out and smiled reluctantly, "Don't urge him, he's just changing his skirt."

Mu Rufeng stood, stretched out his hand, holding Yiqiao's hand beside him.

For a moment, she stood still.

A low voice sounded behind him.

"You're crying."

Yiqiao: "..."

Did my husband see it? Did he find it? Did he not wipe his tears clean?

"No." Yiqiao turned around and forced a smile, "I'm really just changing my skirt."

Mu Rufeng looked straight into her eyes and said in that slightly commanding tone, "Your eyes can't deceive me."

Yiqiao has heard countless replies like this.

But in fact, she believed it.

Sometimes, two close people can really feel the unusualness of each other.

Yiqiao's momentum became weaker, and she told the truth, "I just thought about your broken legs and felt a little sad. Then... I couldn't hold back my tears. I..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Rufeng stretched out his hands and surrounded Yiqiao's body.

He hugged so tightly.

There was a hint of uneasiness in his tone, "I'm sorry, I worry you. But Yiqiao, I finally fulfilled my promise to you. Now, I... stand in front of you very well." He pressed his face against Yiqiao's face, "Don't look at the steel plates in his legs, I'm actually quite grateful to them. Without them, how could I walk towards you whom I love deeply?"

His thin lips moved from his forehead to his nose bridge, then to his lips, holding his wife's chin in both hands, and kissing deeply.

In the kitchen, the aroma of dishes served on the plate floated out and fell on the tip of the nose.

Yi Qiao reached out and patted the man on the back, reminding him, "I'm hungry?"

Mu Rufeng let go, stepped back, and placed his hands on Yiqiao's shoulder, "Will you eat?"

Turn around and leave.

Yiqiao couldn't help it.

"Rufeng, I've always wanted to ask you?"

"What?"

"You are discharged from the army, do you... do you regret it?" Yi Qiao asked, and then he felt that he was asking, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought up my sadness."

But I didn't know that Mu Rufeng looked at Yiqiao very seriously and said, "Actually, when I was discharged from the army that day, I felt a little reluctant. I couldn't bear the heavy gun I couldn't bear to hold, those enthusiastic comrades-in-arms, those leaders who were raising their lives, and even more reluctant to give up the military uniforms I wore. But there are also benefits. At least I no longer bear the responsibilities I always keep in mind on my shoulders every day. I finally have the opportunity, energy, to protect the person I love the most, and to protect... you."

Thinking about his wife being kidnapped, jailed, imprisoned, banned, and being given a hallucination medicine, thinking about being injured and taking care of himself, thinking about the matter of lawsuits, he was not around him.

He began to blame himself, why did he blame himself for being a soldier?

I can't bear to let my wife suffer, and I can't bear to take off my military uniform, and give up the great opportunity to deal with drug and owl!

At that time, in order to save his comrades, he fell into the hands of the enemy.

When the poison and Xiao's gun pointed at his head, he suddenly remembered himself, the most important thing in his life.

That home.

Especially Yiqiao, who has been with me for a lifetime.

He felt uncomfortable.

Because of unwillingness, he released the strongest power in his body.

In the end, he only had his legs broken.

And the poison, Xiao was strangled to death by him on the spot.

After doing all that, he smiled unnaturally, and was also in pain because he saw his legs fractured and his blood was flowing continuously.

In the end... are you going to lose your promise to your wife Yiqiao?

When he was in a state of grief, the rescued comrade carried him into the hospital.

The military doctors were asked to perform surgery on Mu Rufeng as quickly as possible.

Mu Rufeng ended up doing surgery and injecting steel plates, so that his legs were not destroyed.

What's more, the military doctors are skilled and have performed the surgery very successfully.

When Mu Rufeng rested for more than a month and found that he could stand up.

He hugged the comrade happily, wanting to thank him for his kindness, saying that he saved everything about himself.

The comrade wiped his tears and looked at him with respect.

He said that without Mu Rufeng's rescue, he might have lost his life. And Mu Rufeng's rescue allowed him to save his life.

This is the precious love between comrades on the battlefield.

Mu Rufeng pulled his wife Yiqiao to sit on the stool and went into the kitchen to serve the dishes. He said happily, "After a year, the steel plate in my legs can be taken out."

Yiqiao was bitter, "It will hurt!"

"No!" Mu Rufeng pinched Yiqiao's nose with his palm, "When the operation is done, the eyes will be closed, and it will be dawn. Then, you can see Yiqiao who is waiting for me."

Infected by his humor, Yiqiao smiled unconsciously.

"To be honest, if you want to say it hurts, it is still not as painful as Yiqiao's childbirth." Mu Rufeng felt guilty, "I really hope you are a man, I am a woman in the next life, and I will give birth to Yiqiao's child."

Yiqiao pouted, "I'm determined, I'll be a man in the next life, and you'll be a woman."

"Okay." Mu Rufeng smiled sweetly.

The couple was having a meal and talked about their two children.

Yiqiao told the child's father that his son Mu Yang had something important to him and he would not go home for the summer vacation. His daughter Mu Yan would go out with Xiao Qi and Lao Tang when she made an appointment. Therefore, this summer vacation may be relatively quiet.

Mu Rufeng laughed, "Don't you feel silent, lonely?"

"It's enough to be with me like the wind!" In Yiqiao's eyes, he never felt that he could rely on children in his life after giving birth.

She just felt that the child was the crystallization of their love and the continuation of their love.

"My good Yiqiao..."

Yi Qiao's feet touched Mu Rufeng's feet under the table, with a soft light on the corner of her eyes, "Rufeng, you have been discharged from the army, is it proof that you can sleep with me until it will naturally bright in the morning."

Mu Rufeng nodded and smiled, "That's right."

"That... does not mean that we have been alone for a long time, so where do we want to go?"

Mu Rufeng was still favored and replied drowningly, "That's right, it's good to follow the overseas Chinese. That's the reason."

"Ah, then I'm so happy." Yiqiao held his chin and imagined the next beautiful life, a warm current flowed through his heart.

Happy days begin now.

...

In the study room.

A gray-haired old man was sitting in the study wearing reading glasses.

Under the desk lamp, looking at the photo in your hand.

The photo shows a young man in military uniform.

The eyes were as sharp as usual, like a wolf, with a handsome and elegant face.

Holding a gun in his hand.

This photo is a photo of the old man's son during his lifetime.

His son had already passed away because of his mission.

Over the years, he has never missed his young son.

His youngest son has a bright and gentle look.

The man in this photo is named Song Yang.

He is Yan Zhen’s husband, the eldest daughter of the Yan family.

Suddenly, there was a sound of leather boots falling to the ground.

A butler who looked in his forties or fifties walked in with a majestic look. He looked at the old man in front of him and said respectfully and peacefully, "Master, Meng Chang has found it."

"How is it?" The old man stood up in shock.

He quickly walked to the front of the butler, "What news has been found?"

"Master, let Meng Chang tell you in person." The butler turned around and quickly called his son with outstanding ability to enter the study.

When Meng Chang arrived, he bowed to the old man and said, "Master, Meng Chang found out. In order to sneak into the villa, the eldest lady got married with Gu Tianchi's son Yi. Yizhi treats her well. However, the eldest lady's purpose was exposed, so she was assassinated by Gu Tianchi. Her tombstone is in the Ten Gang Park. Every time you go to mourn."

After saying that, he took out two photos from his pocket and handed them to the old man, "The young lady has gone crazy because of her child being abandoned. Over the years, she has been taken by a doctor named Li Cheng. The eldest young master is unknown. The young master, and Meng Chang asked Jin Niang, the butler of the Yan family, that the young master was sent to the Mu family and raised by the chairman of the Mu family. Now... she is also a soldier. In this photo, one is the young lady who is sick. The other is the young master Mu Rufeng."

"People... are still alive?" The old man cried with joy, "That's great, it's really great. Ayang still has blood in the world." The old man walked behind, held the crutch, and prepared to go downstairs.

This old man is ninety years old, but because of his strong body, he does not seem to be vicissitudes.

He stepped down the wooden stairs and smiled at his eldest son Song Hui and said, "Ah Hui, your second brother's wife and son have been found, have you found it?"

The man named Song Hui forced a smile on his face, but he had another thought in his heart.

He felt uneasy.

As soon as he got home, he said to his son Song Qi, "Qi'er, this time something big has happened. Your grandfather tried his best to find your second uncle's wife and son. Now, he is preparing to pick them up."

Song Qi was just a playboy, and his scheming was as deep as his father. After hearing this, he was anxious, "Then... Dad, we can't sit still and wait for death. This... If they come back, can this family still have our foothold?"

"But what should we do? Don't we still have to endure it?" Song Hui said with a wry smile, "How rigorous the old man is in daily life? If he hadn't found out, he would never have wanted to pick them up at this time."

Song Qi immediately suggested, "Dad, don't be afraid, I don't believe it. Once they come back, they can steal our status. No matter how frivolous we are, we are the real Song family. After so many years in the Song family, the floor has been fixed. What can they do to us when they come back halfway?"

Song Hui patted his son's shoulder and smiled proudly, "That's right. How can we say it? We already have real power in the Song family. What can they do to us when they come back halfway?"

The Song family has a lot of money.

Song Yang died, and his sister Song Ling was framed for investigating the Yan family. Therefore, the only heir of Song Hui was left in the Song family.

As long as the old man passed away.

They are the absolute heirs.

But Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, and Song Yang and the son of the eldest daughter of the Yan family... were still alive.

This can give them a headache.

Song Hui scratched the back of his head, "Actually, dad is not afraid of those two people, but his grandfather is afraid of him. He never thought of letting us be heirs at all."

"Ah, grandpa would he do this?"

Song Hui was so sad that he explained the reason incisively, "I bet and bet back then, but he was determined to chop your father's fingers. If it weren't for your grandmother's stopping him, I might have lost my hands."

Song Qi rolled his eyes and whispered, "Dad, do you have the nerve to say this kind of thing?"

Song Hui glared at his son.

Mid-August.

The housekeeper begged his son Meng Chang to take the old man's letters and tokens to go to Y City.

At that time, the car will drive and go straight to Lanteng Group.

There, I plan to meet the young master.

When the eldest brother Mu Shuming was processing the documents, he heard that someone came to the company to find his third brother, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"I'll go out!" Mu Shuming said, walked out of the office and planned to go to the lobby.

At that time, I saw a handsome man with yellow hair, a suit and leather boots.

He hesitated and asked, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Meng Chang squinted his eyes and was very respectful, "Sorry, I'm upset now."

The eldest brother Mu Shuming was startled by his bow and apologizing.

He asked stammeringly, "You...you...what are you?"

"Is it Mr. Mu Rufeng?" Meng Chang abruptly and then asked, "That's right, I'm entrusted by my master to come and find Mr. Mu Rufeng. I don't know where he is now?"

The eldest brother Mu Shuming was shocked by this behavior and quickly replied, "It turns out that he is looking for my third brother, he... he is in the Mu family community." He asked his assistant to find paper, write down his third brother's home address, and give it to the other party.

Meng Chang went there happily.

Enter the Mu Family Community.

Come to three buildings.

Below, he walked in.

Because he wandered around the hall for a long time, it attracted the attention of Yi Qiao, who was throwing garbage.

When she got on the elevator, she asked enthusiastically, "Which floor do you want to go to?"

Meng Chang stretched out four fingers.

Yiqiao nodded clearly, "Is it the fourth floor?" and smiled, "I'm also the fourth floor, just right together."

After pressing the number four, the elevator stopped shortly after.

The elevator door opened and Yiqiao walked out.

While walking, I looked at Meng Chang opposite him, "There are three companies on this floor. You can look at the number."

"067." Meng Chang thought for a moment.

Yiqiao's body froze.

His eyes looked at the other person deeply.

"Who are you looking for?" Although his tone was gentle, it also had attack, attack, and sex.

She was afraid that the other party would be a bad guy with bad intentions.

"Look for Mr. Mu Rufeng, Miss, do you... know where he lives?"

Yiqiao shook her head, "I...I..." She wanted to be perfunctory, but she was afraid that she was a friend with her husband Mu Rufeng, so she endured it and told the truth, "He is here, hello, who are you?"

Meng Chang stretched out his hand and looked sincere, "My name is Meng Chang. I ask my master's order to come and find the young master."

Yiqiao opened the door and let the other party in, "Then... come in!"

When Meng Chang saw Yiqiao telling him this, he subconsciously understood that Yiqiao might be the young master's wife.

Therefore, his behavior became more respectful.

Yiqiao poured him a glass of water and handed it out, "Mr. Meng, come, have a glass of water?"

"Thank you, Miss." President Meng stood up, lowered his head slightly, and took the warm boiled water handed over by Yiqiao with both hands.

He raised his head and drank it gently on the table. Looking back at Yiqiao, he found that she was beautiful and had very beautiful eyes. A white skirt that was very elegant when worn.

The two rows of eyelids flashed like fans as they opened their mouths.

"Miss, you are Mr. Mu Rufeng..." Meng Chang felt it was necessary to inquire clearly. If he returned to Yuanchuan like this, he would also go home to report to the master.

Yiqiao felt that he had a strong identity, and saw that he was humble and generous, so he smiled gently, "The Mu Rufeng you mentioned is my husband. Is there anything you need to do with him?"

Hearing this relationship, Meng Chang smiled, then took out a letter from his pocket, and then put the important things on the table, "This is what my master dragged me to Mr. Mu Rufeng. These things just prove the relationship between Mr. Mu Rufeng and my master."

Yiqiao was stunned and suddenly smiled and pointed at the things on the table, "This... these, Mr. Meng, you didn't lie to me, you mean, my husband and relatives are in the world."

Meng Chang was stunned and nodded suspiciously, "Yes."

"So where is the master you mentioned? What is his relationship with my husband?" Yi Qiao's reason for being so excited and anxious was that she hoped that her husband could have a home in this world.

At first, Meng Chang thought that the Yiqiao Association did not believe it or even doubted it, but not only did the other party not have any doubts, he also happily asked himself, where is the master and can he meet?

This made Meng Chang very happy.

When Yiqiao called Mu Rufeng back, the three of them were together and had dinner and chatting.

Mu Rufeng's expression was lukewarm and didn't care much about having family members in the world. However, because his wife Yiqiao, the one who loved her hoped that she could have relatives in this world was so curious.

"So can Mr. Meng tell me what is my father's name?"

Meng Chang replied with a smile, took out Song Yang's photo and pushed it between the two.

The eyebrows and eyes were like Musuo.

At the same time, because Song Yang is also a soldier, Mu Rufeng respects this person more.

Meng Chang had long been worried that the two of them would suspect it, so he went to the army to find out the company, the rank and rank of the young master Song Yang when he was alive, including some comrades who knew him.

Among them, he mentioned Huang Zhongyi.

Huang Zhongyi is his leader.

Mu Rufeng was surprised and went to inquire with his leader the next day.

The leader burst into tears when he heard the word Song Yang. So he explained the details of his relationship with Song Yang in the company and how the other party sacrificed.

He even talked about Song Yang and Yan Zhen’s marriage with Mu Rufeng.

"Rufeng, I originally wanted to find Miss Yan's family, but after searching for so long, I didn't know where Miss Yan's family went. Later, I heard that she was taken abroad for treatment."

Mu Rufeng asked sadly, "So, do you know where your comrades' hometown is?"

The leader said without hesitation, "Of course I know, in Haragua. I've been there at that time. The old man is in a tough body and treats people kindly!"

The news said was not in any way different from what Meng Chang said, so Mu Rufeng believed his words.

When he got home, he called Meng Chang and said that he was willing to follow the other party to Harakawa to see his grandfather tomorrow.

Meng Chang nodded, and immediately called the master in Yuanchuan, explaining the young master Mu Rufeng's attitude of recognizing his relatives and going home.

The old man danced and praised the butler's son, Chang Meng, for his high efficiency in his work.

Meng Wei smiled silly, "Master, it's not that Meng Chang is efficient in doing things, but that the young master is eager to be close to him."

With such a high emotional intelligence, no wonder the old man regarded him as his confidant.

"Meng Wei, go down and prepare. Clean up a room and come out. It turns out that the grandson will not only come back on the day, but also bring the grandson's wife back. Meng Chang said that the grandson's wife is very beautiful."

"Is that right?" Meng Wei was happy for the old man. "Don't worry, Master, Meng Wei will go down and prepare immediately, so he will not let the young master and the young lady encounter troubles."

"Well, then I'll feel relieved." The old man sat back on his hands, then took out a photo of his son Song Yang from the drawer.

The rough palm gently stroked the photo of his son.

"Ayang, Dad has brought your son and wife back for you. You can feel at ease. Also, don't be afraid. Even if Dad dies, he will definitely arrange your son and wife properly." He picked up the photo and kissed his favorite youngest son Song Yang's face, "It's a pity that you left early and can't see your son's excellent appearance, nor can you see your son get married and start a business. However, don't feel regretful, Dad understands it for you. Wait until Dad goes down to find you and then tell you in detail." This sentence not only shows the old man's remembrance and longing for his son Song Yang, but also shows his melancholy and pain when a white-haired man gives birth to a black-haired man.

...

At the end of August.

Yiqiao and Mu Rufeng packed their luggage and prepared to go to Harachuan.

去时,天不如七月那么燥热了.

I took a car and arrived in Harakawa for one day.

The car was walking in the suburbs and the temperature dropped sharply.

The trees around are full of tides.

Yiqiao was wearing an off-shoulder skirt, and at this moment she was caught in a can of cold wind, and she felt her whole body trembling.

Mu Rufeng sat next to him, quickly took off his coat and put it on Yiqiao's body, "When you arrive, you must change your clothes."

Yiqiao shook her head and smirked, "Not cold."

Mu Rufeng lowered his voice, "You have trembled four times."

Yiqiao buried her head and blushed embarrassedly.

...

Car parking in the backyard.

Eight servants greeted at the door.

The old man stood in the middle, holding a lacquered wooden crutch, his eyes cold and stern.

Then there were uncle Song Hui, son Song Qi and others standing.

Yiqiao and Mu Rufeng held hands and walked into the yard.

Flowers, plants and trees are planted around the yard, and the environment is quiet. On the paths walking in the middle, there are clusters of flowers paved with granite.

Elegant and fresh.

Also, because the pebbles have the function of massage, Yiqiao likes them very much.

Even though she was wearing high heels, she didn't feel that those roads were difficult to walk on, but instead felt a sense of pleasure.

Of course, she is gentle and knowledgeable and polite. Therefore, when she walked to the old man, she also made the other person's eyes lit up, and she also had the meaning of like.

Meng Chang walked out from behind and introduced it to the old man.

"Master." He still bowed, "This is Young Master Mu Rufeng and Young Lady Yiqiao."

The old man smiled knowingly, walked to Meng Chang's side, patted the other person on the shoulder, "Okay, Meng Chang, go down and rest for a while. Thank you for your hard work during this period."

“为老爷办事儿,是孟长的福气!”孟长完美继承了老爹的仆气.同时也继承了他老爹讨好主子以及如何伺候主子的诀窍.

He is smart and perverse, and of course, he has a lot of ideas.

After going down, the old man walked towards Mu Rufeng and Yiqiao.

He reached out and held Mu Rufeng's hand, with a gentle and considerate tone, "Are you tired?"

When Mu Rufeng spoke, his affectionate eyes turned to Yiqiao, "I'm not tired, but I think my wife may be a little tired. She's feeling unwell recently."

The old man looked at his grandson's expression and knew that the couple had a harmonious relationship.

Yiqiao was embarrassed and said quickly, "No, no. Grandpa, don't listen to Rufeng, I'm fine."

The old man laughed, "Okay, I feel uncomfortable, so don't stand outside anymore, go in." He still had a kind smile on his face.

After entering the room, the maids and male servants at home began to serve the dishes.

Sitting in front of the table, the old man introduced them to the two.

He pointed at Song Hui beside him, "Rufeng, this is your uncle." He insisted again, "This is your cousin."

Mu Rufeng nodded and greeted him one after another.

Song Hui and Song Qi also smiled back.

Afterwards, the old man asked Mu Rufeng about his previous work and even what happened.

Mu Rufeng gave a rough explanation.

When the topic was about to end, Song Hui, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but ask, "Dad, don't ask Rufeng, ask your granddaughter-in-law, right?"

The old man felt it was reasonable and immediately changed the subject. His deep eyes looked at Yiqiao, like an owl at night, coming out for a walk.

"What does Yiqiao do?"

Yiqiao replied simply, with a tactful language, "Draw some paintings and do some simple clothing design?"

Song Qi deliberately embarrassed, "I think Yi Qiao looks particularly like a star, it seems... it seems that she played the heroine in a TV series." With this mention, the old man's eyes became dim.

Uncle Song Hui continued to provoke, "Yiqiao, don't act anymore. If you don't show up in public, you'll be easily misunderstood. If someone says you've cuckolded Rufeng, that's not good."

Song Qi followed, "Dad, the new era is coming, don't be so stubborn anymore. But, I agree with what you said, drama, son, misunderstand, country, heroes cry."

The implication of this statement is to mock Yiqiao.

Mu Rufeng couldn't stand it and said sarcastically, "What about the play Yiqiao acted in?"

"fine."

Mu Rufeng asked again, "Where is the best place?"

Uncle Song Hui said nonsensely, "I heard it's quite strange, but fortunately the male and female protagonists were together at the end."

Mu Rufeng sneered, "Uncle hasn't watched it next time, so don't talk nonsense. In the drama played by Yiqiao, the male and female protagonists were not entangled together. One died and the other left."

This is like reminding Song Hui not to talk nonsense when doing things on weekdays, otherwise it will be easily hated. In addition, don’t say too much about the saying that the actors ruin the country. After all, he has never done anything that is beneficial to the country.

Every profession should be respected.

Even if it is a sanitation worker, even if it is a typist.

Yiqiao doesn't speak.

Song Hui's cold words also made the old man feel a little upset.

"Are you drunk before you even drink?!" The old man glared at him.

Song Hui did not dare to be arrogant in front of the old man, so he turned his gaze and was unwilling to say anything more.

"Come on, Rufeng, it's the first time you're home, come on, get on the chopsticks." The old man urged everyone to start eating.

Yiqiao took the chopsticks and picked up a little food into her mouth, which made her feel a little difficult to swallow.

Because Harakawa focuses on mahjong, she doesn't like eating mahjong, so she eats less.

Mu Rufeng also took a few bites, turned his head to look at his wife, understanding that she was holding back her meal.

Therefore, he endured a bowl of rice and put on chopsticks.

Facing the old man, he bowed and apologized, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, we just came to Harachuan and are a little uncomfortable with the food here. Besides, I'm not feeling very comfortable recently and I've eaten less. I hope you don't blame me!"

"Haha, it's common, it's common." The old man kindly went with the butler Meng Wei beside him, "Meng Wei, tonight, cook some dishes like the wind."

"Okay!"

Uncle Song Hui flattered his mouth, "I'm accustomed to it!"

Yiqiao heard it and turned his eyes to look at Mu Rufeng.

Mu Rufeng smiled and didn't say anything.

After a meal.

The two sat leisurely on the sofa.

After a long time, Mu Rufeng was called to the study.

The old man sat on a rattan chair, holding a photo of Song Yang in his hand, and decided to tell his grandson something.

"Grandpa, are you looking for me?"

"Yes. Come on, like the wind, sit." The master stretched out his hand and pointed at the chair opposite him.

After Mu Rufeng nodded and thanked, he still sat on the chair in a military posture.

He looked at the old man with a focused expression.

The old man pursed his lips and smiled, "Rufeng, your sitting posture is very similar to your father. He is also a soldier."

Mu Rufeng nodded, "I know."

"You know?"

Mu Rufeng answered the truth, "Because I was worried about admitting my wrong relatives, I went to ask my father's comrade-in-arms, that is, my leader. He told me what happened before his father."

"Oh, by the way, Rufeng is also in the army now, did I forget?" The old man smiled with relief, "I didn't expect you to finally choose the same path as your father."

It means that it is indeed father and son.

Mu Rufeng vetoed softly, "I'm discharged from the army. Now... I'm just a man who once was a soldier!"

The old man was surprised when he heard this, "Are you discharged from the army?"

Mu Rufeng lowered his eyes, "A few months ago, he was on a mission and was poisoned. The owl seriously injured his legs, resulting in a fracture. Although he had surgery, he still needed to take a good rest. After two years, he still needed to undergo surgery and take out the steel plate in his legs!"

Fracture, surgery, steel plate? A few words made the old man look pale.

He couldn't believe that his grandson had gone through so many things?

"Rufeng, you... you have broken legs and there are steel plates in your legs?" The old man walked up to him with heartache and stroked his grandson's legs, "Does it still hurt now?"

Mu Rufeng was not very comfortable with the closeness of strangers, even though he was the grandfather he had just recognized. So he turned around slightly and forced a smile, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's much better to have surgery."

“哦,那就好,平日里一定要多多注意!”老爷子为了拉近同孙子之间的距离,起身,坐在穆如风的跟前,“你给爷爷找的孙媳妇可真漂亮?”

When he heard that he was praising Yiqiao, Mu Rufeng had no self-control. He quickly smiled and said, "Yes, Yiqiao is beautiful and intelligent, and is my best virtuous support. Over the years, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't even have a home."

As he spoke, he began to give examples and talk endlessly.

Concise and clear and easy to understand.

The old man did not stop him. As a person who has experienced it, he seemed to have seen it.

The ultimate favor and love of my grandson for his grandson’s wife. A small thing can also show the sweetness between them.

Mu Rufeng said at the end and found that the old man was staring at him. His bright gaze became dim again, "Sorry, I'm talking too much nonsense."

The old man patted his shoulder, "It's okay, grandpa likes to listen. In this place, I have never heard of a young man telling family affairs like this. He is so happy and so... different from others."

Mu Rufeng's ears turned red, "It made grandpa laugh."

"You are so imagining that your father is so imagining that your expression of praise for your wife is exactly the same." The old man thought of the words that his younger son Song Yang came home and chatted with him one night.

It is also here, so passionate and excited, and so expressing happiness.

After pondering for a moment, he turned his head, "Rufeng, how is your mother now?"

Mu Rufeng lowered his eyes, with a hint of sadness and helplessness in his eyes, "I checked it, she seemed to be stimulated and went crazy. Yi Qiao was kind-hearted and took her back from the mental hospital and took care of her personally. However, this time the journey was long and she didn't want her to run around, so she found a friend to take care of her."

"So that's how it is." The old man's voice also lowered a little, "How about Jin Niang, the butler of the Yan family?"

"She returned to her hometown."

"Oh." The old man suddenly remembered the first time he met in the past, "I saw her when I went to Yan's house to talk to him about kissing. It was also her who took action and rescued me."

When the old man was young, he had epilepsy. It was Jinniang, the butler of the Yan family, who used folk prescriptions to rescue him. So for so many years, he was still very grateful in his heart. But he didn't know who to tell him, and he was afraid that others would misunderstand.

The old man has many wineries and some companies with rich family property. But over the years, he has not given up because he doesn't want his family property to be defeated by his eldest son Song Hui.

Song Hui was not good at being young, so he went out for one million gambles and bets at one time, which made people very angry.

I thought he had changed his bad habits, but I didn't know that he used the money to invest in a casino. In the company, he did something wrong and drove away many people on the board of directors.

It made him clean up the mess for a long time.

When the old man thought of this, he placed his hand on the back of Mu Rufeng's hand and said to him peacefully, "Rufeng, grandson, now that you are back, grandpa will feel much more relieved."

Mu Rufeng hesitated, and of course he couldn't understand what he meant.

...

During the period when Mu Rufeng went to the study, Yiqiao seemed to have become a target of being questioned.

Uncle Song Hui looked at her coldly, "I heard that Miss Yiqiao is entangled with the same male star. Does Rufeng know about this?"

Yiqiao leaned his head, reached out to pick up the wine glass on the table, took a casual sip, and asked calmly, "Yiqiao knows many male celebrities. I wonder who my uncle is more interested in. I can tell you one by one?"

Uncle Song Hui looked at her face as if she was peach blossoms, and her tone was thorny, and she seemed to be shocked.

Song Qi beside him glanced at his father, took out a watch worth 20,000 yuan from his pocket and put it on the table, "Yiqiao, for the first time we met, my cousin will give you a watch, don't be disgusted."

Yi Qiao glanced at the box and pushed the watch back again, "Sorry, I don't like wearing a watch."

Song Qi pushed the box over again and glanced at Yiqiao lightly, "Why, Yiqiao disliked the watch given by his cousin?"

Yiqiao shook her head, "I don't mean that."

Song Qi opened the box, pointed at the watch, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said perfunctorily, "This watch is 100,000 yuan, and it can be sold for 90,000 yuan if you turn it over."

The slender fingers gently stretched over, Yiqiao looked at the watch inside, her red lips slightly raised, revealing a goddess-like smile.

Song Qi glanced at his father and seemed to be saying, Look, this woman is also here for money.

But I didn't know that he had just been so proud for two seconds, but Yiqiao held his hand, "Since my cousin thinks this watch can be sold for 100,000 yuan, then, Yiqiao will sell him to you. Of course, the gift was given by my cousin, I can be cheaper, 90,000 yuan." He spread his palms, pouted his mouth, and blinked his agile eyes gently, "Where, get the money."

Song Qi didn't expect Yi Qiao to act like this. He was very embarrassed at the moment. When he was panicked, he couldn't even speak clearly, "What do you...what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Yi Qiao's face was like Leng Shuang.

"Gu Yiqiao, you!" Song Qi was irritable and was provoked by Yiqiao's words and immediately slapped the table and stood up.

It just so happened that Mu Rufeng came down from the upper floor.

After seeing it, I almost took big steps.

He walked to his wife Yiqiao and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Yiqiao smiled, spread her palms and said gently, "Rufeng, take out the watch I bought for you!"

Mu Rufeng hesitated for a moment, flattened his sleeves, took out his watch, quickly untie it, "Give it."

Yiqiao held the watch and showed it in front of Song Qi, with a strong smile on his lips, "Watches are a good thing, of course, they recognize their masters more. Only those who truly know how to appreciate it know what price it is worth. To put it bluntly, if you sell this watch in exchange for sale, 20,000 yuan is unnecessary. I have a watch enthusiast who happened to tell me this. So if you take such a watch, it is like playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong!"

After saying something, the other person turned blue.

Song Qi's arms, which were placed beside him, were trembling and were caught by his father Song Hui.

...

Mu Rufeng took Yiqiao outside the yard and blew the cold wind.

"I just came here, I offended two people. I'm so embarrassed!" Yi Qiao pouted and acted cute.

Mu Rufeng touched Yiqiao's nose and said, "It's okay, come one, solve one. Come one, solve one, solve one."

Yiqiao supported her chin, "I'm spoiled me so much?"

"My only wife shouldn't be spoiled?" The couple was having fun in the yard.

The old man standing on the balcony saw through everything, and when his confidant butler Meng Wei talked about the incident just now.

The old man laughed.

He held his hands behind his back and was silent for a while, looking at Meng Wei, "Meng Wei, do you know that my granddaughter is like his father, very pampered and loved his wife."

"Hmm?" The housekeeper Meng Wei was puzzled, "What does the master mean?"

"I'm relieved now." The old man told Meng Wei secretly, "No one has inherited my family business in Song. My only two sons, one is a gambler, who is too ambitious and has no ability. There is also an excellent son who doesn't want to choose a family business, but becomes a soldier. But he has a bad life, so he died at such a young age..." When he was choking and silent.

The old butler Meng Wei understood, "So the master wanted Mr. Rufeng to be the heir to the Song family."

"What do you think?"

"Of course it's good. First, Young Master Rufeng is a member of the Song family, and no one will say that even if he is asked to inherit the family industry. Second, the young lady is extremely smart and has design experience. With her help, are you afraid that the Song family industry will fall into the hands of others?!"

"But I am worried that Rufeng will not be willing to inherit the Song family's huge industry this time!" The old man suddenly lost and looked very sad.

The old butler Meng Wei quickly came up with an idea, approached him, "Master, Young Master Rufeng loves Mrs. Yiqiao so much. If you ask Mrs. Yiqiao in person, she will definitely agree. At that time, Young Master Rufeng will not refuse when he sees Mrs. Yiqiao's consent."

Hearing this, the old man smiled happily, "Yes, yes, use this method to leave two people behind and take over the Song family's property." He stood up excitedly, especially excited.

Yiqiao took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, and he thought to Mu Rufeng, "The flowers in the yard are very beautiful. When we go home, we will plant some more. How about it?"

Mu Rufeng hugged Yiqiao and nodded, "Very good."

"But, I don't know what the name of the flower is?" Yi Qiao murmured.

Mu Rufeng took out his cell phone, looked at Yiqiao, quietly took pictures of the flowers, and prepared to put them on Baidu to check.

Yiqiao leaned over and took a sneak peek.

However, when approaching, my husband stole and kissed her twice.

"Rufeng, what are you doing?" Looking at the phone, I found that it was just a photo of myself. "I lied to me again?"

Mu Rufeng patted his wife Yiqiao's shoulder gently, "Be obedient, in two days, I will definitely help you find the seeds of flowers."

This matter was originally a trivial matter, but later when Mu Rufeng handed over a piece of paper to Yiqiao.

She was stunned.

She remembers everything he thought.

"This is……"

"Open and see." Mu Rufeng squatted and stared into her eyes.

Yiqiao smiled.

There is a piece of paper full of trees. The names of flowers are written densely on the paper, which are suitable for planting environments and time for planting.

Before he could finish reading it, Mu Rufeng said again, "Butler Meng said that the seeds were not sold because there was not a good month yet. However, he told me that if March comes, I will pick some seeds for me personally."

Yi Qiao pursed her lips and added, "I'm asking about these on the paper?"

"I consulted Mr. Meng, and he said I just remembered it."

Good-looking fonts, flowing and free and unrestrained.

Yiqiao shook hands and said with a smile, "I like it!"

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