The old man wants to see him?

That's right, such a big thing happened, it's impossible for the old man to not come forward.

Hearing his father's words, Jiang Yihe was shocked and hurriedly got off the stretcher without even needing help from others!

What he broke was his arms, not his legs!

Seeing his son's rapid change, Jiang Bailu was so angry that she spitted hard and said, "Why did our Jiang family have a cowardly soft guy like you!"

In the garden, an old man wearing a white training suit was trimming flowers and plants with scissors. He looked energetic. Although he was in his eighties, he was still in good health. He walked with great vigor and was not blurred or hunched back. It shows how basic the kung fu he had put in when he was young was.

This is the old man Jiang Tiancang who founded the Jiang family by himself!

When he saw the old man's back, Jiang Yihe felt his breathing was a little rapid and depressed. When he was young, he would instinctively feel scared whenever he saw his grandfather, just like a mouse meeting a cat!

Seeing Jiang Chenhun and his grandson Jiang Yihe walking in with their arms hanging down at the same time, he put down the scissors in his hand and said to the guard standing beside him: "Get my knife, I want to play with it."

The guards hesitated: "Chief, your body..."

The guard has been with Mr. Jiang for several years. He rarely sees Mr. Jiang playing with swords. He usually practices Tai Chi. If he causes any problems with his body due to his knife, he will not be able to take the responsibility.

"You dare not listen to my words? I know how my body is! Get me a knife!" Jiang Tiancang glared at his guard, who responded and ran away quickly.

Until now, no one in this family has the courage to disobey Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Yihe was a little nervous. He didn't know what it meant for the old man to take a knife when he saw him. In short, he felt a cold wind blowing through his back.

"Grandpa, are you looking for me?" Jiang Yihe hesitated for a moment and spoke first.

Old Master Jiang Tiancang glanced at his grandson with a cold look in his eyes.

"Chief, this time it's mainly because I'm not good enough and I didn't protect Master Yihe." Jiang Chenhun also said.

When Jiang Yihe heard this, he glanced at him coldly and hummed at the same time.

Jiang Yihe hated this servant who dared to step on his arm bone. However, he never expected that if Jiang Chenhu had not stepped on his arm, Su Rui might have taken his life. From this point of view, Jiang Chenhu could be regarded as his life-saving benefactor.

"Morning and dusk." Jiang Tiancang looked at the so-called number one master of the Jiang family mansion and sighed softly.

Hearing this sigh, Jiang Chenhun's body couldn't help trembling.

"Yunx, you are almost fifty years old and you are not young anymore. Just follow the juniors to make trouble? Young people are jealous and competitive. What are you going to get involved with?"

Jiang Tiancang has always admired Jiang Chenhun very much. The boy once had a lot of talent in martial arts and was willing to work hard, so he rarely spoke and blamed him. Therefore, this time he was obviously disappointed with him.

"Chief..." Jiang Chenxun wanted to speak but stopped, not knowing what to say.

"I treat you as a member of the Jiang family and named you Jiang Chenhun, but you never really regard yourself as a member of this family."

Jiang Tiancang sighed again: "Now, the younger generations ask you to do whatever you want. Even if it is something that is moral and principled, you will do it without saying anything. Do you really think I am old and I don't know these things every day when I practice boxing and growing flowers?"

Jiang Tiancang raised his head, and there was no turbidity in his eyes. Even Jiang Chenhun, who was standing opposite him, even felt a dazzling splendor!

This kind of splendor is in sharp contrast to Mr. Jiang's age! Such sharp eyes seem to not appear on this old man at all!

"Chief, Chenhu has let you down." Jiang Chenhu bowed down and lowered his head deeply.

"I never take it seriously if others say you. Jiang Chenhu is Jiang Chenhu. The person I liked forty years ago will never be wrong." Jiang Tiancang sighed again, "But this time, you disappointed me too much."

Jiang Chenhu still bowed his body and lowered his head, not knowing what he should say at all. The old man was so disappointed, probably he felt extremely unhappy.

At this time, the guard was already running over with a knife.

Judging from this, this knife should be quite light.

Mr. Jiang took the knife with both hands and swept his eyes carefully on it, as if he was looking at his old comrade-in-arms.

This knife has been with him for decades. In a certain defense battle, the company he led was ordered to be shot out and he had to fight with the enemy in person. He used this knife to kill nineteen enemies!

"This knife weighs twenty kilograms." Old Master Jiang held the knife in both hands and waved it a few times, but his movements were not fast.

He is old and even if he is well maintained, he will not dare to do too hard movements.

Jiang Tiancang looked at Jiang Yihe with a light look: "Can you get it?"

Jiang Yihe looked at his hands and shook his head: "Grandpa, my arm is broken and I can't take the knife."

"Even if you keep it, you can't pick it up." Something that apologies were flashing in Jiang Tiancang's eyes.

"Grandpa, of course I can pick it up." Jiang Yihe said unconvincedly. Isn't it just a twenty-pound knife? It weighs about the same as a bag of rice at most!

"You can't pick it up." Jiang Tiancang was even more disappointed when he saw that his grandson not only did not understand his meaning, but also made a point of reasoning.

"I'm old, but you haven't grown up yet." Jiang Tiancang inserted the knife heavily on the lawn under his feet, and he looked like a hero's end!

When Jiang Yihe heard this, he was shocked!

"Su Rui, I know this name." Jiang Tiancang said: "I still remember what happened five years ago. This is the shame of the Jiang family, and even more so my shame."

Jiang Chenhun's eyes showed an incredible look. Over the years, Mr. Jiang has been strictly prohibiting talking about the bleeding night five years ago. If there is any violation, he will be punished immediately. But today, he himself took the lead in speaking out! It is enough to show that his inner emotions have begun to fluctuate greatly!

"Su Rui, I really deserve to kill!" Jiang Yihe said angrily.

"Should you kill?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tiancang's eyes felt a hint of disappointment: "If you still think that the responsibility for this matter is all on Su Rui, it would be so disappointing."

Listening to Jiang Tiancang's words, both of the two people standing felt unbelievable!

Carrying a four-ring military stave, he killed the Jiang family's mansion, and used his legs to destroy the best third-generation son of the Jiang family. He pressed his whole life on a wheelchair and ruined his future. Mr. Jiang didn't blame Su Rui?

How is this possible?

"He is about the same age as you, but look at him and look at you."

"I don't blame him, it's because he once slapped me in the face so that I could see clearly what kind of failure this second half of my life would be."

After saying that, Mr. Jiang pulled up the knife from the ground and left here with great strides.

"Jiang Chenhu, it's all your fucking good deeds!" Jiang Yihe still did not repent when he saw the old man leaving, and pushed all his mistakes on Jiang Chenhu.

Jiang Chenhu didn't want to give any explanation anymore. Anyway, this kind of heartbrokenness was common for him.

"Young Master Yihe, you should recover from your injuries." After saying that, Jiang Chenxun was about to leave. The old man's disappointment with him made the number one master of the Jiang family, who was in his fifties, feel very uncomfortable.

"Hmph, Jiang Chenhu, you broke one of my arms. Do you think this matter can be easily ended?" Jiang Yihe said with a gloomy face.

"Young Master, if you can calm you down, why don't you break one of my arms?" Jiang Chenhu turned his face with no expression on his face.

"Broken one of your arms?" Hearing this, Jiang Yihe couldn't help but get angry: "You just let me step on it. Can I break it? You are humiliating me!"

Jiang Yihe, who was hollowed out by alcohol, would be out of breath even if he climbed the sixth floor, let alone had the strength to cut off his hands and feet. From this perspective, Jiang Chenhu was indeed making things difficult for him.

Jiang Chenhun still had a blank expression on his face: "I don't have such a meaning. Master Yihe, you are thinking too much. You should just say it clearly. How can I make you feel satisfied?"

"In three days, throw Ye Binglan on my bed." Jiang Yihe finally expressed his long-hidden thoughts in his heart: "I want her to know the consequences of disobeying me!"

Jiang Chenxun turned around and left: "Master Yihe, I'm sorry, the master has warned me today, so, please find someone else in this kind of thing in the future."

"Jiang Chenhun, you are a damn bastard!" Jiang Yihe cursed angrily at the former's back.

At this time, two guards ran out of the inner courtyard. They came to Jiang Yihe and said, "Young Master Yihe, please come with us."

"What are you doing?" Jiang Yihe raised his eyebrows: "You old man wants to see me?"

"No, the chief said that you will be detained for three days."

Hearing this, Jiang Yihe frowned, and then he felt like a deflated ball!

On the steps not far away, a young man sitting in a wheelchair was looking at this side with a gloomy look.

This man has a handsome face and a very pale face. He should be because he stays in the room all year round and cannot see the sun.

However, what was somewhat inconsistent with this handsome face was that his eyes were extremely gloomy and his brows were tightly frowned, forming a deep "Sichuan" shape.

The man gently stroked his knees with his hands. Even though the weather had started to heat up, his legs were covered with a thin blanket.

The doctor said that those two military stings had destroyed all the tissues in his knees and could not be repaired even if the surgery was done. He would not have thought of standing up again in this life.

"Su Rui, you took away my right to stand up, and I can't make you qualified to live while standing."

Jiang Yigang, who once had infinite brilliance, held the wheelchair with both hands, his eyes were filled with coldness.
Chapter completed!