"My father's expectations?" Gao Yangyang murmured to himself, a trace of confusion flashed through his smart black eyes. "What are my father's expectations of me?"

"Come with me." Mr. Tang walked in front with his hands behind his back, and Gao Yangyang followed behind him. After walking for fifteen minutes, they arrived at their destination - the study.

Gao Yangyang was a little confused as to why the old man didn't explain on the spot and insisted on bringing her to the study.

Mr. Tang stood in front of the desk and pointed at a word on the back of the desk: "Look at that word, what do you read?"

"Hui?!" Gao Yangyang's research on calligraphy and painting still stems from Zhuang Ya's hobby of copywriting.

Mr. Tang nodded, and his eyes were slowly filled with mist. "This is the last calligraphy and painting written by your father." Mr. Tang looked at this calligraphy and painting, as if he had returned to the old days, and he held hands

Teach your son how to write, take him to visit the military camp, let him touch his pistol...

Gao Yangyang looked at the calligraphy and painting in front of her, imagining her father's appearance. He should be a gentle and elegant man, and when he picked up the pen to write this word, he should have a smile on his lips. The more she thought about it, the sadder she felt. She lowered her eyes.

, Gao Yangyang whispered: "Does he know that I am his daughter?"

"Your father said he likes both boys and girls." Mr. Tang recalled his son's face filled with pride when he knew he was going to be a father.

"Dad, I'm going to be a father. In the future, you will have grandchildren calling you grandpa..." This was the first thing his son said to his wife when he knew she was pregnant.

"Dad, no matter what happens, please help me take good care of mother and son. My mission this time is very dangerous. It's really hard to say whether I can come back..." This is when my son is on a mission, call him.

The last phone call. After hanging up the phone, we really were separated from each other, and there was no chance to see each other again.

"Dad, if you give birth to a son, it will be called Jing, if it is a daughter, it will be called Huijun. I have two calligraphy and paintings in the study room with these two words. Dad, I miss you very much, and I also miss my wife and children...

"These were the last words Tang You left in the army when he set out. When Mr. Tang saw it, his heart was broken, and he was immersed in the sadness of losing his beloved son for a long time.

"Grandpa -" Gao Yangyang looked at Mr. Tang and burst into tears, knowing that this picture brought back his sad past. "Do you miss him?"

"Your father is the most filial of all my sons." Mr. Tang sighed. "He has never disobeyed me in anything I asked him to do. The only thing he insisted on was to marry your mother. At the beginning, he was forced by your mother.

I refused three times, but he still refused and told me that he would not marry me unless I was your mother."

When Mr. Tang saw Gao Yangyang silent, he thought she didn't like to hear it. "My child, are you complaining that your mother left you cruelly and left with your father?"

Gao Yangyang shook his head and said what was in his heart: "I just feel sorry that I didn't have the chance to get along with them, and I don't have any memories of them." Her parents gave her life, but they didn't leave anything in her life.

A trace.

"Yangyang, don't blame your mother. At that time, I wanted to die. When your father left, it was like the anger of the entire Tang family was taken away. Your mother loved your father so much. After knowing this, she was so heartbroken that she

Can't get out of a dead end?

Come on, I was provoked by someone who wanted to make a short-term decision. If she has a spirit in heaven and knows that you have suffered so much, she will definitely regret what she did." Mr. Tang does not want his granddaughter to be resentful.

His own daughter-in-law.

"I don't blame her. Everyone has their own choice. As a child, I have no right to comment on her choice. Grandpa, you haven't told me yet, what are my father's expectations for me?" Gao Yangyang saw Hui.

I still can't figure out the meaning of this word.

Mr. Tang picked up an antique book, pointed to a certain page in the book, and said to Gao Yangyang: "Read the words underlined in red on this page."

"To understand all things is called wisdom; to understand all things is called wisdom. Decision is called wisdom, and simple choice is called wisdom. The common truth is wisdom, and the true truth is wisdom." Gao Yangyang read these few words and vaguely understood his father's views on him.

Hope. Continue reading: "Mahayana Chapter 9 says: 'The name of wisdom is called wisdom according to the understanding, and the two are called wisdom. The two are different. The one who knows the truth of the world is called wisdom, and the one who knows the truth of the world is called wisdom. The general principle

Yiqi.'"

"If you don't understand these words, then you should spend your whole life trying to understand them." Mr. Tang said with a smile. "This is your father's most ardent hope for your daughter."

"Although I don't understand much, I am confident that I will achieve what he expects." Gao Yangyang hugged the book in his arms, as if he had returned to his father's arms. "Can I keep this book as a souvenir?

?”

"This study belongs to your father. Yangyang, everything here is inherited by you." Mr. Tang pointed to the study. "You will regard this as your home from now on, don't have any worries."

Gao Yangyang was very surprised. She suddenly realized something. She recognized the Tang family as her relatives. It was not just as simple as finding her own family. What followed was a harvest of fame and fortune. "No, these things, I

I can’t have it.” To Yang Lingnan.

"You deserve these things." Mr. Tang was a little surprised and didn't understand why Gao Yangyang refused. "If it were anyone else, I'm afraid they would want as much money as possible. Why don't you want it?"

Gao Yangyang stared at his toes, and his voice as clear as an oriole floated in the study. "I think it is a shameful thing to get something for nothing. Although I am your granddaughter, I have not done anything significant for the Tang family.

How can you get such a rich reward for something meaningful? In this way, it seems a little unfair to other people."

Mr. Tang frowned deeply. He never thought that Gao Yangyang would use this reason to reject him. "Yangyang, the Tang family has owed you for not raising you all these years. If you still say this now, isn't it right?"

Make my old man feel ashamed?"

"It's not your responsibility that you didn't raise me. I was taken away, abducted, and sold." Gao Yangyang could clearly distinguish between good and evil, and did not want to shift all the blame to Mr. Tang.

"I can't resent you because of this. After all, this matter is not your wish, nor is it within your control."

"I understand." Mr. Tang smiled and looked at the word "Hui" written by his son. Gao Yangyang really deserved it. "I heard that you have been living with your cousin-in-law and her family over the years?"

"Yes." Gao Yangyang nodded, thinking of Song Lingzi and Zhuang Ya, his heart softened instantly, "I learned a lot from them, especially my cousin, she and I are like sisters."

"They educated you very well." Mr. Tang had to admit that his education failed, which made Tang Lijun become like this. "However, grandpa still said that you should get these properties. You have to remember

Come on, every penny here was bought with your father's blood. No one is more qualified to inherit it than you. As for your cousin, you don't have to worry. He has already made it clear to me that it's your turn to get it.

Yes, he doesn’t want a penny.”

Gao Yangyang was very moved after hearing this. "Brother, did he really say that?" At this moment, Gao Yangyang also changed his name to Tang Jun.

"I know what you are thinking. You are afraid that if I give these things to you, your cousin will resent me if you turn around, right? Don't worry, he is a manly man. If he keeps an eye on these ancestral properties, there will be no cure.

Save. A good man, you must aspire to all directions. The so-called ambition is to rely on your own ability to work hard to make a career." In the eyes of Mr. Tang, Tang Jun is also a capable person and will not rely on himself.

A person who lives his whole life focusing on his family business.

Gao Yangyang lowered his head and showed an embarrassed smile. "I thought too much."

"You didn't think too much." Mr. Tang really fell in love with Gao Yangyang the more he looked at him. The distance between grandfather and grandson of more than twenty years suddenly became closer. "You are afraid that I will be partial and take away all the good things."

I gave it all to you. You were worried that I would be resented by other grandchildren, so you refused me."

Gao Yangyang showed a faint smile, and two red clouds flew up on his face. "For me, family love is more precious than all wealth."

When Mr. Tang heard this, he was stunned for a while, and then he came back to his senses: "I have lived half my life, and I am not as good as you in seeing through it." However, if Tang Lijun heard this, he would definitely sneer at it.

"Grandpa. It's not that I can see through it, but I cherish it because I have never had it. Some things, if you have them every day, will feel ordinary. Only those who have never had them will feel that possession is a kind of happiness.

.When I was a child, there were no dolls to hold and play with. I saw many children

I felt envious when my friends had dolls to hold and play with. When I was able to buy dolls, I found that they were not fun at all." Gao Yangyang felt a little sad when he talked about this matter. "Perhaps, wait for me

When I can afford it, I am getting older and I no longer have the mentality of a child."

Mr. Tang felt very sad. When Tang Lijun was a child, she didn't particularly like any of the toys in the room. But Gao Yangyang actually had a soft spot for a doll for many years. "Then what else do you particularly like?

Tell grandpa, grandpa will pay for it for you."

Gao Yangyang shook his head and rejected Mr. Tang's proposal. "I have everything now, and there is nothing I particularly like." Growing up is so cruel. Things that you used to particularly like gradually lose their original enthusiasm as time goes by.

and like.

A trace of loneliness flashed in Mr. Tang's eyes. He was not with his granddaughter when she needed relatives the most. By the time he found his granddaughter, she had learned to live independently. "Yangyang, grandpa, I'm sorry for you."

"Don't say that. I can't afford to say that." Gao Yangyang looked at Hui written by his father with a smile on his lips. "I think if dad knows, he won't blame you. There are some things.

When the past has passed, we should not keep it in our hearts. We should keep looking forward so that the days can get better and better."

"You're right." This sentence suddenly solved the knot in Mr. Tang's heart. He suddenly felt that the depression in his heart disappeared. "In the future, you should go home often.

I can do it."

"Definitely. This is my home. Of course I will come back to visit often." Gao Yangyang looked at the old man who was walking a little staggeringly, and felt soft in his heart.

In the evening, Gao Yangyang stayed in her parents' bedroom. Looking at the spotless furnishings in the room, she knew that Mr. Tang had put a lot of thought into them over the years. Gao Yangyang even saw in the bedroom the one where he had slept when he was a child.

cradle.

Standing in front of the photo of his parents, Gao Yangyang closed his eyes, clasped his hands, and murmured to himself: "Dad, Mom, I have gone home. If you are alive in heaven, you will definitely be happy for me. Although not

I have no chance to reunite with you, but I am still proud of you. You are a very loving couple. I hope that one day, I can also find my own happiness and have the happiness you once had."

That night, Gao Yangyang fell asleep lying on the bed where her parents had slept. In her sleep, she vaguely saw her parents returning hand in hand and taking their young self to play around. This dream was so sweet and beautiful that when she woke up,

Sometimes, Gao Yangyang has some regrets, why doesn't this dream last longer?

In the late winter morning, the cold wind howled and was biting. Song Lingzi wrapped the quilt around her body and wrapped herself in the shape of a silkworm chrysalis. When Han Shaoting walked in and saw this scene, she felt like laughing and feeling distressed at the same time.

Walking over, Han Shaoting shook Song Lingzi awake, "Get up, don't sleep, little lazy pig."

Song Lingzi opened her misty eyes, looked straight into Han Shaoting's black eyes, and said coquettishly: "It's so cold, I want to sleep a little longer."

Han Shaoting had no choice but to reach out and lift off the quilt.

Song Lingzi refused, muttering with a hint of dissatisfaction: "No, it's so cold, I don't want to get up." Song Lingzi felt that the warm bed was her paradise.

Han Shaoting scolded: "There is a heater in the house, do you need it like this?" Fortunately, she did not live in the north. If she were in the north, she would probably be the kind of creature that could hide herself underground and hibernate.

When Song Lingzi saw that Han Shaoting insisted on getting up by herself, Song Lingzi reluctantly climbed out of bed, put on her nightgown and said, "It's okay anyway, why can't you sleep more?"

"If you go back to sleep and become a lazy pig, who can hug you?" Han Shaoting rolled his eyes at Song Lingzi angrily. "Besides, the more you are afraid of the cold, the more you should get up and exercise. When the blood flows, your body will be healthy.

It has the ability to withstand the cold.”

Of course Song Lingzi knew this truth. When she used to go to work, no matter how cold the season was, she would still get up and go to work. After a period of busy work, her body was not so afraid of the cold. But now, after marrying Han Shaoting, she has become completely lazy.
To be continued...