The sound of grandpa made Duan Zhaorong’s heart melt.

The gray beard on his lips kept trembling, and a pair of cloudy eyes were soaked with tears.

The face that he thought about day and night appeared in front of him again. He opened his mouth and was so excited that he couldn't say a word.

Gu Zhaozhao stepped forward carefully and looked up at the old man with silver hair.

A soft and waxy little chubby hand was carefully put into his hand,

"Grandpa, I am Zhao Zhao."

Xiaotuanzi spoke again. This time Duan Zhaorong couldn't control his emotions anymore and held the warm little hand hard.

He nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, good Zhaozhao."

I burst into tears, and the maids next to me were also wiping away tears.

Perhaps because he was in a good mood, Duan Zhaorong actually pushed away the boy who was supporting him.

"Come Zhao Zhao, grandpa will take you to eat delicious food."

Upon hearing the delicious food, Gu Zhaozhao's big eyes suddenly lit up.

Even if he forgot how he got here, "Grandpa, be good, Zhao Zhao will support you."

The little boy, who was not as tall as Duan Zhaorong's legs, stood on tiptoes and rubbed his head hard into Duan Zhaorong's hand.

"Grandpa, please hold Zhaozhao's head quickly."

She is really too short to hold grandpa's hand, but fortunately her head is hard enough.

Such a cute move immediately made Duan Zhaorong laugh out loud.

"Grandpa is not willing to support us Zhao Zhao. It's okay. Grandpa can walk by himself."

As he spoke, he held Gu Zhaozhao with one hand and actually walked towards the back hall.

Duan Qingfeng and all the slaves were stunned.

You know, it was very difficult for my father to even stand up.

If it weren’t for welcoming Zhao Zhao, I wouldn’t have come to the front hall today.

Why do you walk so smoothly now?

Duan Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat, could this be a flashback?!

Thinking of this, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat and said, "Dad, please slow down."

In front of a big table filled with all kinds of food, Gu Zhaozhao's big eyes were shining with little stars.

Wow, this is too much, it seems like the grandpa she just saw on the street is here.

Hmm? On the street?

I seem to have thought of something.

"Oh, grandpa, Zhao Zhao was snatched away by my uncle. I have to tell Brother Xiu and Dad."

Gu Zhaozhao suddenly woke up and was so anxious that he jumped down from the chair.

Duan Qingfeng rushed over and pressed his big hand on Gu Zhaozhao's little head, making her unable to move.

He took the satchel handed by the guard behind him and handed it to Gu Zhaozhao.

"Zhaozhao, don't worry, my uncle has already sent someone to take the young master home. As for Gu Rongzhan..."

He frowned in thought, very reluctant to mention this blind man.

Gu Zhaozhao's face turned red and she struggled for a long time, but didn't move at all. She had to give up.

But he still said in a sweet voice: "Dad also needs to inform me, otherwise he will be worried."

Fortunately, fortunately, brother Xiu has gone home, otherwise it would be too wrong to leave him alone and pick the food on the street.

Just when Duan Qingfeng was still thinking about how to refuse, he felt a sudden pain on his arm.

He groaned and retracted his hand.

Duan Zhaorong had a dark face, holding a cane in his hand, and glared at him, "Please be gentle, what will you do if it hurts Zhao Zhao? After so many years in the military camp, your hands are neither light nor heavy. If you do this again, I will blast you."

Get out."

Putting down the crutch in his hand and looking down at Gu Zhaozhao, Duan Zhaorong changed his appearance instantly.

The folds on his face were wrinkled together, and he smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. "Good boy, Zhao Zhao, if your head hurts, grandpa will rub it for you."

A vicissitudes of life's palm began to gently pat the top of Xiaotuanzi's head.

Gu Zhaozhao shook his head, "It doesn't hurt at all, uncle didn't exert any force."

She looked up at Duan Qingfeng again, "Uncle, it's better to tell daddy."

Before Duan Qingfeng could speak, he received another stick on his butt.

Duan Zhaorong yelled, "Hurry up and go!"

"Go, go, go now."

After saying that, Duan Qingfeng turned around and walked towards the front hall.

Gu Zhaozhao finally felt relieved, carefully grabbed a piece of pastry, raised his arm and handed it to Duan Zhaorong, "Grandpa, you can eat this piece. Zhaozhao has just eaten it, it's so sweet."

Duan Zhaorong opened his mouth and bit into the pastry without hesitation, "Sweet, so sweet. This is the most delicious pastry my grandpa has ever eaten."

Standing at the door, Duan Qingfeng looked back at the grandfather and grandson who were feeding each other, still feeling slightly worried in his heart.

Could it be that my father has really returned to his former glory?

In the courtyard, Duan Qingfeng’s flowing gown swayed in the wind.

"Come, close the door tightly. No one will see anyone coming today."

The boys quickly closed the front and back yard doors and fastened the bolts.

Duan Qingfeng continued: "Silver Armor Guard."

Several figures suddenly appeared from everywhere, and they were clearly people fighting with the secret guards on the street.

Several people saluted respectfully, "General."

Duan Qingfeng raised his sword eyebrows into his temples, his tiger eyes were full of energy, and he said in a deep voice: "Assemble everyone to guard the Duan Mansion, any trespassers will be killed without mercy!"

Notify Gu Rongzhan? How could he?

Zhaozhao is originally a child of his Duan family, and it is only natural for him to come back.

Gu Rong killed his daughter who was not worthy of raising his sister.

Gu Zhaozhao in the room is already full of food.

But the genius outside has just darkened.

She puffed up her cheeks and was a little worried, "Oh, it seems like it's time to have dinner."

But she couldn't even eat it.

Duan Zhaorong stood up and took Xiaotuanzi off the chair, "It's okay, let's eat later and wait until Zhao Zhao is hungry."

The servants nearby: Master, we haven’t eaten yet!

Holding Gu Zhaozhao's little hand, Duan Zhaorong walked briskly through the long corridor and came to a bedroom in the backyard.

Gu Zhaozhao looked up at the delicate wood, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Why do you want to cry?

"Grandpa, is this my mother's room?" she blurted out.

Duan Zhaorong nodded, "Yes, grandpa will show you."

Reaching out to push open the heavy wooden door, what greeted you was not the smell of decay and dilapidation, but the faint scent of osmanthus.

There were several candles burning in the room, making it warm.

The little dumpling stuck to Duan Zhaorong's leg, and he felt dazed for a moment, feeling that there should still be people living here.

But after looking around for a long time, I saw nothing.

My mother’s soul is not here, maybe she has been reincarnated.

She was a little disappointed, it was the first time she was so eager to see a ghost.

"Grandpa, my mother's room is so beautiful."

Everything in the room exudes a girlish vibe.

Embroidered screens, soothing calligraphy and painting, fans and quilts embroidered with mandarin ducks and peonies.

Gu Zhaozhao looked left and right, his little hands carefully gliding everywhere, even his big eyes couldn't see enough.

She can imagine that her mother must be a very beautiful person.

She really wants to see her mother.

"Grandpa, do you have a portrait of my mother? Zhao Zhao wants to see what her mother looks like."

Duan Zhaorong's eyes were wet. He came to his daughter's room once a day and sat quietly for a while.

Just like when your daughter was still alive, chat with her.

But, everything is gone.

Patting Gu Zhaozhao's furry head, Duan Zhaorong was relieved and said, "Yes, grandpa will give it to Zhaozhao."

Fortunately, Zhao Zhao is still here.
Chapter completed!