The door to the ward was at the end of the corridor. A window was half-opened. He stood quietly by the window. After hearing the noise, he looked sideways at her.

He obviously listened to everything said in the ward, and looked at Wei Yan with a somewhat complicated look.

Wei Yan's eyelashes trembled, and tears rolled down uncontrollably.

Leng Yeting stepped to her side, raised his hand, and gently held her in his arms.

Wei Yan threw herself into his arms, smelled the familiar cold fragrance on his body, couldn't hold it back any longer, and cried.

However, she didn't want the old man to hear her, which would only increase her psychological burden. Even if she cried, she would only sob in an extremely suppressed voice.

They did not leave. The old man couldn't stay in the hospital and clamored to go home the next day.

When he saw Wei Yan and Leng Yeting showing up to go through the discharge procedures for him, it seemed that he was not the one who cried like a child the day before.

Mr. Jin looked impatient: "What's going on? Why don't you leave? Are you relying on me?"

Leng Yeting crossed his arms: "We are afraid that you will rely on us."

The old man was so angry that he put his hands on his hips: "Are you here to buy a house? Do you want to beg someone to respond to this attitude? Can you do anything?"

Leng Yeting didn't raise his eyebrows: "You're not selling it anyway."

Mr. Jin: "..."

He choked on Leng Yeting's words, and it took him a long time to angrily say: "Respect the old and love the young! Do you know how to respect the old and love the young!"

Leng Yeting raised his eyebrows: "I respect you as an old man, but I don't see you caring about children. Are you still leaving? Or do you want to stay for a few more days?"

Mr. Jin had already had enough of the smell of the hospital and hurriedly walked out.

Now he was no longer in a hurry to clear up the relationship. When he saw the car Song Zhi had prepared, he got in unceremoniously.

The car soon arrived at the old man's home.

The old man got out of the car and walked into the house alone. Wei Yan and Leng Yeting got out of the car and wanted to follow them, but the old man blocked the door directly: "What do you want to do?"

Wei Yan said with a smile: "Grandpa Jin, I have been busy taking care of you for two days, and asking for a cup of tea is not an exaggeration, right?"

He couldn't reach out to hit the smiling person, let alone someone like Wei Yan who was good-looking and had taken care of him for several days.

The old man glared at Leng Yeting, and finally let them in.

Song Zhi brought over the food that Wei Yan had bought before, and Leng Yeting asked him to leave first.

After several people entered the courtyard, they could see that there was a courtyard outside the tile-roofed house.

The yard is not small, but there is a locust tree more than 20 meters high, which takes up more than half of the space.

Many other areas were divided into lanes, some daily vegetables were planted, and a small fish pond was built to raise fish.

The interior decoration style and supplies are all in the style of decades ago.

Although it is retro, the old items are all in good condition, and it can be seen that the owner has carefully maintained them.

There is a photo frame placed on the wooden desk in the corner. The photo shows a man and woman in their forties, holding a little girl with two pigtails in their hands. The family of three is smiling happily.

The old man poured a cup of hot water for each of them, then slowly walked over, held the photo frame in his arms, stretched out his thin hand and gently touched the face on the photo frame.

There was a smile on his face, his eyebrows suddenly became very gentle, and there was a bit of pride on his face: "Isn't this my wife very beautiful? I had a hard time marrying her back then... This is my daughter, isn't she cute!"

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Wei Yan accompanied him to settle down, and then left with Leng Yeting.

The two of them walked into the courtyard and stopped at the same time under the big locust tree in the courtyard.
Chapter completed!