Cloud city

It was night. In the quiet hall, Si Yan accompanied Jiang Lao to play chess together.

It was already the late spring season. The yard of the Jiang family rejuvenated her vitality.

Loung, quiet and comfortable.

A game of chess has come to the end without any suspense, and Si Yan lost again.

Jiang Lao slowly accepted his son, shook his head and laughed, "It's not a little bit back."

Si Yan had nothing to refute, only picking up a pawn in a quiet manner.

Jiang Lao glanced at him, "After going back for two days, it will ignore you?"

Si Yan pursed his edges and corner lips, and then said after picking up the chess pieces, "Grandpa, I'm back late!"

Jiang Lao Luozi, "The person who played chess, when there is no way, often use a trick to retreat."

Si Yan looked up at Jiang Lao.

Jiang Lao continued to say, "It seems to be dead, but it is full of mystery everywhere, depending on whether you can grasp the first -line life, and then die."

The old man smiled and shook his head, "Of course, when you come home, it is not a retreat."

Si Yan dropped a son, "I don't escape, I just need to think about it."

In Jiangcheng, thinking that she and that person might be together at any time, he was afraid that he couldn't control the anger and irritability in his heart, so he came back and returned to the place where he could calm him.

"Okay, think about it!" Jiang Lao nodded with a smile and continued to fall. "I hope that before you want to understand, people have not married."

Si Yan squeezed a chess piece's hand suddenly, his face covered a layer of black gas, no, it was evil.

Riverside

On the weekend, Jiang Tunnan and Qi Shuyi went to visit Grandma Qi. Grandma Qi still sat in the yard as before, and the weather was already hot, but she was still giving her a shawl on her shoulders on her shoulders.

Looking at Jiang Tunan's coming in, the old man smiled happily on his face, but his spirit was obviously not as good as before.

Even if it is such a vibrant season in spring, she can no longer drive away her.

Jiang Tunan walked over, took out the new shawl he bought, and laughed, "Grandma, this is relatively thin, I will replace it for you, okay?"

Grandma Qi touched the real silk shawl and nodded with a smile, "It's so good!"

Jiang Tunan surrounded the old man on his shoulders. "It is really beautiful to put it on grandma."

The old man laughed like a child who had a lot of beloved candy.

Jiang Tunnan intends to let Grandma Qi and Qi Shuyu talk alone, and leave on the grounds of putting a shawl.

Back in the house, Jiang Tunan saw Aunt Liang and asked, "Where is Grandma Qi's shawl?"

Auntie Liang was packing the house, and she laughed in her hand, "Trouble Miss Jiang put it in the old lady's room."

Jiang Tu nodded south, turned to Grandma Qi's room, opened the door and went in.

Jiang Tunan put the shawl on the mahogany hanger, and saw two clothes that had to be stacked in the bed in the bed. She walked over and helped stack it.

After picking up the clothes, I saw a photo under the pillow.

She took out the photo and saw that it was a very old photo. The young woman and the man in the photo were nestled together. The young face was full of happiness.

Women's facial features can be seen in the shadow of Grandma Qi. Men should be Qi Shuyu's grandfather?

Flip the photo, the back of the back is written with the names of Grandma Qi and Grandpa Qi Shu, and the date.

Fifty years ago photos.

It turns out that the two have loved each other.
Chapter completed!