"Young Master."

"Master Fu."

As soon as the two people appeared in the two houses, servants came up to greet them.

"Where's grandpa?"

"The old man is in the backyard." One of the servants replied.

When they heard that their grandfather was in the backyard, Rong Qianlong and Fu Haoming's eyes lit up. Then they quickly put away the bright light and asked, "Where are the other people in the family?"

"The eldest, second and third masters have all gone to the army. The eldest, second and third ladies have also gone out. The eldest and second young masters have gone to work..."

"I know, I know." The servant was about to continue, but was cut off by Rong Qianlong who couldn't bear it.

Waiting for him to continue, probably until tomorrow.

It's okay if the others are not at home.

"Okay, you go make a pot of tea and send it to the backyard."

After giving the instructions, Rong Qianlong continued to pull Chu Huaxin towards the backyard.

Coming out of a wood-carved arched door, what comes into view is a courtyard of flowers, plants and trees, which is different from the Xu family's lawn. It is like a natural flower house. Now in April, many flowers are in full bloom, colorful and beautiful.

In the middle surrounded by flowers and plants is a pavilion with wooden tables and chairs, carved with exquisite patterns.

Not far from the garden is a wooden house. It can be clearly seen that the house has been carefully taken care of. The house looks almost like a newly built one, but it still retains a quaint and historical feel.

Rong Qianlong pulled her towards the wooden house. As soon as she reached the door, she could see light flowing out of the house.

Rong Qianlong kicked the door open, and the people who were talking about something inside were startled.

"You little brat, you can't be quieter."

Before Chu Huaxin could clearly see the people inside, she heard the angry roar.

Rong Qianlong let go of Chu Huaxin and raised his lips, "The descendants of the Rong family will not take the ordinary path."

Chu Huaxin lowered his eyes and saw an old man who was over eighty years old walking out of the house with steady steps, holding a cane in his hand as if he was going to knock Rong Qianlong on the head.

But Young Master Rong was not the one who stood there and was beaten obediently, so he naturally walked away long ago.

So Chu Huaxin, who was standing behind him, almost suffered a disaster.

The old man's crutch hit her directly...

It came so fast that Chu Huaxin forgot to react.

Fortunately, although the old man was old, he still retained the same skills as before. He stopped when the crutch was only a few centimeters away from her.

Looking at the girl who was blocked by his grandson just now, he narrowed his sharp eyes, looked at her quietly for a long time, and then looked at Chu Huaxin with a strange smile.

"Whose daughter is so handsome?"

Listening to the old man's slightly aged praise, Chu Huaxin blushed inexplicably.

The old man in front of her looked somewhat similar to Rong Qianlong, and with that kind smile, Chu Huaxin was not as nervous about her as she had imagined.

"Grandpa, aren't you beautiful?" Rong Qianlong stepped forward with a flattering smile, and held the old man's hand holding the cane thoughtfully. It looked like he was supporting the old man, but Chu Huaxin felt that he was doing it to prevent the old man from doing it again.

Swing the stick at him.

Mr. Rong glanced at him and waved his hand away unceremoniously, "Which girl is this from?"

The old man's speech still retains the flavor of his time.

Perhaps because of her mother, Chu Huaxin likes retro things, whether it is items or the way she speaks, she likes them very much.
Chapter completed!