"An San, you get out of the way, we want to see our grandfather."

"The old man is still taking a nap, and the two young masters may need to wait for a while."

An Zizhao didn't dare to break in and coughed lightly: "Okay, grandfather is awake, call us..."

"Who is outside?" An old and majestic voice came from the house.

An Zizhao's whole body was shocked and instantly restrained his sloppy expression.

Quan Hanting also subconsciously straightened his spine.

An San replied respectfully: "They are two young masters."

"Let them come in."

An Junhuang just got off a nap and was wearing a suitable casual outfit, looking casual and friendly.

Although he is over 60 years old, his figure is maintained very well and his muscles are well symmetrical. If he ignores his white temples, his waist, legs, and arms, he is comparable to a young man in his twenties or thirties.

And all of this is the result of self-discipline.

The old man not only strictly arranged his exercise time, but also made him more accurate in controlling his diet and daily life.

They are Buddhist health care, and they do it the same as performing tasks.

An uncle of the same age asked him: Isn’t it tiring to do this?

An Junhuang: If you can prolong your life, you won’t feel tired.

Everyone said that the fearless young master An was unable to avoid the world after all, because he was old and began to fear death.

But An Zizhao knew in his heart that his grandfather was not afraid of death, he was just afraid of walking in front of his grandmother, which made her sad and cry.

A man is arranged clearly in life, old age, sickness and death, just to prevent his woman from being sad, which shows how deep love is.

"It's rare for you two to come together."

Quan Hanting pursed his lips, as if he was organizing language.

An Zizhao poured a cup of hot tea for the old man: "Do you have some?"

An Junhuang raised his hand to take it, pointed to the sofa next to him: "Sit down and say."

The two dared not refute.

Although An Junhuang completely retired after the An family's authority was transferred to An Jue, no one in the entire family dared to make rash decisions in front of him. Even if the former "Dark Emperor" was full of grandchildren and family, he was majestic and powerful.

An Zizhao didn't talk nonsense and said the whole story concisely and clearly: "...Sister-in-law is angry, my brother is so worried. Can you think of a solution?"

An Junhuang didn't know what he thought of, but his expression suddenly became quite subtle.

History is always surprisingly similar. In the past, the old man didn’t believe this, but now...

"Well! You guys are just doing this for you at noon?"

Seeing that he was speaking lightly, An Zizhao hurriedly retorted: "My brother finally got a girlfriend. Now that his girlfriend is angry, that's a big deal!"

The old man: "Why are you asking me?"

"Well... you can handle a tough woman like my grandmother. She must be a master when she was young! If you don't look for you, who will you look for?"

Could it be that he was looking for his expressionless father?

An Zizhao seriously suspected that if his mother had not been raised by her since childhood, and had a generous and proactive personality, dared to love and hate, her father might not have been able to marry a wife in this life, and he would not have been a son now, and he would be alone.

An Junhuang is quite fond of the word "master".

I remember when he was chasing his wife, the difficulty was as good as winning half of the An family.

The bitterness in it is still lingering in my heart now, and I feel a lot of emotion...

If you say that when you were taking a shower, you really did that year.

An Zizhao looked horrified.

Quan Hanting's eyes shone: "How did my grandfather deal with it at that time?"

then……

"What are you three talking about? You guys heard the sound from afar." The old lady came in from outside, put the newly picked flowers from the garden aside, took the handkerchief handed by the servant and wiped her hands.

Then he sat next to An Junhuang, looking like "I want to join too".

The three men present were silent at the same time.

The old lady raised her eyebrows, her tone was a bit teasing, with a different meaning: "Why, I can't listen?"

Anzi Showa and Quan Hanting shook his head at the same time.

How dare they...

Ye Guxing turned his head to see An Junhuang again.

The latter smiled: "There is nothing in this family that you can't listen to."

The old lady was satisfied.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and his desire to survive was simply unaware of it.

An Zizhao smiles: The elderly brand dog food is so delicious!

Quan Hanting was taught: Yes, I learned another trick!

The old lady's joining made the old man unable to speak because—

"I was like... I asked your grandfather to tell you that he knew best, right?"

An Junhuang is completely driven to the shelves now.

If Ye Gu Xing didn't come, he could still rely on his "grandfather" to say something, not say something, or embellish it, so that his behavior back then would not sound so second-rate.

But as soon as my wife arrived, there was nothing she could do about it, so I could only tell the truth.

"... At that time, your grandmother's phone couldn't be connected. I was very anxious. As New Year's Eve was coming, I couldn't leave either. Cough... I asked everyone to help call..."

An Zizhao: "Everyone?"

Quan Hanting: "Call?"

Upon hearing this, the old lady nodded affirmatively: "I was a person from another place and stayed in a hotel. When I woke up, I had hundreds of missed calls, all of which were unknown numbers. There were a variety of foreign, domestic, various regions, and countries. I don't know how he made these people obedient..."

All regions and countries, An Zizhao fell into deep thought, could it be—

"Grandfather asked the island's guests to call?"

An Junhuang nodded very low-key.

An Zizhao: "?!" There is actually such an operation?

It's so awesome!

What Quan Hanting was curious about was: "Who are willing to do this?" According to An family's situation, the guests who were invited to the island were either rich or noble, including many of whom were on par with An Junhuang. Who are really so obedient?

Ye Guxing couldn't help but be curious.

The old man coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment: "I promise that whoever can make a call will get the right to settle down in Victoria Harbor next year for one year."

Ye Guxing: "!"

An Zizhao: Hiccup! There is so much dog food. Come on, hurt each other!

Quan Hanting: I don’t seem to have the right to use Victoria Harbor, but I have the right to use the wharf! But... the New Year’s Eve banquet has passed, and the guests have already left almost...

"Is that finally opened?"

The old lady smiled and shook her head: "No."

"What after?"

after……

An Junhuang's eyes flashed with embarrassment. The majestic old man suddenly showed this expression, and the two little ones almost didn't react.

See you for a long time!

"Tell me." The old man blamed the old lady.

The latter's eyes were empty, as if he was trapped in memories...

An Junhuang finally failed to attend the New Year’s Eve banquet that year because he rushed back to China to spend the New Year with her.

For this reason, An Junhuang's mother was furious on the island, and her dissatisfaction with Ye Guxing reached its peak, and gradually evolved into murderous intent.

An Zizhao: "Handsome!"
Chapter completed!