Chen Ping took a deep breath and walked into the yard.

As soon as he entered the yard, he felt the unusualness and peace. There were a lot of gadgets planted in the yard, and he also raised two tabby cats and a Labrador.

There were several bird cages hanging in the yard, chirping non-stop.

Looks very angry.

The middle hall of the yard is a small open-air pool with lotus flowers planted, and they are blooming vigorously. The pink lotus flowers are very beautiful.

Around the surroundings are small vegetable gardens, with a lot of vegetables planted.

What a pleasant scenery of pastoral life.

Chen Ping raised the stone road and walked in. After walking about fifty meters, he walked through the middle gate of the inner courtyard and saw a courtyard.

In the courtyard, there is a century-old old fire date tree with lush branches and leaves, with many green and crystal fire dates hanging. It is not yet the ripe season.

Under the jurisdiction, an old man wearing a white Tai Chi suit and a silver haired man was leisurely holding a palm fan and fanning himself in the wind and humming a tune.

Chen Ping stood at the door, and the old man suddenly stopped the movements in his hand, as if he had felt something. He stood up and looked towards the door. A pair of chaotic eyes fell on Chen Ping at this moment, and the most kind smile in the world appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Xiao Ping'er, are you back?"

Chen Ping couldn't help but his eyes were wet. He stepped forward a few steps, knelt in front of the old man, kowtowed, and said, "Grandpa."

Chen Ping still remembers the time when he was held in his arms by his grandfather when he was a child.

At that time, my mother was still there, and my grandfather treated him the best. He would give him delicious food and fun things to Chen Ping.

The old man stretched out his wrinkled old hands, burst into tears in excitement, touched Chen Ping's head, and said, "Yoyo, get up quickly, my little Ping'er is back to see me, the old man...my little Ping'er..."

The old man kept chanting, his eyes were moist.

Looking at Chen Ping's face carefully, he muttered: "It looks like it, it looks like Zhiying, you two are carved from the same mold."

The old man said, stretched out his hand to signal Chen Ping to sit on the stone pier on one side, and said, "Sit down, grandpa has left you good things, wait, grandpa will get it for you."

As he said that, the old man staggered, got up, walked into the inner courtyard step by step, and burst out a precious wooden box of gold wire and placed it on the stone table.

Then, he took a few breaths before sitting back.

He happily pointed at the wooden box with a palm fan and smiled and said, "Open it, open it, open it quickly."

When Chen Ping heard this, he reached out and opened the golden wooden box. When he saw what was inside, he couldn't help but cry.

"It's all your favorite food, and my grandfather keeps it for you."

The old man smiled and reached out to take out a big white rabbit milk candy, peeled the candy paper with his own hands, and handed it to Chen Ping, saying, "Eat one."

Chen Ping accepted it happily, and put it in his mouth, his mouth full of sweetness.

Chen Ping also peeled one and handed it to the old man and said, "Grandpa, you can eat it too."

The old man couldn't stop smiling, he nodded, and ate a big white rabbit milk candy, and said with satisfaction: "It's better for me, Xiao Ping'er, to be nice to my grandfather."

The two, one old and one young, and two grandparents, were under the old fire jujube tree, saying something they hadn't said for a long time.

"Hey, Xiao Ping'er, where is your mother? Why didn't you come back to see me, the old man?"

Suddenly, the old man asked.

Chen Ping was stunned, looking at the old man in front of him with a little excited look, with a lot of words blocking his throat.

Then, the old man looked at Chen Ping with confusion again and said, "Hey, who are you? Why are you in my yard?"

Hearing this, Chen Ping could no longer hold it back and tears burst out from the dam.

thump!

Chen Ping knelt in front of the old man, held the old man's hand, and said, "Grandpa, it's me, I am Chen Ping, your favorite Xiao Ping'er... Grandpa..."

"Xiao Ping'er...my Xiao Ping'er... is back?"

The old man said, looking at the direction of the door, looking very lonely.

Chen Ping took the old man's hand and looked at his old face and lonely expression, and his heart hurt.

After staying with him for a while, the old man, Chen Ping was about to leave.

When he walked to the door, the old man sitting on the recliner suddenly said, "My little Ping'er, you have to be careful of them..."

Chen Ping suddenly turned around and saw the old man looking at him, but soon, his eyes became lonely again, and he muttered: "Xiao Ping'er, Zhiying... When will you come back to see me..."

Chen Ping stood for a while, turned around and left here.

Walking out of the yard and standing at the door, Chen Ping took a deep breath.

Beside him, Lin Zhong, one of the three elders of the Lin clan, said with a smile: "Young Master Chen, have you seen the old man?"

Chen Ping suppressed the coldness in his heart and asked, "How long have grandpa been suffering from this disease?"

Lin Zhong replied: "The master of my hometown has been suffering from this disease for several years. The master of my hometown has been thinking about you and Miss Zhiying. If you could come here to see the master of my hometown earlier, maybe the master of my hometown will be better."

Chen Ping let out a breath, looked at Lin Zhong with cold eyes, and said, "Old Lin, you are one of the three elders of the Lin clan. Logically speaking, you should stay with my grandfather. Why, you chose Lin Zhengxin now?"

Lin Zhong smiled and said, "Good birds choose trees to live in. Lin Zhengxin is the current head of the Lin family, so I will naturally follow him."

"Yeah?"

Chen Ping said coldly, glanced at the Lin guards guarding around him and said, "How do I feel that these people are not protecting my grandfather, but monitoring my grandfather?"

Lin Zhong squeezed out a smile and said, "The head of the young master Chen misunderstood. How could it be? The old man has made great contributions to the Lin family. These guards only ensure the safety of the head of the hometown..."

Chen Ping frowned and said something he didn't even point out in front of him.

Then, he said, "Go to meet Lin Zhengxin."

Lin Zhong made a gesture of invitation when he heard this.

Then, the group walked towards the Lin family's reception hall.

Lin Zhong looked back at the yard, a chill flashed across the corners of his eyes, and said to the servant beside him: "Look at the head of the hometown, don't let him say something he shouldn't say. In addition, put more medicine for future meals."

The maid kneeling on the ground nodded tremblingly.

Then, Lin Zhong caught up with Chen Ping in front.

At this moment, the reception hall of Lin's family was filled with core members of Lin's family.

The three masters of the Lin family, led by Lin Zhengxin, sat upright on the chair of the Grand Master. Each of them looked cold and had a little anger in their eyes.

Chen Ping walked in at this moment, and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm so tired of welcome to me in such a big show."
Chapter completed!