Chapter 714

The middle-aged man waved with a smile; Qianyi walked over quickly, and there was also a young man beside her, following closely behind.

The old man suddenly stopped, looked up at the sky, and then took a deep breath, and two lines of clear tears flowed from his eyes.

"Back, back, how many years of night dreams, today finally home."

"Grandpa!" Qianyi held her grandfather's hand, and tears followed down.

She knew how much her grandfather missed his hometown and missed his relatives in his hometown, but due to various reasons, he could never make the trip; today finally back, she very much understood her grandfather's mood.

"Hehe..."

The old man tidied up his mood and chuckled: "People are old, just missing home."

"Dad!" Qianyi's father, Zhou Xianqiang, said with a smile: "Back, no matter if we can find the eldest uncle and second uncle, just stay in the mainland for a while, when you have stayed enough, then go back."

"Grandpa!" Qianyi helped her grandfather, "Let's go, if there's anything to say, let's go back and say it."

"Go!" The old man let go of Qianyi's hand helping him, and walked toward the parking lot like flying; the walking stick in his hand seemed to be just a decoration.

Got into a business car, the car drove into Beijing, and the old man looked at the scenery outside the car window and said with emotion.

"More than forty years, the changes in Beijing are also very big."

"Yes!" Zhou Qianyi leaned against her grandfather, looking out the window, "I don't know what it was like forty years ago, but just these three or four years, I feel the changes are very big.

It can be said that it's not just Beijing, in the mainland, every city is changing every day. I think, in less than twenty years, the mainland's economy will definitely soar."

The old man asked with a smile: "You have such confidence?"

"Yes!" Zhou Qianyi answered very definitely, "You just arrived, your feelings are not deep yet; wait until you walk around and see, then you will know where my confidence comes from."

The old man nodded: "I must walk around, especially Jilin Province, I must go back."

Zhou Qianyi hesitated, but still said: "Grandpa, I have already been to Xiaogu Village."

The old man's body shook, the hand holding the walking stick suddenly had blue veins protruding, his lips trembled, and it took a long time before he could speak.

"Did you find them?"

Zhou Qianyi shook her head: "No, several old people in the village all remember you and the eldest uncle and second uncle. According to them, after the victory of the War of Resistance, the second uncle went back to find you, and then never saw the second uncle again."

The old man shed tears again, excitedly saying: "Your second uncle went back, good, good, as long as he is still alive, we will find him one day."

"Right!" Zhou Qianyi nodded heavily, "I think so too, as long as the second uncle is alive, sooner or later we can find him, it's just that there has been no news of the eldest uncle."

The old man sighed: "Your eldest uncle, it's very likely he is no longer in this world."

The car suddenly went silent for two or three minutes, and the old man chuckled, breaking the somewhat suppressed atmosphere.

"Is Wenxuan used to following to the mainland?" The old man looked at the young man and asked.

Luo Wenxuan smiled slightly: "There is no habit or not, as long as I can accompany Qianyi. Don't talk about the mainland, even in South Africa, I am willing."

"Hahaha..."

The old man laughed heartily, looking like his mood was not bad.

Jinwan Hotel, Zhou Qianyi helped her grandfather get out of the car.

"Grandpa, you still have vision. With the mainland's reform and opening up, our hotel business is getting better and better, and I'm thinking of opening another one in Shanghai."

The old man looked up at the four big characters "Jinwan Hotel" on the building wall.

"The mainland business is left to you; you make the decision yourself."

The four entered the hotel and went directly to the arranged guest room.

The old man held his walking stick and came to the window: "Book a flight, I'm going to Changchun tomorrow!"

Zhou Xianqiang said: "Dad, you just arrived, better rest for a few days before going."

"No!" The old man was very determined, "Must leave tomorrow, I can't wait anymore."

Zhou Qianyi was very helpless: "Grandpa, the flight from Beijing to Changchun is not every day, I'll ask, just book the nearest flight."

"Okay!" The old man turned around and started chasing people away, "You all go out, I'll rest for a while, and go out for a stroll in the evening."

"Grandpa, Dad!" At this time, Zhou Qianyi's younger brother, Zhou Yu, walked in, "I said I would go to the airport to pick you up, Qianyi wouldn't let me, it pissed me off."

The old man snorted coldly: "Just don't piss me to death."

Zhou Yu giggled, sat on the sofa, "Even if you piss my dad to death, you can't piss you to death, otherwise the family property will all go to my dad, who should I ask for pocket money."

Hearing his son's words, Zhou Xianqiang was so angry his face turned blue, but looking at the old man, he forced his anger down.

The old man looked at the giggling grandson who had no sitting posture, and suddenly swung his walking stick and hit him.

"I'll beat you to death, you bastard."

"Ouch!" Zhou Yu didn't expect that his grandfather, who had always loved him, would suddenly hit him, and hit him so hard, it hurt so much he jumped on the sofa, held his head, and ran out.

"Grandpa, are you crazy, why are you hitting me?"

The old man glared and said: "Hitting you? I regret not hitting you to death when you were young."

Zhou Yu stiffened his neck and roared: "You hit, you hit, you only have me as a grandson, if you hit me to death, your Zhou family will have no descendants, and there won't even be anyone to burn incense for you in the future."

"I..."

The old man raised his walking stick to hit again, but was pulled by Zhou Qianyi: "Grandpa, don't pay attention to him."

"Sigh!" The old man sighed and sat back on the sofa.

"How did I educate such a bastard; if your second grandfather knew, who knows how he would lecture me."

"I really don't understand, it's been lost for more than forty years, why are you still looking for him?" Zhou Yu rubbed his beaten shoulder, running wildly on the edge of death, "A family of poor ghosts, are you still going to divide the family property to them? Tell you, I absolutely disagree."

The old man was so angry his whole body trembled, stood up, raised his walking stick, and then his legs went soft, and he sat back heavily, his face suddenly turning pale, without a drop of blood.

"Grandpa!"

"Dad!"

"Grandpa!"

"Quick quick quick, heart-saving pill." Zhou Qianyi was so scared her hands were trembling, rummaged through her grandfather's pocket, finally found the medicine, and sent it into her grandfather's mouth.

"Hu!" The old man let out a long breath.

"I'll beat you to death, you unfilial son." Zhou Xianqiang roared, picked up the old man's walking stick and hit him.

This kid saw it, almost caused a big disaster, turned around and ran, thinking, can't come back tonight, otherwise he would really be beaten to death.

It's just that thinking about the old man finding poor relatives and still wanting to divide away a lot of property made him unhappy.