Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Chapter 1287 Is This Your Daughter?

ps: I read the comments recently and found that some readers have mentioned the problem of addressing great grandfather and second grandfather from the very beginning. It is true that the reading is not smooth partly due to the issue of address, but in the final analysis, it is because the name cannot be written, in order to distinguish, so Jiang Cheng’s biological grandfather is the great grandfather.

At Jiang Cheng's call, several people guarding Chen Pinghe's door lifted Qiu Zheng's wheelchair to the threshold.

While pushing Qiu Zheng halfway to the reception room, Jiang Jianmin hurried towards them.

"Uncle Jiang."

"dad."

Seeing that he and Jiang Cheng spoke almost at the same time, Qiu Yihe looked at Jiang Cheng with a slightly unnatural look.

Jiang Jianmin nodded at them and then took over Jiang Cheng's position.

Seeing that Qiu Yihe's expression was always tense.

Jiang Cheng looked at him and said, "Don't be nervous..."

Hearing this, Qiu Yihe nodded.

But he swallowed subconsciously: "I have never been so nervous since I was a child. Your grandfather doesn't want to see you. I didn't expect that I would be so lucky..."

As they were talking, several people had already walked to the door of the reception room.

My grandfather, who had just walked out of the room, was about to sit on a chair in the hall.

Looking at Qiu Zheng who was carefully carried in by several people in a wheelchair.

His body suddenly stopped, as if time had frozen at this moment.

With a "click", the book that the grandfather was holding tightly in his hand fell to the ground.

"Uncle Jiang~"

Hearing Qiu Zheng's call, the grandfather's eyes instantly turned red and tears welled up in them.

He stood up hurriedly and walked towards Qiu Zheng with a slightly staggering step.

The grandfather's face, which was covered with black-framed glasses, was full of wrinkles.

And at this moment, these wrinkles seem even deeper because of excitement and sadness.

From those cloudy eyes, crystal tears rolled down uncontrollably.

With tearful eyes, she stared at Qiu Zheng's face, which looked a little hideous due to pain.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know how to start.

For a moment, the entire hall fell into a heart-wrenching silence.

The great grandfather's weather-beaten, wrinkled hands trembled as he held Qiu Zheng's hand tightly.

The various experiences that Qiu Zheng went through were like a key that quietly opened the door deep in his grandfather's memory.

Those long-forgotten past events came flooding back to my mind like a tide.

"Xiao Qiu, good boy, good boy... It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..."

The great grandfather's voice was obviously choked with sobs as he repeated this sentence over and over again.

Jiang Cheng, who was standing nearby, keenly sensed the love and sorrow surging in his grandfather's heart.

He walked quickly forward to his grandfather's side, and reached out his hand to firmly support his slightly trembling body.

Like an old grandfather, Qiu Zheng at this moment pursed his lips tightly, trying hard not to let the tears flow out, but his eyes had already turned red.

He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his excitement.

"Uncle Jiang, I'm fine. I'm so happy to see you again! You must take good care of yourself!"

Qiu Zheng suppressed the grief in his heart and tried to speak in a calm tone.

However, his slightly trembling voice still betrayed his true emotions.

The great grandfather gently patted Jiang Cheng's hand that was supporting him, indicating that he was fine.

Looking at Qiu Zheng, his eyes were full of love and heartache: "Xiao Qiu... Oh, uncle, I don't know what to say... You, child, have suffered so much over the years..."

As he said this, the great grandfather couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

Seeing that his father looked a little dazed, Jiang Jianmin, who was standing nearby pushing Qiu Zheng's wheelchair, suddenly panicked.

He quickly advised: "Dad, please don't get too excited. It's important to take care of your health! Let's sit down and talk slowly..."

"Jiang Cheng, help your grandfather sit down."

After helping his grandfather sit on the chair in the middle, Jiang Cheng picked up the book that had fallen on the ground.

I saw that my grandfather was reading "Selected Works of Mao Zedong".

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but frown.

To be honest, as I get to know more people.

Jiang Chengyue felt that his knowledge reserves seemed a little weak.

Although I also got into a first-class university.

But whether it is communicating with the respected great-grandfather or discussing issues with his knowledgeable father.

Or maybe he could be competing with the knowledgeable Qiu Zheng.

He found that his academic qualifications were at the bottom.

Alas, so shameful.

I don’t know when the system will be able to give me a skill to read ten lines at a glance or some kind of knowledge accumulation.

It’s a pity that when Jiang Cheng put the book back to his grandfather’s desk, the system still didn’t respond.

After everyone sat down, Uncle Lin appeared out of nowhere.

He walked forward skillfully and quickly, and diligently added tea to each guest present.

After completing the task, he retreated to the side as quietly and silently as when he came. The whole process was so smooth that it was almost imperceptible.

Qiu Yihe had just noticed that the scale of this courtyard was beyond imagination.

When she walked through the door, she had to walk through two long corridors.

The carefully arranged scenery on both sides of the corridor is very pleasing to the eye.

Those precious flowers and plants are vying with each other in beauty and are dotted with uniquely shaped rockery and sparkling fish ponds.

Normally speaking, this house must require a lot of daily maintenance.

But the strange thing is that although there are no extra cleaning staff busy around, everything here is still kept in order and spotless.

Jiang Cheng placed his hand gently on his grandfather's back, softly helping him breathe.

After Grandpa's breathing calmed down a little, Jiang Cheng changed the subject unnoticeably.

He asked softly, "Grandpa, where is the second master?"

Grandpa took a deep breath and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

The answer was, "I did a lot of tests this morning. The results were stable and good. I went to rest after the tests."

After saying that, grandpa slowly closed his eyes again, as if he wanted to accumulate more strength.

After a while, Grandpa opened his eyes and looked at Qiu Yihe who was sitting next to Qiu Zhen.

"Is this your daughter?"

Qiu Zheng, who was standing by, seemed to suddenly react and slapped his forehead.

He immediately said to Qiu Yihe: "Oh my, look at my memory, yes, yes, come on, call me grandpa!"

Hearing this, Qiu Yihe, who was originally a little reserved, suddenly became a little flustered.

She stood up hastily, clasping her hands in front of her.

He glanced at Jiang Cheng and his grandfather with a slightly nervous look.

Qiu Yihe took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

Carefully picked up the gift on the table.

She walked up to the great grandfather with a smile and nodded obediently.

Then she said in a sweet voice: "Hello, Grandpa, my name is Qiu Yihe, these are some specialties of the Magic City that I brought to you."

The grandfather took the gift bag from Qiu Yihe with a loving face.

Smiling, he replied, "Okay, okay, good kid. I haven't been to Shanghai for many years. Every time Jiang Cheng comes back, he brings me some local specialties. I like them very much. Thank you."

Seeing the old man taking his things, Qiu Yihe felt relieved.

I mustered up the courage to say, "When I was studying, I really liked some of the policies you proposed."

Hearing this, the great grandfather laughed, with a bit of emotion in his tone: "Those are all things of the past. The times are progressing. The future of China will ultimately depend on young people like you to open up. Your thinking is more active and your vision is broader. The road to the future will still be led by you."

Qiu Yihe looked solemn, and spoke in a firm and respectful tone: "Your thoughts have not only influenced an era, but also set a spiritual benchmark for us. Although times are changing, wisdom and truth will last forever. Although I am moving very slowly in this regard, I also hope to do my best to take over this correct baton and contribute a small part to the correct ideological outlook."

This answer is full of righteousness.

Jiang Cheng suddenly found that he seemed to have never known Qiu Yihe.

I can only say two words silently: awesome.