Chapter 74: First visit to the old general (2)

My sister will not bully her anymore, it’s good.
"Hey, what about your grandfather?" The wind stood up and asked with a smile.
The guard was so scared that he stopped beating. He wanted to stop Nalan’s child. Although his IQ was not high, he reacted quickly and he had already spoken out.
"Grandpa, raising grass in the backyard - grass."
At that moment, the guard's face was pale, and he thought of the general's words, and his legs were a little weak.
"Young Master..." The guards cried and turned a face to Nalan.
Nalanjing sank for a moment and said: "Nothing, I will look at her. If she dares to bully her son and hurt her grandfather, I will throw her out regardless of her identity."
It may be that she is raging in the Lingyue Pavilion, and maybe... it is the gentleness of her eyes that can't be turned, let him finally, or choose to trust her again.
Thinking of this, Nalan net laughed at herself.
How much injury do you have to suffer, will you want to... hate her thoroughly?
Nalan’s nephew had pulled the wind down her hand and walked down the backyard. After seeing this scene, the guards did not hesitate and went quickly in the direction of the study.
He must report to the generals in order to prevent the wind from falling and turning over.
......
backyard.
The old man's hair was all white, bowed with a back, and he took care of the herbs in the yard with great care.
His body is no longer healthy and even older than the average person.
Far away, the wind saw the white hair, and her heart was inexplicably sour.
In the memory of the original Lord, a grandfather a few years ago was able to fight the battlefield. In a few years, he had old hair and white back, and even he could only raise some medicine at home and could not continue. Fight for the clouds.
What kind of harm is this for the father who has spent the rest of his life in the country?
"Net child, are you here?" Father smiled and looked up.
At this moment, the familiar figure in front of him stunned into his eyes.
His palm trembled, the kettle fell to the ground, and the splash of mud slammed on the father's body, but he always looked at the wind.
The kind of eyes that are full of expectation and fear make the wind more uncomfortable.
In this world, no one is a grandfather, and he will really be angry with his children.
He is just sad. When a sad child grows up, he becomes more and more disobedient. He obviously wants to let the child return to his side, and he is worried... she will hurt his heart as always.
"Is it too late?" After all, the old man returned from his sorrow and smiled. "You see it too messy, or else, let's go to other places?"
He was worried about the herbs in the yard and sighed.
These herbs are all collected by the mainland, and he is exhausted for several months. His unavoidable fears will be destroyed.
After all, the previous wind is like a virtue, no one does not know...
The wind did not speak, and the jar of wine in her hand was taken for granted by Nalan.
Nalan net stunned and the subconscious came over.
When he returned to God, the wind had already gone to the front of the old man, and picked up the kettle on the ground.
Originally, she saw her close to the medicinal materials. Everyone's heart was raised. Nalan was trying to stop it. Who knows that she was safely sprinkling water for the medicine?
(End of this chapter)