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Chapter 1766 Mr. Yang (2)

He was wearing a very simple shirt and black pants.

There is a kind of aura that is not angry and prestige.

Yang Moyan couldn't help but relax a lot.

This is Mr. Yang, his grandfather.

And this courtyard house is actually the old house of their Yang family.

It's just that Mr. Yang broke into the world in the business world later, and for some reasons such as work, he discussed with Na Lanqin and the old man and moved out of the courtyard.

But sometimes the family often runs back.

But the old man didn't want them to work too hard, so he refused. Later, they came to the courtyard to spend time with the old man during the festivals, or sent someone to pick him up.

There are other old men in this courtyard.

Among other things, Mr. Yang was a member of the army when he was young.

Because of his meritorious service and strong ability during his service, he was promoted very quickly, but at the age of 25, he has already led several teams to participate in some dangerous actions.

After retiring, he is a veteran of the army.

In fact, the Yang family, counting from the old man to the top, are all members of the army.

But in Mr. Yang's generation, Mr. Yang has gone in the business world and never returned.

When Yang Moyan was young, he was often by Mr. Yang's side.

Probably it was this kind of influence that made him more mature and bloody than those children of the same age. It was also caused by his talent and intelligence, as well as his own personality. When he was young, Yang Moyan had a very calm personality.

When I was still in the courtyard, I was already the leader of the other children in those courtyards.

It can be said that sometimes he is more eloquent than those adults say, and the children in the compound obey him, and they dare not even resist.

And all the adults are also optimistic about Yang Moyan, thinking that this child will be great in the future.

What's more, if you are still with Mr. Yang, if you join the army, it will be even more terrible.

But what I couldn't think of was.

After Yang Moyan grew up, he did not join the army, but was very interested in psychology and criminal investigation.

Then he resolutely chose these in-depth research.

But it also seems that because of Mr. Yang, every action he takes is to lead the troops.

The fame and achievements are too numerous to count.

Until the fading out of the altar in recent years.

Thinking of the past, Yang Moyan can always think of his own childhood, as well as the handsome and unrestrained military uniform of Mr. Yang when he was young, his clean and neat methods, and his triumphant return every time he took action.

Still have.

The kindness of every ordinary grandfather towards his grandson was carried in the sternness when he trained himself.

Yang Moyan's tone became lighter, and he slowly walked in front of Mr. Yang, squatting down slightly until he was at the same level as Mr. Yang, and his eyes just fell on Mr. Yang, watching quietly. looking at each other.

After a few seconds, he called softly, "Grandpa."

Mr. Yang's sleep is very light.

It has probably been the habit for so many years.

Such a soft call made him open his eyes easily.

What kind of eyes are those? Open your eyes?
Inside, it was scorching black.

With majesty, and extremely clear and clear eyes without a trace of chaos.

He seemed very surprised that Yang Moyan could come to find him on this windy day.

Then, just like when he was a child, he stretched out his big wrinkled hand, placed it on Yang Moyan's head and pressed it lightly, and then he narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Mo Yan is here..."

(End of this chapter)