The villain is too crazy, the little ancestor is not going to do it anymore

In the old city, lush trees on both sides of the historic streets are interwoven into dense green shades, covering this ancient land with a veil of tranquility.

Under the shade of the trees, groups of people are leisurely and contented, some sitting on stone benches, holding fans, chatting softly about family matters, enjoying the coolness of nature and the tranquility of time; some gathering around a table, immersed in the world of chess and cards, sometimes laughing and talking, sometimes concentrating in meditation, enjoying themselves.

This leisure and freedom, as if time has slowed down here, forms a sharp contrast with the hurried and busy pace of life in the new city outside. People can't help but indulge in the unique tranquility and comfort of the old city and linger there.

“This is still the familiar street scene and familiar smell!”

In this world, the familiar street scenes are still there, filled with the breath of the past, so intimate, so intoxicating!

Mr. Luo leaned over the car window, his eyes piercing through the dust of time, gazing at the street engraved deep in his memory, and could not help but let out a long and affectionate sigh.

Gu Ranle nodded slightly and responded, "Yes, the style of the old city has gone through the baptism of time, but it still maintains that unchanging sentiment."

The old man's words were full of sentimental ripples, "No matter where we grow up and plant the roots of our lives, the land that has nourished our souls since childhood will always be the most gentle destination in the depths of our hearts."

He raised his hand and gently wiped the corners of his eyes, with a faint blush flashing in his eyes, as if expressing endless attachment.

"It's just a pity that although the scenery here remains the same, everything has changed, and the people are no longer the same, leaving only a faint sadness."

Gu Ranle gently tilted her head and stared at the old man's profile. Thousands of words surged in her heart, but she didn't know where to start. All that remained was silence.

When we were young, we were like bound birds, trying our best to break free from the familiar sky and fly far away.

Now, as time flies and people grow old, the homeland that they once longed to escape from has become the deepest concern in their hearts, which lingers in their minds and cannot be shaken off.

Human beings are truly a collection of contradictions, always wavering between gains and losses, searching in separation and reunion. Perhaps this is the truest portrayal of life.

However, the tranquility and serenity of the old city did bring a lot of spiritual comfort to Gu Ranle.

The vehicle flexibly shuttled through the narrow streets and finally slowly stopped beside a relatively open street.

Follow the stone road carved by time, exploring deeper and deeper step by step until you reach the end of the road, where a quaint and elegant house stands quietly, as if it is the guardian of time.

Mr. Luo held a walking stick and walked slowly but steadily, each step firmly on the stone road, as if he was walking in the long river of history.

He walked without stopping and came straight to the front of the house.

The old wooden door, tightly closed, seemed to be telling stories from the past.

Since A Lu was still in the hospital, the hospital was particularly quiet, with only the sound of wind gently blowing through the leaves.

Gu Ranle took out a key from his pocket and gently inserted it into the keyhole. With a slight "click", the wooden door opened.

When you push open the door, what comes into view is a yard full of lush and vibrant grape vines, like a green ocean.

Bunches of grapes hang on the branches, heavy as if they are the most generous gift from nature.

There are also many ripe fruits scattered on the ground, giving off an enticing aroma.

“This grape vine is still there!”

Mr. Luo stood at the door, his eyes gleaming with disbelief.

His eyes were fixed on the grape vine that covered almost the entire yard, as if he was looking at an old friend he had not seen for a long time.

The grape vine not only bears the traces of time, but also carries his childhood memories and emotions.

“This grape vine was planted by my father when I was a child.”

His voice was filled with nostalgia and emotion for the past, as if at that moment, time had gone back and he was back to that warm afternoon when he and his father planted grape vines.

The sun shines gently in the yard. Bunches of crystal clear grapes hang among the green leaves, as tempting as purple gems.

Gu Ranle strolled under the vibrant grape trellis, with a look of nostalgia and contentment in her eyes.

She casually picked a bunch of plump grapes, a gentle smile on her lips, and turned to Mr. Luo who was following behind her and said, "Would you like to have a bunch and try it to see if it can bring back the innocent taste of your childhood."

"Yes!"

Mr. Luo is in good spirits. Although he is old, his eyes sparkle with childlike joy.

He leaned on a carved wooden cane and walked steadily into this courtyard full of memories, and every step seemed to follow the rhythm of time.

Seeing this, Gu Ranle quickly handed the bunch of carefully selected grapes in her hand to Grandpa Luo.

The old man was not polite either, and didn't care whether it was washed or not, or whether it was hygienic or not. He just peeled a grape with his slightly rough fingers and put it into his mouth.

At that moment, a satisfied smile broke out on his face, as if he had really traveled back to his carefree childhood.

"Hmm... that's the taste! Delicious!"

Mr. Luo was filled with emotion, his voice filled with infinite nostalgia and cherishment for the past years.

Fu Hanting, who was standing nearby, was also infected by this warm atmosphere. He looked up at the dense grape vines above his head, reached out his hand and gently picked a round grape, which fell into his palm.

Without hesitation, he put it directly into his mouth, savoring the sweetness and freshness from nature.

"Indeed, these grapes are sweet and delicious, leaving a lasting aftertaste."

Mr. Luo said, "Right? No one who has tasted these grapes says they are not delicious!"

The three of them walked leisurely in the yard, echoing the years with every step, as if they could hear the whispers of the past.

Those old bricks and mottled walls are silently telling stories of the past.

Then they stepped into each room, as if they were afraid to disturb the memories sleeping there.

The layout of the room remains the same, as if time has stopped here.

Although those old furniture have gone through many hardships, they still stick to their posts, exuding a calm and simple atmosphere.

Every piece of furniture carries the memories of several generations of the Luo family. They stand there quietly, as if waiting for their owner to return.

Old Master Luo slowly sat down on the armchair in the main hall, his eyes, which had experienced countless storms, were now moist.

He gazed at everything around him, as if he had returned to that era full of laughter and joy.

Gu Ranle and Fu Hanting stood aside, silently exchanging glances, their hearts filled with emotion.

They knew that this house was not just a place for Mr. Luo to live, but also his spiritual home.

Fu Hanting said softly: "Grandpa, if you want to stay here, we can stay here with you for a while."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Luo looked up at Gu Ranle, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"Girl, is it okay?" There was a slight tremor in his voice, and he was obviously eager for this proposal.

Gu Ranle smiled and said gently, "Of course, but I have given this house to A Lu to take care of. He usually lives here. I have to tell him in advance."

As she spoke, she walked into the yard, took out her cell phone and called A-Lu.

Ah Lu naturally agreed readily on the other end of the phone. He felt lonely living alone in such a big house.

Now that there is someone willing to keep him company, he naturally would love it.

What's more, although Gu Ranle said that he was asked to take care of the house, in fact, it was just a disguised way of giving him a warm place to live.

He has always been grateful for Gu Ranle's kindness.

The sun shines gently on the bluestone slabs of the old house, and the conversation between Gu Ranle and A Lu slowly unfolds in this quiet afternoon.

Gu Ranle spoke softly, with some concern, "Alu, if you feel that it would be inconvenient for you to live together with us, I can help you find a suitable place to live."

Hearing this, Ah Lu felt a warm current in his heart. He smiled naively and said, "Boss, you have been very good to me. If you can give me a place to shelter from the wind and rain, I will be satisfied. I am not picky about where I live, as long as I have a roof over my head."

Gu Ranle smiled slightly, with a hint of mystery in her eyes, "Actually, the house across the street is also mine."

When Ah Lu heard this, her eyes widened and she asked in surprise, "Ah? Boss, how many houses do you have left? You're hiding it too well!"

Gu Ranle pretended to be mysterious, with a playful smile on his face: "Guess what? Now, I'll give you two seconds to decide where you want to live."

Ah Lu thought about it and said with a simple smile: "Then I'd better live across the street. After all, Mr. Luo is of noble status and it's not appropriate for me to live with him."

Gu Ranle couldn't help but laugh and scolded when he heard this: "Look at how little you can do! Well, when you are discharged from the hospital, pack up your things and move to live across the street."

Mr. Luo couldn't wait to settle down in the old house.

Fu Hanting arranged for people to carry out a thorough cleaning of the house inside and outside that day.

*

After settling Mr. Luo, Gu Ranle returned home.

Seeing her coming back alone, Mr. Jiang was a little surprised, "Where's Lao Luo?"

"He's going to live in the Luo family's old house and won't be back for the time being."

"That's great, I can finally have some peace and quiet."

"Yeah, no one's going to argue with you and steal your things."

Gu Ranle took the wheelchair from Jiang Haisheng and pushed him around the yard.

"Le Le, I heard from Butler Zhao today that Jiang Lan and the others are here."

Butler Zhao has worked in the Gu family for decades. He has met Jiang Lan and knows something about what happened to Jiang Lan back then, so the first thing he did after seeing Jiang Lan was to call Gu Ranle.

Gu Ranle's original words were: "Tell them that they are not welcome. If they dare to force their way in, just beat them out. I will be responsible if they are maimed."

"Well, Lao Zhao also told me, so I want to know what you mean."