My Third Gentleman

Chapter 694 is well protected (1)

After leaving the Interstellar Cemetery, several vehicles with white flowers drove back to the summer garden under the setting sun.

After days and nights of wind and rain, the yard of the summer garden has long been in a mess. The gardener worked hard to save for a long time. There are still many potted plants scattered on the side. The pots are broken, but the plants are in good condition, waiting to be replaced one by one. Flower pot.

The two wintersweet trees have been skewed together, and even the Wushuang swing has been blown to the ground. This is a rare wind and rain in S City in decades. Isn't it for the Xia family?

When Wushuang entered the door, he saw Xia Jingshan sitting on a wicker chair, and his old eyes looked at the setting sun hanging from the sky in the distance. The last afterglow before the west sink was scattered on him without hesitation. In just a few days, his hair, eyebrows, eyebrows, and his sparse beard, which had been grayed out a lot, were plated with a faint layer of gold. The old man and the sunset, the picture is very beautiful, but so embarrassing.

"Grandpa..."

Wushuang's heart sank and he called out softly, disturbing the old man who seemed to be appreciating the beauty of the sunset.

"I'm back? Are everything done?"

Xia Jingshan withdrew his gaze from the sky curtain in the distance, looked at the young couple who came to each other, and asked.

"Yes, it's all taken care of. The temperature outside is too high. Grandpa should go inside."

Wushuang approached, only to find that Xia Jingshan's forehead had overflowed with a thin layer of sweat.

"It's cold in my heart, let's get some sun." Xia Jingshan's old and thin fingers pointed to the setting sun, and said, "Shuangshuang, do you think Grandpa is very similar to it? I don't know if I can watch it sink a few times. , Take advantage of the opportunity, look at it more, if it sinks, you won’t see anything."

There was something in the words of the old man in the dying wind, and the emotions that Wushuang had finally suppressed after hearing it filled his heart again. The man beside her squeezed her cold little hands and said to Xia Jingshan, "Grandpa, grandpa I said that I haven't been out for a long time. I probably came back to the summer garden for a walk in the past two days. I watched the yard in a mess, and I was afraid that I would urge the gardener to clean up. I remember that Grandpa liked the camellia grown by Grandpa very much.

Hearing this, Xia Jingshan's dim eyes finally flashed with a faint light, and he straightened up straight, "The old chief is coming? We only called on the phone not long ago, but I didn't listen to him."

"I'm afraid I will give you a surprise."

In fact, Mu Baichuan did not say that he was going out. It was just that Mu Jinchen looked at him in a very low mood, so he had to stabilize him first, and then talked to Mu Baichuan and asked him to come and comfort him.

After a while, Xia Jingshan's eyes dimmed again, "Let his old man not come over, because it is not in harmony with the courtesy, there is fun at home, don't run into him, let's talk about it after a hundred days."

"Grandpa, the family doesn't pay attention to this."

Xia Jingshan waved his hand, some lack of interest, "Let's talk about it."

At this moment, Xia Ziwei came back, still holding the black and white portrait of Xia Jinrong in both hands, and had not taken off her filial attire. She walked to Xia Jingshan and shouted in a low voice, "Grandpa..."

Xia Jingshan glanced at her, and quickly passed the portrait. Xia Jinrong in the photo looked younger than when she left, so vivid and gentle...

Xia Jingshan tremblingly stroked his old hand, and soon turned away, waved his hand, "Send it for worship."

(End of this chapter)