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Feng Zhongliang is not young, and his legs and feet are inconvenient. He is not keen on many outdoor activities that the rich like. few.

In the past, I would go to Pei's house, play chess and chat with Mr. Pei, and pass the time.

But with his rebirth, 'Feng Nan' and Pei Yi's estrangement, and according to Feng Zhongliang's character, he probably won't have much contact with the Pei family.

Jiang Se remembered that he had mentioned before that when he was young, he had learned carving from comrades in the Revolutionary Army, and after the war, he was obsessed with this little technique for a while.

But after getting married and having children, in order to support the family, this hobby was lost.

After visiting Feng Zhongliang at Feng's house in October last year, Jiang Se has only returned to the imperial capital now. Although she called Feng's house on the way, she could clearly hear the loneliness in Feng Zhongliang's tone on the phone.

He is old, has old health problems, his children are far away in Hong Kong, and Feng Nan in the imperial capital is not close to him, only the housekeeper and Xiao Liu are with him.

Jiang Se recalled carefully, Feng Zhongliang hadn't mentioned this stone carving in memory for many years, and she happened to buy a small thing for him to pass the time, and to make the elders happy.

"That's it."

Mo Anqi tidied up the table, thought for a while and said:

"Or I can fix it for you."

When she said this, she glanced at the large stack of scripts. Jiang Se hadn't worked for nearly half a year. Xia Chaoqun brought four or five scripts for her to choose from. Among these scripts, apart from the script, outline and characters, , as well as the original novels, it is not an easy task to read them all and choose one.

In addition to these, Jiang Se still has the school's materials to sort out, and he has to write a report after sorting out. This trip to archaeological practice will not be considered a successful end until the college professor is satisfied.

And Xia Chaoqun did not leave much time for her to sort out and write the report. Before Xia Chaoqun left, Xia Chaoqun told her that she would be busy for a week or so at most, learning piano and dancing in order to participate in the anniversary held by Steinway Company in early June. Yes, Xia Chaoqun's demands on her are definitely not limited to being familiar with a certain song at the banquet at that time, and should be strict with her.

"Selecting stones is not something that can be done in one or two hours." In particular, although Jiang Se has no requirements for the price of stones, he does require quality for the texture of the stone itself, which is something that can be met but not sought after.

Although it is not impossible to buy what you want with a lot of money, it is still too much trouble.

Mo Anqi is her assistant, and Mo Anqi could have done these things for her.

I thought that when I said this, Jiang Se would probably nod in agreement, but as soon as Mo Anqi finished speaking, Jiang Se shook his head:

"No need. You can just buy a set of carving tools for me, and choose a suitable merchant. I will go there myself when the time comes."

Her words made Mo Anqi stand up straight, and looked at her for a long time with a strange expression.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Se raised his head, and Mo Anqi hesitated for a moment:

"Thurse, I thought it was the old man of the Pei family that you would please, but why do you get closer to old man Feng? It seems that he is your elder."

Jiang Se didn't speak, and Mo Anqi stopped asking.

It took five days to finish sorting out the report. Taking advantage of these few days, Mo Anqi did pick out a few merchants in the imperial capital who had what she wanted. Jiang Se took the time to check it out. Originally, she was planning to buy a piece of Qingtian Stone as a gift to Feng Zhongliang. In the end, he chose a piece of Tianhuang and spent nearly 800,000 yuan. This is because the boss reluctantly gave up for Jiang Se's sake.

Before going to see Feng Zhongliang, Jiang Se had already called in advance, and it was only around 8:30 when Jiang Se came over.

When she came up by the elevator, Feng Zhongliang was sitting in the living room, holding tea in one hand and a book in the other. When the sound of the elevator door opening, his ears perked up, and he resisted not turning his head.

The housekeeper handed Jiang Se slippers, and Wang Ma took off her coat.

The heating was turned on in the room, and it was still cold outside in the imperial capital in February. Feng Zhongliang shouted coldly:

"Make hot tea for Miss."

He turned his head and glanced at Jiang Se, with excitement in his eyes, but he pressed his lips tightly, held back forcibly, and scolded:

"Going out, wearing such thin clothes."

He put the teacup down, patted the armrest of the sofa, with a serious expression:

"Children like you only know how to look good, but you don't care about the cold weather. You will suffer when you get old!"

As he talked, Feng Zhongliang became unhappy:

"I got up late too. It's past eight o'clock. If you don't want to see me, don't come!"

He yelled loudly, and a group of servants in the room held their breath and dared not speak.

The house was quiet, Feng Zhongliang got angry, the flesh on his cheeks trembled, he seemed to regret a little, but he couldn't bear to ask for peace, and turned his head angrily.

Wang Ma took a cautious look at Jiang Se, afraid that she would not be able to show her face. Young girls are very thin-skinned. Even Feng Zhongliang's granddaughter Feng Nan couldn't bear Feng Zhongliang's temper, let alone Jiang Se, an outsider.

"Don't worry about it like the old man."

Wang Ma lowered her voice, glanced at Jiang Se who came with a gift, felt a little sympathetic to her, and then turned to look at Feng Zhongliang:

"Old man, he just misses you too much."

He never said his miss, but showed it in his actions.

"After you called yesterday, the old man also went to bed late at night. He got up at five o'clock in the morning and went downstairs to cut the flowers himself."

Wang Ma pointed to the few wintersweets on the coffee table, "I've asked about the time more than a dozen times, and I asked Xiao Liu to go and watch in person."

From Feng Zhongliang's rejection of Jiang Se at the beginning, to his acceptance, to his love now, all the servants in his family have really seen it.

"Yesterday, the old man ordered the kitchen to make pastries, snacks, and fruits."

He really waited for a long time and got up too early, so he felt that even if Jiang Se came over after eight o'clock, it was too late in Feng Zhongliang's view.

"I understand."

Jiang Se nodded, she knew exactly what kind of temper Feng Zhongliang had.

She carried something and walked towards Feng Zhongliang. He was still sullen and sullen. He didn't know if he was angry because of his previous temper, or because he was really depressed because he came too late for Jiang Se.

"grandfather."

Jiang Se squatted down, hugged the bag in his hand, and looked up at Feng Zhongliang:

"I'm back."

She smiled, "It's not that I don't want to come here earlier, I'm just worried that it will disturb your rest."

Feng Zhongliang's lips moved, and the girl squatted in front of him, smiling sincerely, as if she didn't show any embarrassment because of his unreasonable anger and blame.

The moon falls and the sky is filled with black crows and frost, Jiang Feng Yuhuo confronts Mianmian.

The hard-working author is waiting for the monthly ticket to board the spaceship.

You and I today can repeat yesterday's love.

Everyone can take the monthly pass and board my boat!

Gentlemen, come on...