Chapter 161 Yellowed Photos

Ji Yanting raised a sarcasm and sneered, "Brotherhood? How dare you mention brotherhood to me!" If there really was such a thing as brotherhood, how could he do so many dirty things behind his back? And how could he be so obsessed with putting himself to death? He couldn't bear this so-called brotherhood. "

I know I was wrong, please forgive me this time! From now on, I will never hurt you again, believe me. As long as you forgive me this time, I will have no complaints no matter how you punish me." Ji Yanfeng pleaded with Ji Yanting.

Ji Yanting was unmoved and said coldly: "Take out the antidote and give it to Dad

first." "I... I don't have an antidote..." He bought this poison with the idea of ​​killing the old man. How could he buy an antidote?

Ji Yanting kicked Ji Yanfeng away and turned to look at Ling Yao. There was a hint of doubt and struggle in his eyes. After a while, he couldn't help but say: "Yaoyao, can you cure it?" He knew that his daughter was a good doctor and that she didn't like her father, but that was his father after all, and he couldn't just watch him die.

Ling Yao glanced at Old Man Ji and shook his head slowly, "There is no antidote for this poison. "She was telling the truth. There are many poisons in Miaojiang that have no antidote. However, she has a pill that can cure all poisons and can save him. But before that, she wants to clarify some things.

Upon hearing this, Old Master Ji opened his eyes and looked at Ling Yao.

After the two looked at each other for a long time, Old Master Ji sighed deeply and silently looked away. He knew that his granddaughter would not forgive him, and he did fail to fulfill his responsibilities and obligations as a grandfather.

Ji Yanting kicked Ji Yanfeng hard, turned to Ji Yuanming and ordered: "Take him away for interrogation. "This time, he no longer cared about the so-called brotherhood. The crime committed by Ji Yanfeng must be severely punished.

Ji Yuanming stepped forward, pulled Ji Yanfeng up from the ground, and dragged him outside.

Seeing this, Ji Youran hurriedly chased after him, hugged Ji Yanfeng tightly, and refused to let Ji Yuanming take her away. She cried and begged at Old Master Ji, "Grandpa, please forgive Dad this time, Grandpa! Please..."

Old Master Ji ignored Ji Youran and waved to Ji Yuanming. At this point, he can no longer be soft-hearted.

Ji Yuanming pushed Ji Youran away and dragged Ji Yanfeng out.

"Dad! "Ji Youran stumbled and chased outside.

Wang Yufeng seemed to suddenly wake up and ran out. She wanted to save her husband, and now only the Zhu family could save her husband.

Old Master Ji slowly stood up from his seat, and with the careful support of the housekeeper, he staggered towards the backyard. He knew that he only had three months left to live. Facing such a reality, he did not feel much fear and despair. People always Everyone will die one day.

He plans to use this limited time to make amends to Ling Xuemei and her daughter. Over the years, they have endured too much hardship and grievances, and he has an unshirkable responsibility.

Now, he just wants to use his last bit of strength to make up for his debt to them, even if it's just a little bit.

Ji Yanting retracted his gaze, tears welling up in his eyes, he felt really bad seeing his father like this.

"Yaoyao, is there really no way?"

Ling Yao pursed her lips and walked towards the backyard, "I'll go talk to him. "

Grandpa Ji returned to the backyard and went to the study. He sat down at the desk, his eyes revealing an unspeakable fatigue.

After a long time, he gently opened the drawer and took out an old photo album.

The cover of the album was a little worn, exuding a faint nostalgic atmosphere.

He opened the album, and what came into view were yellowed black and white photos. They were like witnesses of time, silently telling stories of the past.

Grandpa Ji's gaze stayed on a black and white photo. The woman in the photo had a graceful smile and clear eyes.

He stretched out his trembling hand, gently stroked the person in the photo, and murmured to himself: "Fanghua, I will be here to accompany you soon..."

Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes, dripping onto the photo, gradually smearing it.

He hurriedly wiped it carefully with his sleeve, fearing that he would ruin this precious memory.

"Fanghua, do you know? Our granddaughter is very beautiful, she is very good-looking, and her appearance is somewhat like you, especially her eyes, which are like the stars in the sky..." His voice was full of tenderness and attachment.

Grandpa Ji's fingers gently brushed across the delicate face in the photo, and the scene of their first meeting flashed in his mind.

At that time, he was young and energetic, and he had resistance to traditional arranged marriages. He longed to find a partner who was in tune with his soul and shared the same interests as him, instead of obeying the orders of his parents and the words of the matchmaker. Marry a woman he has never even seen.

But fate is always so wonderful. When he saw Fanghua for the first time, the ice in his heart melted quietly.

Her beauty, wisdom and kindness deeply attracted him, and he couldn't help but fall into the whirlpool of love. Recalling that beautiful time, the corners of Master Ji's mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

He closed the photo album, put it back in the drawer, closed the drawer, leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and immersed himself in the past years that belonged to them...

"Master! Miss Ling Yao is here, she wants to see you. "The knock on the door and the housekeeper's voice outside interrupted Master Ji's thoughts.

Master Ji was slightly startled, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. Why did Ling Yao suddenly come to see him?

"Let her in."

The door was slowly pushed open with a slight creaking sound.

Ling Yao walked slowly into the house.

"Have a seat!" Grandpa Ji's gaze stayed on Ling Yao's face, and when his eyes met her eyes that were as dazzling as stars, his eyes softened a little. She looks so much like Fanghua, if Fanghua were still alive, she would be very happy to see Ling Yao.

Ling Yao walked to the chair opposite Grandpa Ji and sat down, looking directly at Grandpa Ji, "I came here to figure out, you obviously did so many things, why didn't you let us know, and didn't want to acknowledge us?"

Grandpa Ji smiled slightly, and there was a hint of helplessness in his smile, he looked directly into Ling Yao's eyes without avoiding, "You have also seen today that the Ji family is not as calm as it seems on the surface. If I had brought you back that year, without your father's protection, would you and your mother have been able to settle down in the Ji family?"

After saying that, he changed the subject and continued, "What's more, I really looked down on you before. For a man, you can even give up your dignity. How can you be qualified to become the descendant of our Ji family?"