"Ah! You—" the white-haired man exclaimed in surprise.
Chen Ke remained completely calm. "Are you trying to say how you knew?"
Bai Mao was furious. How could this person know exactly what he was going to say, like a tapeworm in his stomach?
No, I can't let him guess correctly!
"No, that's not it! What I'm trying to say is, why are you making wild guesses? That's disrespectful to our ancestors!"
"Is it considered respectful to call someone 'husband'?"
White Hair: ······
I can't argue with that!
"Besides, you said it yourself, no one knows about this except for Chen Zhuo's family and his friends."
"This, this... well, that doesn't prove that I am a descendant of any of them."
Chen Ke didn't want to argue with this silly kid any longer, so he said directly, "So you still want to know how I found out that Chen Zhuo has an older brother?"
"Yes!" the white-haired man answered decisively, his eyes lighting up again.
Chen Ke raised an eyebrow. "So, whose descendant are you?" With this level of intelligence, could he be Li Guaizi's? Even Xu Manling's fox-like intelligence couldn't neutralize his?
Bai Mao hesitated, but the temptation of finding General Chen Zhuo's brother was too great for him. After thinking it over again and again, he honestly said, "Zhou Shuya is my grandmother."
!!
It turns out he's Zhou Shuya's grandson?
"Then you call him Chen Zhuo...?"
"Second Grandfather".
Wouldn't that be the white-haired... great-grandfather?
Chen Ke's gaze softened instantly as he looked at Bai Mao. Sigh, in the blink of an eye, his grandson is already so grown up…
"What, what are you doing! Why are you looking at me with such a kind look?"
Instead of answering, Chen Ke asked, "What's your name?"
White Hair felt uncomfortable whenever someone asked him his name, because his name sounded really old-fashioned in this day and age.
"Huh? I'm asking you a question, why are you so blank-minded!" Chen Ke had automatically switched into the role of the grandfather.
Bai Mao retorted indignantly, "My name is Ding Qiangguo, and buddy, who are you calling 'kid'? You look only a few years older than me, why are you calling me 'kid' to take advantage of me? Oh, and lastly, you're the one who's clueless!"
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"Ding Qiangguo, what are you doing spending all your time in internet cafes instead of going home!"
"I...I am—"
Before Ding Qiangguo, who was inexplicably feeling guilty and wanting to explain, could finish speaking, Chen Ke questioned him again: "I won't ask you about your white hair, but why haven't you brushed your teeth for three days!"
Ding Qiangguo broke out in a cold sweat. This person's tone was just like his grandmother's.
"I, I, I'll go right now..." Ding Qiangguo said, and then he took off running.
But Chen Ke stopped him, saying, "Wait a minute."
Ding Qiangguo turned around shakily, tears welling in his eyes, "What...what now?"
"Didn't you want to know about Chen Zhuo's brother? Let's talk about it at your house later."
Ding Qiangguo: "You, is your information true? If it is, I can take you there." Otherwise, you'll definitely get beaten up when you get back!
"Is Chen Zhuo's brother named Chen Ke?"
Ding Qiangguo's face lit up with joy. "Okay, wait a minute, I'll brush my teeth and pack my things, then I'll take you home right away!"
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When Chen Ke saw Ding Qiangguo ride over on an extremely cool black motorcycle and hand him a helmet, gesturing for him to get on, Chen Ke was reluctant from the bottom of his heart.
Ding Qiangguo completely failed to notice Chen Ke's resistance and proudly boasted, "How about it? Isn't he handsome?"
Chen Ke: "Although I don't understand it, I do comprehend it."
Ding Qiangguo had never met a young man like himself who didn't look envious when he saw this cool motorcycle. But this guy's eyes not only didn't show surprise, but even showed a little... disdain.
"Hmph," Ding Qiangguo patted his back seat, indicating that he was about to show Chen Ke the charm of motorcycles!
Chen Ke had experienced all kinds of speed and passion, but the first time his grandson took him on a motorcycle ride, his expression changed when he got off.
Ding Qiangguo took off his helmet, looked at Chen Ke's pale face, and laughed mockingly, "What? Scared?"
Chen Ke shook his head with a grim expression. "No, it's just that next time you ride a bike, could you please not keep squeezing the brakes? It almost made me throw up."
Ding Qiangguo: ·······
Ding Qiangguo's home doesn't look ordinary; in such a prime location, there's a Chinese-style villa with its own yard.
“Not only my second grandfather, but also my great-grandmother, great-great-grandfather, and my grandmother, their biggest regret before they passed away was that they had no news of my great-grandfather, whose fate was unknown. So now, finding news of my great-grandfather has become our family mission.” Ding Qiangguo shrugged and said, as if he was very helpless about it.
Chen Ke understood his feelings. The younger generation cannot understand the feelings of the older generation, but in order to fulfill their last wishes, they had to search for them. Perhaps for them, this had become a burden.
"What if you can't find it either? Would you still let your child keep looking?" Chen Ke asked Ding Qiangguo, half a step behind.
Ding Qiangguo paused for a moment. "Probably. After all, it's the last wish of the older generation. Although I've never even seen a picture of my great-grandfather, I've heard a lot about his deeds from my grandmother."
"But your grandmother has never met him either."
"My grandma heard from my great-grandmother and great-grandfather that—" Ding Qiangguo suddenly turned to look at Chen Ke, "How do you know my grandma never met my great-grandfather either?"
At this moment, Chen Ke ignored Ding Qiangguo's doubts and pointed to a villa next door, asking, "Is this your home?"
"What else? There's only one building here."
Ding Qiangguo stood at the door and rang the doorbell.
A moment later, the door opened automatically.
The two walked in. The courtyard had a small bridge, a flowing stream, artificial hills, pine trees, and rocks, and was decorated in an antique style, creating a very artistic atmosphere.
Did your grandmother live here before she passed away?
"No, she lives in an old house in Shanghai."
"Old houses in Shanghai? Like the small Western-style buildings on Wutong Road?"
"You know that too?"
"Is that house still there?"
Ding Qiangguo suddenly stopped in his tracks, looking at Chen Ke with a puzzled expression, as if trying to guess who he was.
Just then, a middle-aged man suddenly shouted loudly at the door, "You unfilial son, what are you standing there for! Get in here!"
Ding Qiangguo's face suddenly fell. "Dad, I brought guests. Can't you give me some face?"
Ding Jianguo only then noticed Chen Ke, who was being blocked by his son, but his eyes widened in shock the moment he saw Chen Ke.
Ding Qiangguo took two steps and waved in front of his father, "Dad, Dad? What's wrong?"
Ding Jianguo, however, seemed to have lost his mind, staring straight at Chen Ke without moving.
"Dad?" Ding Qiangguo called out again.
Ding Jianguo suddenly came to his senses, "Ah, wh, what's wrong?"
Ding Qiangguo had never seen his father like this before. After glancing at Chen Ke, he said, "This is a friend I brought. He... knows about Grandpa's affairs."
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