Luo Zhentian stroked Luo Shaoguang's photo and murmured to himself: "Shaoguang, Dad is sorry for you. I didn't take good care of Wenyuan..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but shed tears. Luo Zhentian took off his reading glasses and reached for the tissue on the table, but a bony hand handed it to him first. Luo Zhentian looked up and was so surprised that his mouth opened wide:
"Wen, Wen Yuan——?"
Luo Zhentian thought he was dizzy and hallucinating, so he rubbed his eyes hard twice.
Luo Wenyuan saw his grandfather flipping through the photo album again and knew that the old man missed his relatives and felt sad, but he still had a smile on his face.
"Grandpa, when I came here, I saw Grandpa Zhou leaving in a huff. Did you guys quarrel again?"
Luo Zhentian stared intently at Luo Wenyuan's face. He'd lost some weight, and his face looked pale from not seeing the sun for so long. But his eyes were still good, except for the lack of eyelashes. What was going on? An eye transplant?
"Wen Yuan—w-w-why are you back?"
Luo Zhentian said "you" for a long time, but finally swallowed the three words "you're fine". Luo Wenyuan dragged a stool to sit next to Luo Zhentian and gently massaged his legs.
"Grandpa, I haven't been home for more than a year. Do you blame me?"
Luo Zhentian looked at Luo Wenyuan's face, which looked very much like his eldest son, sighed, and reached out to touch the top of his head:
"Wen Yuan, how could Grandpa blame you? Grandpa knows everything, everything - are you... okay now?"
Luo Zhentian said this, how could Luo Wenyuan not understand that the matter had been exposed long ago? He felt guilty and his eyes were red: "Yeah, it's okay."
"I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay. Wen Yuan, was it Bai Hezheng who cured you? He said a few days ago that your injury hadn't improved. How did you get better now? Did they find a new medicine?"
"No, it was another person who cured me."
Luo Zhentian snorted coldly, his tone displeased: "Humph! I was saying, how did Bai Hezheng, that big pancake, become so powerful? It turns out there's someone else. Wen Yuan, tell me who cured you, and I'll file a report to force Bai Hezheng to step down and let someone else take over!"
Luo Wenyuan thought of Chen Qingshan's radiant peach blossom eyes, and his heart softened, his expression becoming even more tender. He thought, if Huang Rong really existed, she would be like Chen Qingshan, quirky yet charmingly beautiful, unforgettable.
"I'm afraid not. She's only fifteen and not experienced enough to take over Qilin."
"What? Fifteen?" Luo Zhentian's eyebrows nearly flew up. "Great! Every generation has its own talented people. Bai Hezheng was beaten to death on the beach. Hehe, that's good. It saves him from constantly boasting about being the best healer in China. Someone should come and give him a good slap in the face! By the way, what's that kid's name?"
"My name is Chen Qingshan, and I'm a freshman at Capital University this year."
Luo Zhentian thought to himself: Hmm? Chen Qingshan? Why does this name sound familiar? Leng Xing seemed to have told me about this guy, and that Wen Yuan was interested in him... Could it be true...
Luo Zhentian had always hoped that Luo Wenyuan would get married soon and give him a great-grandson. Unfortunately, Luo Wenyuan plunged headfirst into the army, surrounded by men. The only girl he interacted with on a regular basis was Bai Yun. Luo Wenyuan was slow to react and avoided Bai Yun whenever possible. Wenyuan had never had a girlfriend, and Luo Zhentian was almost driven to tears.
Luo Zhentian thought of Leng Xing's words, and seemed to smell something unusual. His eyes lit up, and he took Luo Wenyuan's hand and started gossiping:
"Wen Yuan, please tell me who this Chen Qingshan is!"
Luo Wenyuan talked endlessly about Chen Qingshan, which made Luo Zhentian stunned: My goodness, this kid is so outstanding, it must be that God tailor-made him for our Wenyuan!
Luo Wenyuan took out the fruits and the big gourd that Qingshan had prepared. Luo Zhentian stared at the gourd in a daze.
"Wen Yuan, what is this?"
"Grandpa, this is the health-preserving medicinal wine Qingshan gave you."
"Oh?" Luo Zhentian had so many wines in his collection, so he must be a wine lover. Upon hearing this, he quickly took the gourd, pulled out the cork and smelled it.
As soon as the cork was removed, even Luo Wenyuan could smell the aroma of wine, which was sweet and rich, with a hint of osmanthus.
Luo Zhentian took out a small transparent wine glass from the drawer and poured out a cup of light yellow wine. Luo Zhentian took a sip, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he drank the wine in one gulp, slapping his legs and laughing:
"What a good wine! What a good wine! I have to keep it well and take it out when Zhou Dabao comes to make him envious to death, haha!"
The wine Chen Qingshan gave Luo Wenyuan was actually just ordinary Erguotou bought from the military commissary. After Qingshan processed it and stored it in the space for a few years, it became a precious health-preserving medicinal wine. To mask the medicinal taste, Qingshan specially added osmanthus flowers. Osmanthus flowers? Haha, it's also a traditional Chinese medicine.
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