Chapter 190 (1/2)

Pei Yi turned the suitcase in a mess. He said that he helped to tidy the suitcase, but after a while, he didn't even take out a piece of clothes.

Jiang TSE gently put the lotion on his face and squatted down to help.

He was a little guilty. He was afraid that she would find out what he had just done, so he quickly sorted it out. While janssel was changing his clothes, he slipped outside and made a phone call. When he came in, he looked more calm.

She had been to Pei's family many times before. At that time, people of Pei family liked her very much, especially grandma Pei and Pei Yi's mother. They often invited her to play in Pei's house.

At this time, Jiang se naturally guessed that the Pei family attached such importance to her, presumably because of Pei Yi's reason, they loved her home and her dog.

After her rebirth, Jiangse was the first time to come to Pei's house. When she came, it was still early. When Pei Yi's car was parked in the garage, the sound of the car came from outside. Obviously, someone was coming.

Every Spring Festival, most people want to come to the Pei family to pay New Year's greetings. However, the Pei family is low-key and allowed to come and go, that is, the former subordinates who used to be close to Mr. Pei.

Jiangse and Pei Yi advanced the elevator to go upstairs. Pei's family covers a large area. The garage is located on the second floor underground. After getting up, they have to go through the courtyard to get to the main courtyard.

When they get out of the elevator, Pei Yi reaches out to trim her long shawl hair. Jiang se turns her head and smiles at him and says thanks. Out of the corner of her eye, Feng Zhongliang, wearing a dark blue Chinese tunic and leaning on crutches, is not far away from the flower bed.

Although he promised Pei Yi to visit Pei's house, it was also because he mentioned that Feng Zhongliang would come here today, but when he saw Feng Zhongliang, he still felt choked in his throat and sour in his eyes.

”Cold or not?”

Peiyi holds her hand and asks her in a low voice, but she doesn't answer. Peiyi looks down at her. Her nose is slightly red, her eyes seem to have water light, and she stares at the direction behind him.

”Rustle, rustle?”

”Well?”

He called twice, and Jiang se just seemed to react to come over, raised his head, but did not look at him.

Pei Yi turns around and looks at the old man beside the flower bed. He turns his head and looks serious. When he sees Pei Yi, the tight lines on his face soften slightly, leaning on his crutches, he is ready to come this way.

Remembering the sound of the car they heard when they went out of the garage, it was estimated that Feng Zhongliang's car had come. The driver put him down outside first, and then stopped the car to pick him up.

His expression was as unsmiling as that in jansser's memory. His gray and sparse hair was combed back to reveal his majestic face, but he had not seen him for more than half a year. He looked a little out of spirits. He took a step with crutches and seemed to be a little tired.

Janssette stopped for a moment, then trotted forward and reached out to help him.

He was an old man, sixty-nine or nearly seventy years old. When he joined the revolution in his early years, one leg had been injured. At that time, the sanitary conditions were not good, and the fragments of bullets were left in the bones, leaving sequelae. Every winter or rainy season, he always felt the pain in his legs and feet, which made him unable to use his strength.

In the past, when he went to Pei's house to pay New Year's greetings, she was always with him and reached out to help him.

”Be careful.”

Jansser reached out and took his arm and whispered to him.

After a close look, Jiang se finds that Feng Zhongliang is thin. His hand holding the crutches seems to be a little hard. His hands don't look like pampered hands. The blood vessels on the back of his hands are protruding, such as vertical and horizontal gullies. His skin is covered with wrinkles and slightly rough.

He once said that he was born without a pair of rich hands. When he was a child, an elder in his hometown once said that he had a pair of hands that worked hard all his life and could not be idle.

Feng Zhongliang can't spare any time. The Feng family planted a lot of flowers and plants. In his later years, he loved to grow flowers and plants. He took care of every plant and tree himself, and was often injured.