Chapter 653 (2/2)

A row of six cars are driving on the road from Yanjing to yanziwu. You chase me, you overtake me. The national road to yanziwu is rarely so busy.

The appearance of these young people awakened the ancient and quiet village with a long history.

Swallow dock, the group of swallows come back! ——

Fang Huwei is in a bad mood recently. The reason for his bad mood is that his King Kong Eagle has not quarreled with him recently.

Before he said a word, King Kong eagle and he quarreled, both sides you come and I go, quarreled happily.

Now King Kong eagle does not quarrel with him, or even talk with him.

King Kong Eagle doesn't talk, and Fang Huwei doesn't talk.

King Kong Ying stands on the shelf and stares at Fang Huwei. Fang Huwei also looks at King Kong Ying in his wheelchair.

This is a big one and a small one. One person and one animal look at each other silently. The scene is strange and frightening.

It's not only Lu Wan, but also Fang Yan's second aunt and some of her family members are worried about the same thing -

three years ago, the white haired people from Huwei sent the black haired people to him. Although the old man didn't say a cruel word and didn't shed a drop of tears, he lost a lot of weight after the funeral, even his brand like hearty laughter disappeared.

Lu Wan came over with a bowl of ginseng soup. She put it on the table in front of Fang Huwei and said with a smile, ”Dad, have a bowl of soup. You didn't have a few bites of rice at noon. Now you have a bowl of soup pad, and dinner will be ready in a moment - I asked them to make your favorite corn paste and sorghum cake. ”

Fang Huwei looked at Lu Wan lovingly, waved his hand and said, ”let's go. I have no appetite.”

”You've been sitting for half a day, or I'll let Xiao Ling push you out for a walk?”

”No.” Fang Huwei's eyes turned to the White King Kong eagle and said, ”I'll sit here with my old friend. I feel it's going away. ”

”Dad --” Lu Wan's voice quavered.

Fang Huwei glanced at Lu Wan and said, ”don't worry about me, I'm ok. According to the truth, when the grandson avenged his son, even if he is dead now, there is nothing that can't be closed his eyes - but I feel a little reluctant to think about it. The light enemy hasn't come back, and the grandson hasn't let me see the great grandson - he can't die. So I have to live, and I want to live. ”

Lu Wan nodded and said, ”then you have to take care of yourself. Why don't you drink the soup first? ”

”I have no appetite.” Said Fang Huwei. ”I can't get excited about anything. It's a superfluous thing to drink soup - ”

Fang Huwei waved and said:” take it away and let them drink it. Don't be a bitch. ”

Lu Wan sighed in his heart that he might not be able to hold on to the old man's physical and mental state for a long time.

Lu Wan is ready to go out with a bowl of soup, but she is touching a tall man.

Fang Huwei's eyes focused on the King Kong Eagle again and said softly, ”old man, wait for me again - I don't want to die. I have an apprentice who has not come back from the extremely cold place. I have a grandson who hasn't let me hold my great grandson - you have to wait for me. ”

a spoon reaches to Fang Huwei's mouth. The spoon is filled with fragrant ginseng soup.

Fang Huwei said angrily, ”Lu Wan, I have said that I have no appetite --”

Fang Huwei turned around and immediately laughed when he saw the man who fed the soup.

”Open your mouth -” Fang Yan said.

Fang Huwei opens his mouth, and Fang Yan puts the ginseng soup into the old man's mouth.

The old man said, ”the soup is delicious.”

”If you think it's delicious, feed you a bowl every day.” Fang Yan said.

Fang Huwei looks up at Fang Yan and says, ”you've come back for justice?”

”Come back for justice.” Fang Yan said.

”I've got something for you.” Said Fang Huwei.

”What?”Fang Huwei pointed to the bedside cabinet made of mahogany, and said, ”I've finished it there. Take it out for me --”

Fang Yan opened the cabinet and saw a white silk cloth inside.

”Open.” Said Fang Huwei.

Fang Yan pulled open the folded silk cloth and found that there was a line of black characters written on it. It was deep and heavy with ink.

Baixiu the murderer!