Seventy Koi: The Unlucky Boss Hugged Me and Cried

    Empty grandpa's property

    One big and one small, the two hugged together for a long time.

    Jiang Yansong's pain for many years has also been slightly healed by the granddaughter in his arms.

    At least...he still has relatives alive.

    At least...he still has a hope and a sustenance.

    Jiang Yansong suddenly felt that the step-by-step, goalless life suddenly had hope.

    "Girl, call me grandpa again, let me hear it."

    Jiang Yansong pulled Mu Qing up, and before the wet eyes dried up, they were full of crystals again.

    Mu Qing's hands were placed on Jiang Yansong's arms.

    She sorted out her emotions, looked at Jiang Yansong and smiled.

    Then she obediently called Jiang Yansong.

    "Grandpa, Grandpa..."

    Every time Mu Qing called out, her voice became sweeter and the smile on her face became brighter.

    At this time, in Jiang Yansong's eyes, she is like a sunflower with sunshine.

    Seeing him, hearing him, is strange, but also joyful from the heart.

    "Granddaughter." Jiang Yansong looked at Mu Qing and couldn't help but smile.

    "Hey, grandpa." Mu Qing called again.

    "Granddaughter!"

    "Grandpa!"

    "Granddaughter!"

    "Grandpa..."

    …

    Jiang Yansong called back and forth many times, and Mu Qing responded many times.

    "Hehe..."

    The last two looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

    Jiang Yansong extended his old hand towards Mu Qing.

    "Come on girl, grandpa will take you to the study to see something good."

    Jiang Yansong said with a little excitement.

    Mu Qing squinted her eyes with a smile, and asked with adoration in her eyes.

    "Grandpa, what are you looking at?"

    "Is it because you and grandma's love notes when they were young?"

    Hearing this, Jiang Yansong paused and pretended to be serious.

    "You little girl, what are you talking about?"

    "Even grandpa was joking, didn't he?"

    "No big or small."

    After Jiang Yansong finished speaking, he continued to take Mu Qing upstairs.

    But before taking two steps, he continued.

    "It's not a love letter, it's your grandma and mine."

    "During the Chinese New Year, my reputation was well established, and all the things that were confiscated in the past were returned."

    "It's just that time has passed and many of them have been damaged."

    "But there are still quite a few. It is guaranteed that you and a few little guys can be prosperous and live without worrying about money."

    Jiang Yansong smiled, the wrinkles on his face disappeared a lot.

    Mu Qing followed Jiang Yansong to Jiang Yansong's study.

    Seeing the excited look of the old man rummaging through boxes, she couldn't help but say.

    "Grandpa, don't worry."

    "I came to you, not for your property."

    "My grandparents' house, there are many things waiting for me to inherit."

    Hearing this, Jiang Yansong turned his head back in disapproval.

    "Your grandparents belong to your grandparents, and grandpa's belong to grandpa."

     "Grandpa's will is Grandpa's will, it has nothing to do with them."

     After Jiang Yansong finished speaking, he continued to look down.

    Mu Qing was reluctant to keep the old man busy, so she simply rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward.

     "Grandpa, where did you put it, I'll help you find it together."

    "You stay on the side, your head is not as tall as me, how can you figure it out."

    Jiang Yansong said and couldn't help laughing.

    Then turned around and pressed Mu Qing on the chair in his study and sat down.

    "You wait for grandpa to find you slowly." Jiang Yansong laughed happily.

    "Come on, grandpa, take your time, don't worry."

    Mu Qing followed the old man's words and did not forget to cheer him up.

    Mu Qing's words, Mu Qing's smile, are full of youthful energy.

    Jiang Yansong listened, and suddenly felt that he was not so old.

    At least, he can't age that fast.

    He has a granddaughter to take care of.

    Jiang Yansong rummaged through the box at the top of the study.

    Large and small boxes, he found a lot of them and put them on the desk for Mu Qing.

    Finally, he went to the bedroom and dragged out several suitcases.

    Mu Qing was shocked when she saw this.

    "Grandpa, why did you take out so many things?"

    "Are you afraid that you want me to evacuate your property?"

    "You don't think about it, what if I'm not your granddaughter?"

    "Then you are so excited, didn't you take out all your pension money?"

    Jiang Yansong listened to Mu Qing's words, but he didn't care.

    "You won't lie to me, and you can't lie to me."

     "Grandpa, I have lived for so many years, do you think my eyes are white?"

    "You have the same temperament as your grandma. I can see it! I can feel it."

    "Also, your grandmother's family is very thick. I don't know how much."

     "Her family has no son, and in the end, I am a poor son-in-law."

    "So, these things should finally return to your hands."

    "Come on, grandpa will open it for you to see."

    "Your grandma used to be a lady from a rich family, and there are many elegant things in the house."

    "These things should be very useful in the future."

    "Well, grandpa's foresight." Mu Qing took advantage of the old man's happiness, and immediately flattered.