The car stopped at the door of Mo's house. Mo's house still maintained the multi-storey independent small western-style building imitating the foreign architectural style before liberation.
Looking at the familiar building in front of her, Wen Xinya's nose suddenly became sour.
The Mo family is a scholarly heirloom family. Compared with the Wen family, it has a deeper heritage. It has been inherited since the Qing Dynasty. During the Anti-Japanese War, the Mo family served as the president of Beijing National University and devoted itself to the educational concept of national self-improvement. The population of the Mo family has become thinner. When it comes to grandpa's generation, only grandpa's line remains. Grandma died of dystocia just like mother. Grandpa is a middle-aged daughter. Because of her deep relationship with grandma, she never remarried.
Although the Mo family is in decline, no one dares to underestimate the Mo family. Let alone the background of the Mo family, let alone Grandpa's position in the literary world, no one should covet him.
Not long after she returned to Wen's house, her grandfather picked her up to live in Mo's house. Seeing her stubborn and vulgar appearance, the gray-haired old man began to teach her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting severely. She thought that she was really the young lady of the Wen family, extravagant and irritable, how could she bear such strictness, so she secretly ran back from the Mo family. Later, because of Ning Shuqian's instigation, the relationship with her grandfather weakened from then on.
Later, grandpa came to Wen's house to visit her a few times, and finally died of myocardial infarction at home for three days. No one knew, or because his students couldn't contact him, so they ran to Mo's house to find out.
Thinking of her unfilial piety in her previous life, Wen Xinya's heart was filled with remorse. In this life, she must stay by her grandfather's lap so that he can live a long and healthy life.
"Xinya, Xinya..."
Wen Xinya forced the tears back into her eyes: "Grandpa!"
Mr. Wen looked at the dejected mood, thinking about what happened this morning, he felt guilty and fond of her, "We've arrived, what are you thinking, and you won't agree for a long time."
"It's nothing, just looking at the building in front of me that seems to have experienced vicissitudes of life and suddenly feels sad." Yes!After going through vicissitudes, this small building bears the richness of a period of history, the prosperity and decline of the Mo family, and the sorrowful and lonely life of the grandfather.
Mr. Wen sighed: "This small building has been built since the period of the military conquest. It has been almost 90 years since the military conquest, the War of Resistance Against Japan, and the Civil War between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party. I don't know how many times it has been renovated. Over the years Your grandfather is also reluctant to move, so he has been living here."
The driver, Lao Tao, opened the car door for Mr. Wen, and Wen Wenya stepped forward to help Grandpa get out of the car.
The black iron gate is covered with red, white, peach, and pink roses, which are brilliant and gorgeous, and the rich fragrance of flowers permeates the surrounding air, and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating when you breathe in and out.
At this time, an old man in his 50s and a hale and hearty old man with white hair came out together.
Wen Xinya recognized it immediately, the old man in his 50s was Zhang Bo, the housekeeper of the Mo family, and the white-haired old man was his grandfather Mo Xianqi.
Uncle Zhang hurried over and opened the iron gate, looking at Wen Xinya standing quietly in front of him, his eyes were moist: "Like, really like..."
As if feeling his gaffe, he hurriedly opened the iron gate: "Old Wen, come in quickly, Miss!"
Wen Xinya nodded gratefully towards Uncle Zhang, then helped her grandpa into the courtyard, raised her head and met her grandpa's scrutinizing gaze, his pale eyes looked at her full of complexity, which made her a little confused measures.
Mr. Wen laughed and said: "Lao Mo, I haven't seen you for so long, you are still the same, and you will grow stronger and stronger than before."
Grandpa and grandpa were close friends when they were young, otherwise grandpa would not have married mother to the Wen family. After mother passed away, the relationship between the Mo family and the Wen family faded.
"TOEFL!" Mr. Mo stood there quietly, his figure was as tall as a pine and cypress, proud and majestic, solemn and solemn, with a kind of character that would rather bend than bend.
The shallow and faint words made old man Wen feel a sense of guilt in his heart, and he pulled Wen Xinya over embarrassingly: "This is Xinya, my granddaughter, your granddaughter, I brought her here to see you."
"It really looks like Yao'er, and the temperament is also similar." Mr. Mo watched her standing in front of the iron fence covered with gorgeous roses, wearing blue peach blossoms and sapphire accessories, standing quietly. There, no matter in temperament or appearance, she was very similar to Yao'er, and at the first sight, she was identified as his granddaughter. There was no reason, probably this was the bond between the blood.
With those sure and complicated words, Wen Xinya's overwhelmed emotions disappeared in an instant: "Grandpa!"
"Good! Good! Good!" Three good words in a row, with the excitement of Mo Keyan's words, he reached out and stroked her hair tremblingly, feeling a little uncontrollable.
Wen Xinya's eyes were wet again.
Seeing how he treated Xinya, Mr. Wen had a feeling on his face, whether it was the bonds of blood and family.
When Ruya came to see Mr. Mo for the first time, Mr. Mo didn't like her very much. No matter how Ruya tried to please her, he always looked indifferent, and eventually the relationship between the two of them faded away.
Mr. Mo turned his head to look at Uncle Zhang: "Old Zhang, send someone to deliver Miss's things to her room, and take Miss down to rest."
"Grandpa, grandpa! You talk first, I'll go down and tidy things up first." She couldn't interfere with the affairs of the older generation, so she followed Uncle Zhang into the house warmly and obediently.
Uncle Zhang observed the young lady who had just been found along the way, and found that the young lady was not as vulgar as the rumors outside, but had an elegant temperament, exactly the same as the young lady. He was observing the environment in the house all the way. This is a kind of Be discreet and respectful.
Uncle Zhang couldn't help but think of the previous Xia Ruya, who was noble and elegant, and thoughtful of every aspect. When he first came to Mo's house, he didn't look like the young lady at all. Looking at the furnishings of Mo's house, his eyes flashed with excitement and burning greed. , the old man was very disappointed.
I didn't expect that she turned out to be a counterfeit. Fortunately, the old man was wise and was not deceived by that counterfeit.
Uncle Zhang looked at the young lady who had just found the Wen family. The Wen family conducted a DNA comparison. This is the real child of the young lady. After all, it is a child of the Mo and Wen families. The temperament is different: "Miss, The master asked me to tidy up the room where the lady used to live, and it's right in front of you."
Wen Xinya glanced over, and saw Kazuki viburnum blooming on the branches, swaying in the wind, and the petals were falling like snow, with a swaying, romantic and enchanting look.
White can be so enchanting!
Looking at the familiar building in front of her, Wen Xinya's nose suddenly became sour.
The Mo family is a scholarly heirloom family. Compared with the Wen family, it has a deeper heritage. It has been inherited since the Qing Dynasty. During the Anti-Japanese War, the Mo family served as the president of Beijing National University and devoted itself to the educational concept of national self-improvement. The population of the Mo family has become thinner. When it comes to grandpa's generation, only grandpa's line remains. Grandma died of dystocia just like mother. Grandpa is a middle-aged daughter. Because of her deep relationship with grandma, she never remarried.
Although the Mo family is in decline, no one dares to underestimate the Mo family. Let alone the background of the Mo family, let alone Grandpa's position in the literary world, no one should covet him.
Not long after she returned to Wen's house, her grandfather picked her up to live in Mo's house. Seeing her stubborn and vulgar appearance, the gray-haired old man began to teach her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting severely. She thought that she was really the young lady of the Wen family, extravagant and irritable, how could she bear such strictness, so she secretly ran back from the Mo family. Later, because of Ning Shuqian's instigation, the relationship with her grandfather weakened from then on.
Later, grandpa came to Wen's house to visit her a few times, and finally died of myocardial infarction at home for three days. No one knew, or because his students couldn't contact him, so they ran to Mo's house to find out.
Thinking of her unfilial piety in her previous life, Wen Xinya's heart was filled with remorse. In this life, she must stay by her grandfather's lap so that he can live a long and healthy life.
"Xinya, Xinya..."
Wen Xinya forced the tears back into her eyes: "Grandpa!"
Mr. Wen looked at the dejected mood, thinking about what happened this morning, he felt guilty and fond of her, "We've arrived, what are you thinking, and you won't agree for a long time."
"It's nothing, just looking at the building in front of me that seems to have experienced vicissitudes of life and suddenly feels sad." Yes!After going through vicissitudes, this small building bears the richness of a period of history, the prosperity and decline of the Mo family, and the sorrowful and lonely life of the grandfather.
Mr. Wen sighed: "This small building has been built since the period of the military conquest. It has been almost 90 years since the military conquest, the War of Resistance Against Japan, and the Civil War between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party. I don't know how many times it has been renovated. Over the years Your grandfather is also reluctant to move, so he has been living here."
The driver, Lao Tao, opened the car door for Mr. Wen, and Wen Wenya stepped forward to help Grandpa get out of the car.
The black iron gate is covered with red, white, peach, and pink roses, which are brilliant and gorgeous, and the rich fragrance of flowers permeates the surrounding air, and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating when you breathe in and out.
At this time, an old man in his 50s and a hale and hearty old man with white hair came out together.
Wen Xinya recognized it immediately, the old man in his 50s was Zhang Bo, the housekeeper of the Mo family, and the white-haired old man was his grandfather Mo Xianqi.
Uncle Zhang hurried over and opened the iron gate, looking at Wen Xinya standing quietly in front of him, his eyes were moist: "Like, really like..."
As if feeling his gaffe, he hurriedly opened the iron gate: "Old Wen, come in quickly, Miss!"
Wen Xinya nodded gratefully towards Uncle Zhang, then helped her grandpa into the courtyard, raised her head and met her grandpa's scrutinizing gaze, his pale eyes looked at her full of complexity, which made her a little confused measures.
Mr. Wen laughed and said: "Lao Mo, I haven't seen you for so long, you are still the same, and you will grow stronger and stronger than before."
Grandpa and grandpa were close friends when they were young, otherwise grandpa would not have married mother to the Wen family. After mother passed away, the relationship between the Mo family and the Wen family faded.
"TOEFL!" Mr. Mo stood there quietly, his figure was as tall as a pine and cypress, proud and majestic, solemn and solemn, with a kind of character that would rather bend than bend.
The shallow and faint words made old man Wen feel a sense of guilt in his heart, and he pulled Wen Xinya over embarrassingly: "This is Xinya, my granddaughter, your granddaughter, I brought her here to see you."
"It really looks like Yao'er, and the temperament is also similar." Mr. Mo watched her standing in front of the iron fence covered with gorgeous roses, wearing blue peach blossoms and sapphire accessories, standing quietly. There, no matter in temperament or appearance, she was very similar to Yao'er, and at the first sight, she was identified as his granddaughter. There was no reason, probably this was the bond between the blood.
With those sure and complicated words, Wen Xinya's overwhelmed emotions disappeared in an instant: "Grandpa!"
"Good! Good! Good!" Three good words in a row, with the excitement of Mo Keyan's words, he reached out and stroked her hair tremblingly, feeling a little uncontrollable.
Wen Xinya's eyes were wet again.
Seeing how he treated Xinya, Mr. Wen had a feeling on his face, whether it was the bonds of blood and family.
When Ruya came to see Mr. Mo for the first time, Mr. Mo didn't like her very much. No matter how Ruya tried to please her, he always looked indifferent, and eventually the relationship between the two of them faded away.
Mr. Mo turned his head to look at Uncle Zhang: "Old Zhang, send someone to deliver Miss's things to her room, and take Miss down to rest."
"Grandpa, grandpa! You talk first, I'll go down and tidy things up first." She couldn't interfere with the affairs of the older generation, so she followed Uncle Zhang into the house warmly and obediently.
Uncle Zhang observed the young lady who had just been found along the way, and found that the young lady was not as vulgar as the rumors outside, but had an elegant temperament, exactly the same as the young lady. He was observing the environment in the house all the way. This is a kind of Be discreet and respectful.
Uncle Zhang couldn't help but think of the previous Xia Ruya, who was noble and elegant, and thoughtful of every aspect. When he first came to Mo's house, he didn't look like the young lady at all. Looking at the furnishings of Mo's house, his eyes flashed with excitement and burning greed. , the old man was very disappointed.
I didn't expect that she turned out to be a counterfeit. Fortunately, the old man was wise and was not deceived by that counterfeit.
Uncle Zhang looked at the young lady who had just found the Wen family. The Wen family conducted a DNA comparison. This is the real child of the young lady. After all, it is a child of the Mo and Wen families. The temperament is different: "Miss, The master asked me to tidy up the room where the lady used to live, and it's right in front of you."
Wen Xinya glanced over, and saw Kazuki viburnum blooming on the branches, swaying in the wind, and the petals were falling like snow, with a swaying, romantic and enchanting look.
White can be so enchanting!
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