Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

Cui Sanning stepped forward to support the old man and said coquettishly: "Grandpa."

During a dinner, the family was having a good time, and Su Mubai mentioned Cui Sanning's encounter with Quan Yu.

Speaking of Grandpa Quan Yusu, his face showed approval. In recent years, the Quan family has become more and more powerful in his hands. He is also a soldier and has a strong sense of family and country. He can be regarded as a good boy with upright roots.

Instructing Su Mubai to learn from the third uncle of the Quan family, Su Mubai nodded and responded: "Okay, okay, I will go and learn from the third uncle in the evening."

Cui Sangning ate quietly and occasionally chimed in. Except for the fact that he never looked at his father, he was fine.

After dinner, I couldn't resist the old man, so Cui Sanning stayed here.

Perhaps because he was happy today, Grandpa Su drank some wine. When the servant pushed the old man back to his room to rest, he pulled Su Mubai and said in a daze: "You don't have to make money, but... you have to be a good person and be upright. A true disciple is the best."

Su Mubai nodded: "I know."

As he spoke, he looked at Cui Sanning, with sorrow and regret in his old eyes: "The old Su family can't help your mother, you, and the Cui family."

With eyes burning, Cui Sanning walked to the old man and knelt down, held his hand and said with a smile: "Mom is living a good life now, and I am living a good life too."

Seeing her grandfather being pushed back into the room, Cui Sanning stood up slowly. As soon as she turned around, she looked at her father who was sitting on the sofa. In less than a second, she looked away.

The opposite of love is often not hate, but disappointment that accumulates day by day and eventually breaks out. There is no hysteria, only plain separation.

In the bedroom, a silk embroidered screen stood in front of the bed, and Cui Sanning stood by the window looking outside.

The red lantern on the eaves swayed gently.

Since she returned to Kyoto to go to college, she has never returned to live with the Su family. She couldn't bear to force her, so her brother bought her a house outside.

I was worried that she would live alone, so I just called her a few times a day and went to her place every two days.

With a sigh, he closed the window and went to bed, turning off the bedside lamp. The jade carvings in the room revealed a faint light.

The Su family is a jade family, and generations of people have been engaged in jade carving. The huge family property is carved out with a carving knife. Now it is no longer for money, but for the inheritance of this craft.

This is also the reason why the Su family and several other families are drifting apart.

Cui Sanning went back to her house after dinner the next morning. She didn't like living in the Su family's old house, or she didn't know how to face her father.

In a blink of an eye, it was Grandpa Su's eightieth birthday. The dinner was held at a teahouse in the Su family. Some relatives and friends were invited. As the old man got older, he had long stayed away from those vanity fairs, so he could celebrate his birthday happily.

The antique tea house has a restrained and luxurious Chinese log style, and there are valuable jade carvings every other distance.

There is a stage in the middle, and a theater troupe has been specially invited to perform a few performances tonight, mainly to relieve the boredom of the older generation.

People came one after another. The older generation sat on the first floor to listen to the opera together, while the younger ones went up to the second floor to exchange glasses of wine.

The other three families will naturally come to this occasion.

Mr. Xie sat next to Grandpa Su and said with a smile, "This building of yours is really nice."

Grandpa Su beamed: "My grandson made it. How can I still have time to do this at my old age?"

Duan Lao on the side said: "Well done Mu Bai, you are calm and sensible, I have got your true inheritance."

Grandpa Su waved his hand: "That kid is much better than me."

As he spoke, Grandpa Su looked up and looked around and asked, "Why hasn't that old boy from the Quan family come yet?"

When Cao Cao arrived, the old man of the Quan family came in with several juniors. Standing next to him was Quan Yu.

Mr. Duan approached Grandpa Su and said, "Isn't the third youngest in his family not married yet?"

Mr. Xie next to him shook his head after hearing this: "The grandsons of the old Su family can build buildings, but the third son of his family has not yet married a wife."

Quan Yu greeted several elders politely, and when he looked up, he saw Xie Jiuan and Duan Qiongyu waving to him upstairs.

After saying goodbye politely, Quan Yu walked up to the second floor, the hem of his black windbreaker swaying slightly.

Seeing him going upstairs, several old people behind him said: "Young people nowadays don't like to listen to plays anymore."

After a few steps up the stairs, Xie Jiuan ran over first: "Uncle, you are here."

Duan Qiongyu also came over and greeted him with a smile, tickling the nine-section purple bamboo he never left his hand. Quan Yu nodded.

The three of them walked over and sat on the sofa together. Duan Qiongyu glanced downstairs: "Where is that boy Mu Bai? His grandpa is celebrating his birthday but he is nowhere to be seen."

Quan Yu's lowered eyelashes moved and he remained silent. Xie Jiuan put a piece of fruit into his mouth, took out his cell phone and said vaguely: "Let me ask."

He dialed the phone and turned on the speakerphone. As soon as the call was connected, Xie Jiuan spoke first: "Brother Mu Bai, where are you?"

"Why don't I see you?"

After a while, a soft and soft voice came from the other side: "He is busy."

Not to mention Xie Jiu'an, even people of Duan Qionyu's age looked surprised.

After hearing the familiar voice, Quan Yu raised his head and mouthed to the two of them for some unknown reason: "His sister."

Xie Jiuan understood immediately, and his voice became much gentler: "It's my sister, when will you come over?"

On the other side of the phone, without waiting for Cui Sanning to answer, Su Mubai, who had put away his things, had returned to the car and answered the phone: "Half an hour."

After hanging up the phone, Xie Jiuan said in hindsight, "I haven't met Brother Mubai's sister yet."

Duan Qiongyu said: "Your third uncle has seen it."

He raised his chin: "The scar on the eyebrow bone is for that girl."

Quan Yu glanced at Duan Qiongyu lightly: "Just mention this in private, don't mention it in front of others."

Duan Qiongyu smiled and said: "I understand, Team Quan serves the people."

The three of them sat lazily on the sofa. Occasionally, someone came over to say hello to them, but mainly they came to see Xie Jiu'an.

Duan Qiongyu hid a knife in his smile, and Quan Yu had a written message on his face: "Keep strangers away." No matter how you look at it, only Xie Jiu'an can get close.

Looking down, Xie Jiuan asked in confusion: "Who is he?"

The two of them lowered their heads when they heard the sound, and saw an old man downstairs wearing a blue-gray coat and long gown. He had gray hair and a long beard on his chin.

Several elders stood up to greet him, and then sat together.

Xie Jiuan turned around and asked, "How come I haven't seen him before? Do you know him?"

Duan Qiongyu explained: "Mr. Ji Rumei."

"Who?" Xie Jiuan didn't know him.

Duan Qiongyu said calmly: "Senior from the Cultural Relics Bureau, nine out of ten artifacts in Kyoto have been inspected by him."

"The technology of cultural relic restoration is even more amazing."

Duan Qiongyu has a lot of research on literary games, so he naturally recognizes Mr. Ji.

Xie Jiuan looked clear: "No wonder I don't know him. I follow my dad's preference for gold necklaces and I'm not familiar with Wen Wan."