After dressing up as the actor’s dog, I became famous in the entertainment industry

Zhou Hongwei stood not far away and watched this scene, his eyes were scarlet, his hands clenched into fists, and he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from getting too out of control.

Looking at his father who was in extremely good spirits, he knew that this was a sign of coming back to his old self.

Song Qinghe, who was usually calm and self-possessed, now had tears rolling down his eyes.

She held the old man's hand tightly, fearing that if she let go, the old man would leave.

Mr. Zhou took out a key from under the pillow with a trembling hand and handed it to his granddaughter with great difficulty.

Li Zhao saw this and quickly took it.

"Grandpa...Grandpa's gift to my dear...darling..."

Hoarse, blurry... A line of clear tears also slipped from the corner of the old man's eyes.

At this moment, Li Zhao's eyes were blurred by tears, and he couldn't wipe them away no matter how hard he wiped them away.

The old man sent the things out and his eyes fell on his youngest son standing not far away.

"Xiao...Wei..."

When he heard someone calling him, just like he did when he was a child, Zhou Hongwei stepped forward quickly, his voice mute.

"Dad, I'm here."

Mr. Zhou looked at his youngest son in front of him with reluctance in his eyes. He raised his hand and Zhou Hongwei quickly took it.

"I...I'm going to find your mother. She may...may want to blame me for not teaching your eldest brother well and for destroying the Zhou family..."

Zhou Hongwei shook his head, "No, you're fine. It's not your fault. My mother won't blame you."

Mr. Zhou wanted to say something more, so he opened his mouth. The next moment, he felt that all the pain in his body seemed to be disappearing at this moment. His whole body felt light and the scene in front of him gradually blurred.

Looking at his son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter in front of him with frightened faces, they kept shouting... but he seemed to be unable to hear them.

drop----

The electrocardiograph made a piercing beep, and the line of heart rate fluctuations also turned into a straight line at this moment.

"dad!!!"

Song Qinghe screamed and quickly took the old man's hand, but the temperature gradually faded away.

"Grandpa...don't scare me...don't leave..."

Feeling the death of a relative for the first time, Li Zhao panicked, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Looking at the old man who had lost his breath and closed his eyes on the hospital bed, at this moment, Li Zhao even thought viciously, why the person who died was not Zhou Hongchuan! ! ! Grandpa is such a good person...how could he leave?

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The news that the old man of the Zhou family passed away from illness spread quickly, causing many people to discuss it privately.

When he was young, Mr. Zhou was considered a powerful figure in the imperial capital, and many people of the older generation spoke of him with admiration.

However, he actually gave birth to such a vicious son, which destroyed the Zhou family. Mr. Zhou was also implicated and died of illness.

Shen Yun learned about Grandpa Zhou's death from her grandfather. No wonder the news she sent to Zhao Zhao fell into disarray. It turned out that such a big thing happened.

The funeral of the old man of the Zhou family is three days later.

In the past few days, Song Qinghe had been seriously ill and had lost weight.

After his mother died, Li Zhao and his uncle dealt with his grandfather's funeral affairs. During this period, Li Zhao almost lived in the Zhou family.

Sometimes when he received messages from his grandmother, the others, and Ayun, Li Zhao would only reply in his spare time after finishing his work.

The word I received the most was condolences.

During this time, Li Zhao suddenly understood a passage he had read before.

[The death of a loved one is not a heavy rain, but the long humidity of this life. I will always be trapped in this humidity, setting off violent storms in every calm day in the future]

Li Zhao helped his uncle sort out his grandfather's belongings, and the key given to him on the day his grandfather died was a locked room in the Zhou family.

"This is the place that the old man told us not to go near. Even after the old man fell ill, he kept thinking about it. When he returned home, he had people carefully fly it over and lock it so that no one else could get close."

The servant who had been with the Zhou family for most of his life explained.

Li Zhao looked at the key in his hand and felt it was a little hot.

The key was inserted into the keyhole, and the door opened with a click.

It was dark inside. Li Zhao groped the wall and touched the switch.

After pressing the button, the whole room lit up, and Li Zhao could see clearly what was in the room.

It is filled with a variety of wooden carved toys.

There are flying birds, various small animals from animations, wooden carvings, trains... Various wooden carvings fill the entire room.

There are also gift boxes of different sizes stacked in the corner of the room.

Li Zhao carefully walked to the corner where gift boxes were stacked and picked up a box at random. The bottom of the box had Qingjun written on it.

[Happy third birthday, dear baby]

Seeing these words, Li Zhao understood why grandpa gave her the key, because... everything in this room was a gift from grandpa.

She was born in the hope of her grandfather, but she did not grow up in front of him.

Li Zhao held the gift in his hand tightly and shed tears on the ground.

After Zhou Hongwei finished handling the matters at hand, he learned that Xiao Zhao had come to the room that the old man had kept locked, so he felt a little worried and came over to take a look.

When he saw that the room was filled with various wood carvings and gift boxes, Zhou Hongwei's eyes were filled with surprise.

Looking at his niece squatting in the corner of the room crying, Zhou Hongwei walked over, squatted down, took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped the little girl's tears.

"Your grandpa has been fond of making wood carvings since he was a child. I remember that when I was very young, many of my toys were made by your grandpa... I didn't expect that the things he kept privately and kept away from others were the things he personally prepared for you before you were born. one's gift."

When talking about the latter part, Zhou Hongwei's voice was a little choked, but he tried to control his emotions, touched his niece's head, and continued.

"Don't be sad, your grandpa went to find your grandma. He should be kneeling on the ground now being interrogated by your grandma."

Li Zhao raised his eyes and looked at his uncle in front of him. His condition was even worse than before.

After grandpa passed away, only uncle was left to support the Zhou family. All the pain and sadness were heavier than anyone else's, but now he came to comfort himself. It was really...

Li Zhao wiped the tears on his face carelessly, stood up, pulled his half-crouched uncle up, and tried his best to squeeze out a smile on his face.

"Uncle, tomorrow is grandpa's funeral. You should go to bed early tonight. I asked aunt to light aromatherapy in your room to help you sleep. I know what you said. I'm just happy that grandpa prepared such a plan for me. Lots of gifts.”

After saying that, he took his uncle's clothes and walked out of the room.

Lock the door before leaving.

Zhou Hongwei was forced to take a rest by his niece, and asked the servants to turn on hot water.

Looking at the nagging little girl in front of him, Zhou Hongwei's tense nerves gradually relaxed.

His beastly brother has such a good daughter and doesn't know how to cherish it. If it were his daughter, he would pluck out the stars in the sky and pet her at the top of his heart.

But from now on, Zhou Hongwei swore that his niece would be his daughter's favorite. Anyway, he did not plan to get married in this life, and he would not have children. Anyway, his assets would be confiscated if no one died and no one would inherit them. It would be better to give them to Xiao Zhao.

Thinking about this, Zhou Hongwei felt sleepy, and gradually closed his eyes amidst his niece's nagging.

Li Zhao didn't respond. When he looked up, he saw his uncle who was already sleeping on the sofa and stopped talking.

The aunt on the side was about to speak, but was stopped by Li Zhao.

Since my grandfather passed away, my uncle has hardly had a good night's sleep.

Now that he finally fell asleep, let him sleep.