After lunch, Mu Nanfeng was still busy dealing with the company's problems, so he set off for Tinglan.

Inside the retro living room.

Xu Yan supported the old man, preparing to take him to lunch break.

But Mr. Mu was not sleepy. He said softly, "Yan Yan, let's go to the study."

"Okay." Although Xu Yan didn't know what he was going to do, she carefully helped him into the study.

The study room full of books smells like a spring breeze.

The old man walked up to a locked drawer, entered the password, opened the drawer, and took out a photo album from it.

The two sit on the sofa.

"Grandpa, what is this." Xu Yan was a little curious, looking at the album, wondering if it wasn't the photos of Mu Nanfeng when he was a child?

The next moment, Mr. Mu handed the photo album to her hand, "You will know when you open it."

Xu Yan felt that the old man was weird, and slowly opened the thick photo album.

The neatly arranged photos, the old ones are yellowed.

These photos look like years, and the corners of the photos are beginning to wrinkle.

In the photo, there are three teenagers who look in their twenties, young and energetic, and handsome in appearance.

Time faded the original color of the photo, leaving a blurry mark.

But no matter how vague, Xu Yan still recognized two of them.

Her pupils contracted suddenly, her heart sank, and she looked at the old man in surprise and astonishment.

"Grandpa, you..." Xu Yan's voice was bumpy, "Do you know my grandpa?"

Elder Mu smiled and nodded, with a little bitterness and regret in his smile.

He said leisurely: "We used to be good brothers who were born and died together."

Xu Yan's eyes were flushed instantly, "Grandpa, why have you never told me before? Have you known..."

When she first married into the Mu's family, she specifically concealed her identity. In addition, Mu Nanfeng had not been in close contact with the Mu's family, so no one knew her true identity.

Recalling the scene of seeing the old man for the first time, did he recognize her at that time?

Elder Mu's eyes were dark, "I knew from the first time we met that you are Zhuo Cheng's granddaughter."

That's why he gave her a lot of praise the first time he saw her.

That's why he specifically asked Mu Nanfeng to take care of her.

Xu Yan was slightly startled.

Xu Zhuocheng is her grandfather's name.

No wonder... No wonder Mr. Mu has always been so kind to her and always looked at her with that complicated look.

It turns out that he is the granddaughter of the deceased.

"If I remember correctly, you should have been called Xu Wanyan before." Elder Mu knew everything about her very well, but he still remembered everything he should know.

He is old and has a bad memory, for fear that he will remember it wrong.

"Yes, grandpa." Xu Yan's voice was already choking.

Father Mu looked at her distressedly, and his eyes gradually moistened, "Good boy, I am sorry that something like that happened to the Xu family. Grandpa has never dared to tell you, just because I am afraid that you will be sad. Zhuo Cheng is my best friend. , His death made me feel very sad."

"Actually, after the accident in the Xu family, I sent someone to find you, but there was no news."

"Until...until Fenger brought you to me. At that time, you didn't know how excited I was. I didn't expect that one day Zhuo Cheng's granddaughter would become my granddaughter."

Mr. Mu said it intermittently, and his eyes were unconcealed sadness.

"Perhaps... God is going to send you to our side, let my Feng'er protect you."

Speaking of it, when Xu Yan was born, he also joked with Xu Zhuocheng about ordering a baby kiss or something so that the two would kiss each other.

Who would have thought that Xu Zhuocheng actually left him a step ahead, before he even had time to say goodbye.

In his life, there were only these two friends, but in the end he was the only one left alone to die.

No one can understand the suffering in his heart.

There were moving tears in Xu Yan's eyes.

She really didn't expect that the Xu family and the Mu family had such a relationship.

Looking back on it carefully, fate seemed to have tied her and Mu Nanfeng together a long time ago.

Mr. Mu was right, God asked her to meet Mu Nanfeng just to protect her.

And this protection spanned the past life and this life, but it was a pity that she was blinded in her past life and didn't know all this earlier.

Everyone is guarding her silently, only she doesn't know.

In this world, there are still many people who love her.

Crystal clear tears fell, and Xu Yan hugged the old man, crying bitterly.

"Grandpa..." Xu Yan couldn't help it with a "wow".

At this moment, she regarded Mr. Mu as her own grandfather.

Elder Mu also burst into tears when he thought of his dead friend.

He gently patted her on the back, "Good boy, don't cry, I will be your grandfather from now on."

Xu Yan sniffed, trying to stabilize her emotions.

She let go of the old man, looked at him slowly and said, "Thank you, grandpa."

Wiping her tears, Xu Yan recovered her composure, and then asked, "But grandpa, why did you choose to tell me this today?"

Elder Mu wiped his tears: "Because I want to take you to see Zhuo Cheng, his tombstone is standing in the back garden, and I want to tell him the good news you told me today."

Xu Yan was even more moved when he said this.

After all, he was a good brother who was born and died. The affection that Old Man Mu has for her grandfather is really touching.

Xu Yanrou said, "Grandpa and "Grandpa" have a very good relationship."

"I've been an old friend for decades. We took these photos together." Mr. Mu looked at the yellowed photos with emotion.

"Let's take a look at the photos, your grandpa was handsome when he was young."

Xu Yan let out a soft "um".

She picked up the album and turned it page by page.

Suddenly, Xu Yan pointed to the man who was always standing on the right in the photo and asked, "Grandpa, who is this person?"

"He, his name is Ye Zhishu, and he is also my best friend. Back then, the three of us were inseparable every day, and the relationship was strong."

The old man recalled the old days with mixed sadness and joy in his heart.

Xu Yan looked at the man in the photo, her eyes attracted by him, "It turned out to be Grandpa Ye."

He looks gentle and gentle, but like a scholarly boy, standing in the photo, he has a unique temperament.

Xu Yan used to hear this name from his grandfather and father.

It's just that she has never seen him before.

Ye Zhishu, Ye Xingchen's grandfather.

Speaking of Ye Zhishu, one can't help but unconsciously think of a sad past.

That was decades ago, and it was something that has impressed the entire Xu family for several generations.

Ye Zhishu died when he was less than 30 years old. He died for the Xu family.

A teenager who loves to read, willingly enters the battlefield for his friends, dances knives and guns, and becomes an iron-blooded teenager.

On the battlefield, he couldn't talk about how good he was, but his heart was always full of passion.

That year, Xu Zhuocheng was trapped by the enemy and was trapped in Yuncheng. In order to save Xu Zhuocheng, he unfortunately died in the flames of war, and he could not even leave a whole body.

Xu Zhuocheng watched his brother die in front of him with his own eyes, but was helpless.

It was a pain that he would never be able to eradicate.

At that time, Mr. Mu also witnessed all this with his own eyes.

When they were young, they were all iron-blooded men who defended their homes and nations.

After Ye Zhishu's death, Xu Zhuocheng fell ill in bed for several months, having trouble sleeping and eating.

And this tragedy did not end with Ye Zhishu's death.

Ye family and Xu family seem to have a strange relationship.

later……

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