Chapter 18 Grandpa

The car parked in front of Mo's house. Mo's house still maintains a multi-storey independent small western-style building that was modeled on foreign architectural styles 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. Compared with the Wen family, the Mo family has a deeper background. It has been inherited from the Qing Dynasty. During the Anti-Japanese War, the Mo family served as the president of Beijing National University and was committed to the educational concept of national self-improvement, which was a devastating blow. The members of the Mo family have become thin. When it comes to the grandfather's generation, only the grandfather's lineage remains. Like the mother, the grandmother died of dystocia. The grandfather was a middle-aged daughter.

Although the Mo family is on the decline, no one dares to underestimate the Mo family. Let's not talk about the background of the Mo family, just say that the grandfather's position in the world of Taishan Beidou in the literary world is not allowed to be underestimated by anyone.

Not long after she returned to Wen's house, her grandfather took her to live at Mo's house. The gray-haired old man saw her stubborn and vulgar appearance and began to teach her chess, calligraphy and painting. She thought that she was really the eldest miss of the Wen family. She was arrogant and irritable. She could endure such harshness, so she secretly ran back from the Mo family. Later, because of Ning Shuqian's provocation, her relationship with her grandfather faded.

Later, my grandfather came to Wen's house to see her several times. In the end, she died of a myocardial infarction at home for three days without anyone knowing. It was because his students couldn't contact him, so they went to Mo's house to find out.

Thinking of her unfilial behavior in the past life, Wen Xinya's heart is full of remorse. In this life, she must stay under her grandfather's knees so that she can live a long and healthy life.

"Xinya, Xinya..."

Wenxinya forced the tears in her eyes back into her eyes: "Grandpa!"

Old man Wen looked at the sad mood, thinking about what happened this morning, and felt a sense of guilt and pity for her, "We've already arrived, what are we thinking, and you won't agree to it for a long time."

"It's nothing, just looking at the building in front of me that seems to have experienced vicissitudes of life suddenly feels sad." Yes! After going through the vicissitudes of life, this small building bears a rich history, bears the rise and fall of the Mo family, and bears the sad and lonely life of my grandfather.

The old man Wen sighed: "This small building has been built since the military expedition period, from the military expedition melee, to the anti-Japanese war, to the civil war between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, it has been almost 90 years, and I don't know how many times it has been renovated. Your grandfather has been reluctant to move for many years, so he has been living here."

The driver Lao Tao opened the car door for Mr. Wen, and Wen Xinya stepped forward and helped his grandfather out of the car.

The black iron fence is covered with red, white, peach, and pink roses, which are brilliant and gorgeous, and the rich floral fragrance permeates the surrounding air.

At this time, an old man in his fifties walked out together with an old man with white hair but spirited spirit.

Wenxinya recognized it immediately. The old man in his fifties was the housekeeper of the Mo family, Uncle Zhang, and the old man with white hair was his grandfather Mo Xianqi.

Zhang Bo hurried over to open the iron fence and looked at the warm and elegant standing in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but get wet: "Like, really like..."

Seemingly feeling his gaffe, he quickly opened the iron fence: "Old Wen, come in quickly, little miss!"

Wenxinya nodded towards Uncle Zhang gratefully, and then she helped her grandfather into the courtyard. She raised her head and met her grandfather's scrutinizing eyes. When her grandfather's thin eyes looked at her, it was full of complexity, which made her a little confused. measures.

Old Man Wen laughed and said, "Lao Mo, I haven't seen you for so long. You are still the same, and you are as strong as you were."

Grandpa and Grandpa were close friends when they were young, otherwise Grandpa would not have married their mother to the Wen family. Later, after the death of the mother, the relationship between the Mo family and the Wen family faded.

"TOEFL!" Mr. Mo stood there quietly, his figure was as tall as a pines and cypresses, arrogant, solemn and solemn, with a kind of style that would rather bend than bend.

The two faint words made Mr. Wen feel a sense of guilt in his heart, and shyly pulled Wenxinya: "This is Xinya, my granddaughter, your granddaughter. I brought her here to see you."

"You really look like Yao'er, and have a similar temperament." 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 her temperament or appearance, she was very similar to Yao'er. At first glance, she recognized her as his granddaughter.

With such affirmation and complicated words, Wenxinya's overwhelmed emotions disappeared in an instant: "Grandpa!"

"Good! Good! Good!" With three good words in a row, with Mo Keyan's excitement, he reached out and touched her hair tremblingly, feeling a little uncontrollable.

Wen Ya's eyes were wet again.

Seeing how he treats Xinya, Mr. Wen has a feeling that it is the tie between blood and family.

When Ruya first came to see Mr. Mo for the first time, Mr. Mo didn't like her very much. No matter how Ruya flattered him, he looked indifferent, and the relationship between the two finally faded.

Mr. Mo turned his head to look at Uncle Zhang: "Old Zhang, send someone to bring Miss's things to her room and take Miss to rest."

"Grandpa, grandpa! You talk first, I'll go down and sort things out first." She couldn't get involved in the affairs of the older generation, and Wen Ya followed Uncle Zhang into the house obediently.

Zhang Bo was observing the young lady who had just found him all the way, and found that the young lady was not as vulgar as the rumors outside, but rather elegant, just like the young lady. He was observing the environment in the house all the way. Discreet and respectful performance.

Uncle Zhang couldn't help but think of the former Xia Ruya, who was noble and elegant, and was well-rounded. When he came to Mo's house for the first time, he looked nothing like the young lady. Looking at the furnishings of Mo's house, his eyes flashed with excitement and greed. , the old man is very disappointed.

I didn't expect that she turned out to be a fake. Fortunately, the old man was wise and was not deceived by the fake.

Uncle Zhang looked at the young lady who had just returned to the Wen family. The Wen family had conducted a DNA comparison, and this was the real child of the young lady. After all, it was the child of the Mo Wen family, and her temperament was different: "Little Miss, The master asked me to pack up the room where the lady used to live, just in front."

Wen Xinya glanced at it, and saw a tree of Qionghua blooming on the branches, swaying in the wind, the petals falling like snow, with a swaying and dancing enchanting beauty.

White can be so enchanting!