Chapter 1439 If You Don't Leave, I Won't Give up (47)
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Even Rong Qing asked suspiciously, "Miss Zimei, what do you mean by that? Did my father have any bad relationship with your grandma before?"
"Why not? Back then, my grandmother got pregnant out of wedlock and was so troubled that she couldn't stay in the capital, so she disappeared. She was a dignified lady from the capital, and had to marry a farmer in the countryside incognito. The poor peasant woman lived a miserable life, and now you keep saying that you have nothing to do with her, this is really ruthless and unjust. If there is no relationship between you, my father will not look like you. Uncle Qing is so similar. In this world, many things can be deceived, but only appearance can't deceive."
Yang Zimei became angrier the more she talked.
"Girl, what do you mean? Your grandma's unmarried pregnancy has something to do with me? Your father and Qing'er look alike?"
The old man asked suspiciously.
"Girl, I think you must have misunderstood my father. He will never be the kind of person who always gives up."
Rong Qing also generally understood what Yang Zimei meant, and hurriedly explained, "There must be a misunderstanding."
"It must be a misunderstanding. Zeng Hui and I have met less than three times in total, and I didn't say a word to her. I only know that she was named the first lady in the capital at that time."
The old man explained in confusion.
Hearing this, Yang Zimei was slightly startled.
Judging from his appearance, he is not lying.
Could it be that his own grandfather is someone else?
Or is it the brother of the old man in front of him?
"Dad, she may be talking about Uncle."
Rong Qing suddenly lowered his head and whispered to the old man with his ears.
Yang Zimei has a keen hearing and naturally hears his voice.
Sure enough, his own grandfather may be someone else, not the old man in front of him.
It's no wonder that he doesn't have that kind of intimacy.
"Uncle Rong, where is your uncle?"
Yang Zimei didn't want to dawdle too much, and asked directly.
"Did you hear?"
Rong Qing was very puzzled, he felt that the voice he spoke just now was quite small.
"Um."
"Since you heard it, I'll confess, the person you're talking about isn't my father, it's probably my uncle." Rong Qing said.
"The eldest brother and Miss Zeng Hui did get closer in the past. The reason I met her was because of the eldest brother."
The old man also spoke up.
"That's right."
Yang Zimei asked impatiently, "Where are the others? Where are you now?"
"He doesn't ask about the past."
The old man said lightly.
"What's the meaning?"
Yang Zimei's heart froze, "Is he dead?"
"I'm not dead, I'm a monk."
Rong Qing said.
"Going home? Going home? Where are you going?"
Yang Zimei didn't react for a while.
"I became a monk on the mountain."
"Be a monk?"
Yang Zimei's mouth was so shocked that she almost couldn't close it.
She never dreamed that her grandfather, whom she had been looking for so long, would become a monk.
What the hell is going on here?
"Well, in Linghui Temple. If you really think your grandma has something to do with my uncle, then go to the mountain to find him. His name is Juehui."
Rong Qing said.
Linghui Temple?
Jue Hui?
Why is there a word for wisdom?
Wouldn't it be because of his grandmother Zeng Hui?
Yang Zimei asked Rong Qing about the location of Linghui Temple, and after a few casual greetings, she withdrew to find Xiaoqian and the others.
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【Merry Christmas and good night】