Ye Jian’s words went straight into Father Fu’s heart. Seeing Ye Jian yawning lightly, Father Fu felt a pain in his heart. Because of her tiredness, Ye Jian closed her eyes and rested for a while. Father Fu also kept quiet to let her rest. He would call her up when they arrived at home.
It took nearly an hour’s drive from the military to home, and this was without traffic. Ye Jian came home just in time for the old Sir’s morning exercise.
The old Sir didn’t know that Ye Jian was on a mission, nor did he know that Father Fu had gone through life and death a few days ago. Seeing the two father and daughter appearing together, the old gentleman who was doing Tai Chi was stunned for a while.
Ye Jian saw the gray-haired old man wearing a pair of white linen long trousers, standing in the courtyard, moving his arms left and right. His spirit was many times better than it was when they parted last time; even his complexion was a lot clearer. She suddenly felt glad.
She said to Father Fu, “I already met Grandpa for the first time last time. I was surprised by my eldest brother. Now I am back to see Grandpa again, he is much more energetic, and his complexion looks better than before.” He would surely live a long life.
“Your grandfather found out about you; that’s why he has been taking care of himself. He finally has hope in his heart again. He is relaxed, and his depression is gone, so his spirit is naturally good. I’m relieved that he is in good spirits now.” Father Fu couldn’t help smiling widely when he saw that the old man could still stand on one leg and slowly made a turn on his toes, “I didn’t have much time to spend with the old man. This house has been so cold and quiet, but now it’s all good. When you come back, this house really feels like a family. When your mother comes back, our family will be truly reunited.”
Ye Jian’s expression became a little gloomy when she heard Father Fu mention martyr Sun Xueqing.
Should she tell her father about her mother?
Seeing her father so looking forward to meeting her mother, how could she tell her father that… her mother had actually passed away for more than ten years? In what way could she reduce the sadness in her father’s heart?
Ye Jian felt sad and unbearable.
The old gentleman who just turned a circle faced the courtyard entrance and saw two figures standing outside the carved black lacquered gate. One of them was his granddaughter, who returned to school before he had time to spend time with her.
He was quite surprised. He hadn’t mentioned that he had found his granddaughter. How did the father and daughter meet?
Ye Jian saw that the old man kept the golden rooster’s independent posture for a long time. For fear that the old man could not stand steady, she quickly walked over and said, “Good morning, Grandpa.”
“Good morning.” The old man knew his granddaughter was worried about him, so he slowly lowered his raised feet. He was so happy that the wrinkles on his face deepened, “Don’t worry, I have always been practicing Tai Chi. It’s just that I fell ill in the second half of last year, so I couldn’t practice. You came to see me when I was still recovering; sorry for making you worried about me.”
The kind-eyed old gentleman patted Ye Jian’s hand, who was holding his arm, and said to Father Fu, “Yu Sheng, you two… have you two met each other before? This isn’t your first time meeting each other?”
It didn’t look like this was their first meeting.
Father Fu held the old gentleman’s left arm and helped him back to the room with Ye Jian. He smiled, “I have already met with Jian’er before. I haven’t had time to tell you because you are busy. It so happened that her training was over, I got a letter last night, so I went to pick her up. I didn’t tell you because I was afraid that you’ll be worried.”
He winked at his daughter as he spoke.