Tianshi Fubao is three and a half years old, spoiled by the tyrant father

Chapter 95 She is the continuation of her daughter but definitely not a substitute

Duan Zhaorong's heart melted at the sound of "grandpa".

The gray beard around his lips trembled constantly, and his cloudy eyes were soaked with tears.

The thoughtful face appeared in front of his eyes again, he opened his mouth, unable to utter a word due to his excitement.

Gu Zhaozhao stepped forward cautiously, and looked up at the silver-haired, elderly man.

A soft, chubby hand was carefully stuffed into his,

"Grandpa, I'm Zhao Zhao."

Xiaotuanzi spoke out again, this time Duan Zhaorong couldn't control his emotions anymore, he tightly grasped that warm little hand.

He nodded again and again, "Okay, okay, so Zhaozhao."

Tears flowed freely, and the maids who were watching also wiped away their tears one after another.

Perhaps because Duan Zhaorong was in a good mood, he actually pushed away the servant who was supporting him.

"Zhao Zhaolai, grandpa will take you to eat delicious food."

Hearing the delicious food, Gu Zhaozhao's big eyes lit up.

Dang even forgot how he got here, "Grandpa, be good, Zhao Zhao will support you."

Xiao Tuanzi, who was not as tall as Duan Zhaorong's legs, stood on tiptoe and rubbed his head vigorously into Duan Zhaorong's hand,
"Grandpa, quickly support Zhao Zhao's head."

She is really too short to hold Grandpa's hand, but fortunately her head is strong enough.

Such a cute move immediately made Duan Zhaorong laugh out loud.

"Grandpa is not willing to support us Zhaozhao, it's okay, grandpa can go by himself."

He said, holding Gu Zhaozhao with one hand, and actually walked towards the back hall.

Duan Qingfeng and all the servants were dumbfounded.

You know, my father used to have great difficulty even standing up.

If it wasn't for welcoming Zhaozhao today, I wouldn't be able to come to the front hall at all.

Why are you walking so smoothly now?
Duan Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat, could it be a flashback? !

Thinking of this, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, "Father, slow down."

In front of the big table filled with all kinds of food, Gu Zhaozhao's big eyes twinkled with little stars.

Wow, this is too much, it seems that the grandfather she just saw on the street has it here.

Um?on the street?

Something seems to have come to mind.

"Oh, grandpa, Zhaozhao was snatched by my uncle, I have to tell Brother Xiu and Daddy."

Gu Zhaozhao woke up suddenly, and was about to jump down from the chair in a hurry.

Duan Qingfeng rushed over, pressed his big hand, and immediately pressed Gu Zhaozhao's little head, making her unable to move.

He took the satchel from the guard behind him and handed it to Gu Zhaozhao,

"Zhao Zhao, don't worry, my uncle has already sent someone to take that young master home, as for Gu Rongzhan..."

He frowned in thought, very reluctant to mention this blind man.

Gu Zhaozhao blushed and struggled for a long time, but she didn't move at all, so she had to give up.

But still said in a childish voice: "Daddy has to inform, otherwise Daddy will be worried."

It's okay, brother Xiu has already gone home, otherwise it would be too wrong to leave him alone on the street.

Just when Duan Qingfeng was still thinking about how to refuse, there was a sudden pain in his arm.

He groaned, and withdrew his hand back.

Duan Zhaorong had a dark face, holding a cane in his hand, and stared at him vigorously, "Hand it lightly, what if it hurts Zhaozhao, I have been in the military camp for so many years, my hands are not serious, if you do this again, I will blow you away go out."

Putting down the crutch in his hand, looking down at Gu Zhaozhao, Duan Zhaorong changed his appearance in an instant.

The creases on his face were all wrinkled together, and he couldn't see his eyes when he smiled, "Good boy, does your head hurt, please rub it with grandpa."

A vicissitudes of the palm began to gently pat the top of Xiaotuanzi's head.

Gu Zhaozhao shook his head, "It doesn't hurt at all, uncle didn't push hard."

She looked up at Duan Qingfeng again, "Uncle, let's tell Dad."

Before Duan Qingfeng could speak, he got another stick on his buttocks.

Duan Zhaorong yelled loudly, "Hurry up!"

"Go, let's go."

After finishing speaking, Duan Qingfeng turned around and walked to the front hall.

Gu Zhaozhao finally let go of his heart, carefully grabbed a piece of pastry, raised his arm and handed it to Duan Zhaorong, "Grandpa, you eat this piece, Zhaozhao ate it just now, it's so sweet."

Duan Zhaorong opened his mouth and bit the pastry without hesitation, "Sweet, so sweet, this is the best pastry grandpa has ever eaten."

Standing at the door, Duan Qingfeng looked back at the grandparent and grandson who were feeding each other, still feeling faintly worried.

Could it be that the father really came back?
In the courtyard, Duan Qingfeng's flowing gown swayed with the wind.

"Come here, close the door tightly. No one will come here today."

The servants quickly closed the gates of the front and rear yards and bolted them.

Duan Qingfeng continued: "The Silver Armored Guard."

A few figures suddenly appeared from all directions, they were people who were fighting with the hidden guards on the street.

Several people saluted respectfully, "General."

Duan Qingfeng's sword-brows were drawn into his temples, his tiger eyes were full of spirit, and he said in a deep voice: "Assemble everyone to guard Duan's mansion, trespassers will be killed without mercy!"

Inform Gu Rong to kill?How could he.

Zhao Zhao was originally a child of his Duan family, and it was only natural for him to come back.

Gu Rong beheaded his daughter who was not worthy of raising his younger sister.

Gu Zhaozhao in the room was already eating his stomach was rolling.

But the genius outside just got dark.

She puffed her cheeks and was a little worried, "Oh, it seems like it's time for dinner."

But she couldn't take it anymore.

Duan Zhaorong got up and hugged Xiaotuanzi off the chair, "It's okay, let's have dinner later and wait until Zhaozhao is hungry."

The servants nearby: Master, we haven't eaten yet!
Holding Gu Zhaozhao's little hand, Duan Zhaorong walked briskly through the long corridor to a bedroom in the backyard.

Looking up at the delicate wood, Gu Zhaozhao suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

What's the matter with wanting to cry?

"Grandpa, is this mother's room?" She blurted out.

Duan Zhaorong nodded, "Yes, grandpa will show you."

Stretch out your hand and push open the heavy wooden door, what you see is not a decaying and dilapidated atmosphere, but a faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Several candles were lit in the room, which gave it a warm glow.

Xiaotuanzi stuck to Duan Zhaorong's leg, and was in a trance for a moment, feeling that there should be people living here.

But after looking around for a long time, I didn't see anything.

Mother's soul is not here, maybe she has been reincarnated.

She was a little disappointed, it was the first time she was so eager to see a ghost.

"Grandpa, mother's room is so beautiful."

Everything in the room has a girly atmosphere everywhere.

Embroidered screens, soothing calligraphy and paintings, round fans and quilts embroidered with mandarin ducks and peonies.

Gu Zhaozhao looked left and right, his small hands carefully slid everywhere, even a pair of big eyes were not enough to see.

She could even imagine that mother must be a very beautiful person.

She really wanted to see her mother.

"Grandpa, do you have a portrait of mother, Zhao Zhao wants to see what mother looks like."

Duan Zhaorong's eyes were already wet, he would come to his daughter's room once a day, and sit quietly for a while.

Talk to your daughter as if you were alive.

However, everything is gone.

Patting Gu Zhaozhao's hairy head, Duan Zhaorong felt relieved, "Yes, grandpa will give it to Zhaozhao."

Fortunately, there is still Zhao Zhao.

She is the continuation of his daughter but definitely not a substitute, he will give all his love to Zhao Zhao.

(End of this chapter)