The family went back by car.

Huo Yijun and Shi Rong were in the same car, and Huo Ruirui's family of four were in the same car, but Song Chuxi squeezed into Huo Yijun and Shi Rong's car in front in order to be closer to her idol.

Huo Ruirui rolled her eyes a dozen times.

The car drove outside the door of the Huo family's old house. Mrs. Huo sat in a wheelchair and looked around early.

When Shi Rong was about to get off the car, Huo Yijun had already moved the wheelchair earlier. Pushing Shi Rong, he walked steadily to Mrs. Huo: "Grandma, I brought Rong Rong back. This time, I have made you worried."

"Well, it looks like he's getting better." Mrs. Huo saw her eldest grandson's bright eyes and energetic appearance. She looked at Shi Rong again and sighed: "You've been hurting your muscles and bones for a hundred days. My good boy, you've suffered a lot. .”

"Grandma, my legs don't hurt much anymore, and they will be fine in a few days." Shi Rong held her hand, "Don't look at Ajun, he is walking like flying. In fact, he still needs to rest for two weeks to fully recover."

The old lady's hands are well-kept. Although they are old, they are still warm and delicate, but there is a dry feeling like an elderly person who has lost collagen and moisture.

This made Shi Rong think of Luo Xinyi inexplicably.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen her for quite some time.

She's been unusually quiet these past few days.

After dinner, Huo Yijun sat on the sofa with the old lady and talked about some business decisions during this period. Shi Rong felt that it was not convenient for him to listen, so he pushed his wheelchair to the courtyard on the pretext of going out for a walk. .

The yard is kept neat and clean, with half of it planted with fruits and vegetables, and the other half with various flowers and plants.

The middle path was covered by grapevines, with bunches of purple grapes hanging from them.

Shi Rong remembered that Huo Yijun said that the grape varieties here were particularly sweet, so he reached out and picked a large Gulu, put it on his lap, and ate while controlling his wheelchair to wander around.

Shi Rong was mesmerized by the beautiful scenery everywhere in the old house. When she came back to her senses, she realized that she had arrived at a small pond.

I don’t know why, but even though it’s autumn, there are still pink and white lotus flowers blooming in the pond.

Shi Rong walked around the pool admiring it and came to an exquisite antique house next to the pool.

She approached the door and looked in, hearing voices.

"Hey, the second brother is quite tough, haven't you fainted from hunger yet?" A voice with laughter and ridicule said, "Tsk, look at the whip. Tell me, what age are we in now, and the old woman still uses the tricks of the feudal society? To punish the descendants?"

Shi Rong looked through the crack in the door and saw a man kneeling on a futon, with rows of memorial tablets in front of him.

Standing next to the memorial tablet was a young man, wearing a crisp suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He crossed his arms, picked up a tablet and played with it, "I really don't understand. You said you were a bad person outside, how did you get home?" , are you so obedient? Are you hungry? Can you hold on for seven days? Please, I will give you some food."

The man kneeling on the ground ignored him.

When the standing man walked past him, he bumped his back with his knee.

The man took a deep breath, raised his head and roared: "Huo Zongyuan, you are seeking death!"

"Ouch, does it hurt so much?" Huo Zongyuan squatted down, raised his hand and slapped him hard, "Remember, you can't stand up when you are punished with family punishment. So you can't fight back. You, Just wait here to starve to death. Your good brother is sick and can’t care about you anymore!”

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