My iceberg smiled

Chapter 964 is a relic left by your grandfather
That night, Han Qian Xiaozhen stayed with Dean Qi's room all night.

Not far from the bed where Dean Qi was lying on was the small bed that Han Mochen had placed for her.

When she woke up in the morning, she could see Dean Qi's face.

Get up and draw the curtains, and open the windows for ventilation.

The sun immediately sprinkled into the house, which is a rare ray of warm sunshine in winter, very comfortable.

Han Qianxiao looked at Dean Qi with a smile, turned and went out.

This morning's breakfast has been laid out in the restaurant, whole wheat bread with poached eggs, and pure milk.

In addition to these, the young man brought another large bowl of tomato and egg noodles from the kitchen, which was freshly prepared.

Breakfast is very rich.

Han Mochen personally picked up a piece of toast, cut it into small portions, and handed the plate to Han Qianxiao.

Han Qianxiao ate with relish, and was in a good mood early in the morning.

Han Ruojiang, who was also eating breakfast, was not treated so well. He watched his son doing this and that for Little Pudding with all kinds of thoughtfulness, and he was extremely envious.

After breakfast, Fang Ci and the three of them came together.

Fang Ci smiled: "I met you on the road, what a coincidence."

He was talking about Zhuo Qiu and Anan.

Han Mochen said: "What are you doing here so early?"

Obviously, he didn't want these three guys to ruin his and Xiaoxiao's quiet life.

If these people hadn't come here for Dean Qi, Han Mochen might have turned them away.

In the room, Dean Qi has already woken up.

Fang Ci checked and said: "From now on, we don't need nutrient solution, you can slowly feed Dean Qi some liquid food, it must be light."

"..."

"Well, and, Dean Qi should be able to speak... Dean, you can try to pronounce the pronunciation." Fang Ci whispered to Dean Qi.

Dean Qi opened his mouth when he heard Fang Ci's words.

After a long time, I hoarsely choked out a few words: "My child... good boy..."

Anan and Han Qianxiao rushed over.

Anan's eyes were slightly red, and he called out, "Dean, I'm here."

Han Qianxiao took the old man's hand and smiled with tears: "Grandpa Dean, you must get well soon, I will accompany you every day."

Dean Qi smiled kindly, the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were tender, "Grandpa is fine...Grandpa will be fine, little pudding, don't be afraid..."

Han Qianxiao nodded heavily: "Yes."

She didn't dare to tell Dean Qi what she couldn't hear, for fear that the other party would be worried or distressed.

She watched Dean Qi's mouth open and close, uttering words slowly, and she also read these lips carefully, bit by bit.

She read every word the other party said in her heart and kept it in her mind.

After so many years, finally... I can see the amiable dean smiling at her and talking to her again.

Han Qianxiao took out the pendant in his pocket and asked Dean Qi: "Grandpa Dean, why did you give me this back then and let me keep it safe? Is there something in your heart that you didn't tell me about it?" ?”

When Dean Qi saw the amber pendant, tears welled up in his cloudy eyes, but they didn't fall.

With his remaining right hand, he slowly lifted it up, held the pendant, and said after a long time, "Little Pudding, this thing... is your grandfather's favorite handicraft, and it is also a relic left by him."

When the words came out, everyone was shocked.

Isn't Little Pudding's grandfather... the old man Shen from the Shen family in Longjing back then?
(End of this chapter)