The President's Sweet Trap

After taking a hot bath, she felt much more comfortable. She specially found a set of conservative clothes to change, and then went downstairs.

There was no sign of a man in the living room. A note was left on the table. Gu Yiyi picked it up with a few strong characters written on it.

"Breakfast is ready. If you have something to do, go out and wait for me at home!"

With a sweet smile on her lips, she went to the dining room. Sure enough, she saw breakfast on the table, and a sense of happiness came naturally.

After breakfast, she sat in the living room waiting for nanqingchen while watching TV. It was almost noon that she received a call from nanqingchen.

I changed my clothes and went out of the door. When I went downstairs, I saw the car dumping dust to the south.

After getting on the bus, nanqingchen helped her fasten her seat belt and took her to Nanjia's old house.

"Dusting, what did grandpa tell us to go back for? It's not your birthday! " Gu Yiyi looks curiously at the man driving seriously.

Nan Qingchen pursed his lips and said in a deep voice, "if you're right, you should say something about ancestor worship!"

Without words all the way, they soon returned to their old house.

Old man Nan wore a straight Zhongshan suit and looked in good spirits. He couldn't close his mouth when he saw Nan Qingchen and Gu Yiyi coming back.

After dinner, the old man asked Gu Yiyi to go to the study.

Gu Yiyi followed the servant to the door of the study. The servant opened the door, made a gesture of invitation to Gu Yiyi, and then turned and left.

When Gu Yiyi went in, the old man was writing. She didn't dare to disturb him. She stood quietly and waited.

After about half an hour, the old man put down his brush and said with a smile: "Yiyi! Come and see how grandpa writes? "

Gu Yiyi touched the back of her head and said with a smile, "Grandpa, don't embarrass me. I really don't know anything about calligraphy!"

The old man smiled, nodded, stroked his chin beard and pointed to the sofa: "sit down!"

Gu Yiyi walked over and sat down. A complete set of tea utensils for making tea was placed on the low table. After the old man sat down, he filled the kettle with water, and then pressed the switch.

After a while, the water was cooked, and the old man began to make tea slowly.

Gu Yiyi's eyes are almost straight as she looks at the complicated tea making process.

In the past, Gu Aihui sent Gu Hong to study the tea ceremony. He said that the tea ceremony could improve her self-cultivation and precipitate her temperament. She also wanted to go, but Gu Aihui didn't give her this opportunity.

After studying for some time, Gu Hong came back to complain that the class was too boring and the teacher's lecture was also boring, which made her always want to sleep.

Gu Yahui loved her daughter very much and complained to Gu Aihui that what the teacher said was not good at all. Later, Gu Aihui was busy with the company and ignored it.

After a long time, it's over.

Just when Gu Yiyi was thinking, a strong smell of tea came to her nose. Gu Yiyi closed her eyes and breathed deeply the refreshing aroma.

"Yiyi, come and have a taste! This is the new West Lake Longjing this year. Grandpa, I usually don't want to take it out! " The old man smiled and poured a cup of tea to Gu Yiyi.

Gu Yiyi hurriedly took it, put it under her nose, smelled it, then took a sip, sincerely praised: "Grandpa, this tea is really fragrant!"

"Yiyi likes tea?"

"Like it!"

Hearing Gu Yiyi's loud answer, the old man laughed.

He really did not read the little girl wrong. When he met for the first time, he saw that she was a child with simple mind. Just now, he was just trying on purpose. The little girl was really patient.

Nowadays, most young people are impetuous, and few know how to respect the elderly.

After drinking a cup of tea, the old man put the cup on the table. He just thought of what to say next. He sighed and looked a little dignified.

"Yiyi, the eighth day of August every year is the day for the south family to worship their ancestors. I told you about it!"

Gu Yiyi nodded and answered softly, "yes, Grandpa, he told me!"

"That..." the old man hesitated for a moment. He didn't know whether his grandson told her about it.

Gu Yiyi knew what the old man wanted to say, smiled and said, "Grandpa, you want to say about the legend of Nanjia, don't you?"

The old man nodded, "yes! This matter has bothered Nanjia for many years. Yiyi, Grandpa just wants to ask you what you think! "

Gu Yiyi lowered her head and took a sip of tea: then she raised her head, looked at the old man and said seriously, "Grandpa, to tell you the truth, I don't really believe in this kind of thing. Even if it is true, I also believe that he will protect me!"

"Alas, old man, I really didn't see the wrong person! Yiyi! In fact, to tell you the truth, the old man was selfish at the beginning. If it weren't for this selfishness, you wouldn't have been involved! "

The old man sighed. He was a soldier all his life. He had never said such a thing in front of the younger generation. Today is really the first time in the world.

Gu Yiyi carefully gave the old man a cup of tea, handed it to the old man with both hands, and looked at him sincerely.

"Grandpa, please don't say that. I believe all this is the arrangement of fate. To tell the truth, I feel very lucky. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have met Qingchen and become his wife!"

The old man took the tea cup and showed a trace of relief on his face.

Gu Yiyi paused and asked, "Grandpa, how did the legend of the south family come from?"

The old man took a sip of the tea in the cup, put the cup back on the table, and folded his hands on the tap crutch.

"It's a long story!"

Gu Yiyi sits upright and listens carefully to find out the truth of the matter. Maybe he can find some clues from it.

"To be honest, this happened at the beginning of last century, probably during the Republic of Ireland, and it was handed down from my grandfather's generation."

"The Nan family was always a big family with a rich life. You know, at that time, unlike now, it was common for men to have three wives and four concubines, and my grandfather was no exception."

"After he married his first wife, he couldn't give birth to children. In fact, it can't be entirely his wife's fault. My grandfather has been doing business abroad all year round, which is also one reason!"

When the old man said this, he sighed again.

"But at that time, women all stressed that the mother should be valued by the son, so the child became a heart disease in his wife's heart, and people around him began to talk more. Later, by chance, the wife went to the temple to ask for a son. On the way back, she met a girl who ran away from famine. She saw that the girl was beautiful, so she took her home."