"grandfather……"

"So, you have to be distracted by us again... Your future is still long and your world is very big. You shouldn't just care about the things in our small valley!!"

Ling Bufan gently raised his wine glass and rubbed her head with a smile.

"Grandpa is content with a granddaughter like you!! The ancestors of the Ling family can also smile and die with peace of mind!"

"grandfather……"

"Silly kid, you will understand in the future that when grandpa and your father and second uncle are still alive, you will feel that this is still your home, but when we are gone, you will feel that the Ling family is just a name for home, a title for you... You will have your own home, your own children, your descendants and descendants... and your brothers and friends... They are the real ones for you!!"

"Grandpa, look at what you said, it seems like I will start from now on, don't worry about them..."

"I really don't have to worry about it!" Ling Bufan said seriously: "I said that there are already disdainful descendants in the blood of the descendants of the Ling family. These are your nephews and grandchildren... Could it be that when they committed a heinous crime, do you still have to clean up their innocence? Yu'er, why haven't you understood what grandfather meant? Your world is outside, not the little descendants of the Ling family..."

He patted her shoulder lightly and sighed deeply.

"That's all that grandpa can say... Think about it yourself!"

He stood up deeply and shook his head quietly.

"Child, grandpa doesn't want the blood of the Ling family to become your bondage... Your responsibility is not these same clans that have bloodlines as you, but your own world, your own family... your own descendants..."

Ling Luoyu didn't move, and sat there quietly in his arms with a wine glass.

Grandpa saw her embarrassment and embarrassment, and also saw that she was incompatible with the Ling family's bloodline.

For these descendants of the Ling family, she was like a god, and was their amulet, not relatives.

With a long sigh, she stood up and walked towards the Feng family not far away.

Before she could get close, she saw Hao Qingyou and Feng Chenglin sitting in embrace each other.

Ling Luoyu instantly realized that he was a big light bulb now.

Fatty Feng and Hao Qing reunite after a long separation, and it must be a small separation that is better than a newlywed.

Her appearance at this time was a terrible phenomenon.

Just as I was about to turn around, my feet slipped, I kicked over a small stone, and rolled down the mountain.

Feng Chenglin and Hao Qingyou were immediately startled.

"Three Young Master..."

Ling Luoyu turned around awkwardly: "That, I..."

Her words froze abruptly, and her eyes looked at Hao Qingyou with charming eyes.

"What's wrong?!"

Hao Qingyou's eyes were red, obviously she had just cried.

She didn't say it, but she couldn't stop her tears from talking about it.

"fine……"

The tears dripped, but she didn't wipe them, and even swallowed and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

"You guys sit down, I'll make tea for you..."

She flew down the valley and walked into the door.

Feng Chenglin's expression was also a little weird, and he stood embarrassedly: "San Young Master...you sit..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes were dark and he walked slowly: "Fatty, what's wrong with you? Are you quarreling?"

"No...no..."

"Why did Qingyou cry? Could it be that every time you parted for a long time, you would cry?!"

"no……"

Ling Luoyu sat down beside him: "What's going on?!"

“…It’s okay…”
Chapter completed!