Chapter 3199
Gong Laoshou is behind him, coughing!
"I'm an old man. What's your competition with me?" The old man was still reading. He was obviously very angry, but he couldn't get angry.
Miyazawa took his coat and put it on Miyazawa's body. He helped him go in.
"Mr. Gong, Mrs. Mo Shao is very sad now. She doesn't care about you! She will certainly apologize to you when she thinks about it afterwards! She has always been sensible, you know Miyazawa said.
Gong Lao listened and stared.
"You speak for her again! What's good about this girl? I don't know what's good! " Gong Lao said, although he said so, his face was not so ugly.
Which of the palace people is not a knife mouth or a bean curd heart?
Mo Yanchen and Shen Chengjing go in. Mr. Gong sits on the pear wood chair with his hands on the armrest! He raised his chin and looked up.
"Well, that! How are mo Shuai Nan and Mo Qingcheng
"Very good." Mo Yanchen responded.
Shen Cheng sat there silently, looking at him! Gong Lao was staring at by her clear eyes. He felt his nose.
"This is from yezong! You see. " Gong said. He went to one side and took down the painting on the wall. A box popped out of it!
He opened the box and took something out of it.
Shen Chengjing gets up and reaches for it.
"Did he say anything?" Shen Chengjing asked.
"No Gong Lao said, his mouth is very strict, he can't ask anything.
Shen Chengjing takes the box and looks at Gong Laoyi! He also looked at himself. When he looked into her eyes, he didn't turn his head! Stop looking at her.
"Thank you." Shen said.
Listen, Gong Lao, raise your chin higher!
"Come with me." Gong said and turned to leave. Then he thought of something and looked at Mo Yanchen: "come along, too."
Mo Yanchen and Shen Chengjing look at each other and follow him in.
The old man walked very slowly. He passed the courtyard of the palace house until there was an attic in front of him. It looked very elegant, and the style was like the attic in ancient times.
"She likes it very much." The old man murmured, as if he was recalling something.
Mo Yanchen and Shen Chengjing are silent. Gong continues to move forward and raises his feet up the steps. Somehow, he suddenly leans back. Fortunately, Mo Yanchen reaches out to help him.
Gong didn't refuse. Mo Yanchen helped him up.
"Here's the key." Gong Lao said, he handed a key to the front, the key is well preserved! It seems brand new. I can't see it at all. It's been some years.
"You'll see, too." Gong Lao said to Shen Chengjing, and he went downstairs alone.
Shen Chengjing stands in front of the door and looks at the attic. She and Mo Yanchen have been to the palace before, but they have never entered the back yard.
"It's mom's place“ Shen Chengjing asked softly. Mo Yanchen took the key and turned to look at the figure of Gong Lao leaving.
He opens the lock and pushes the door. It's spotless inside! The floors are polished.
There are guzheng, daughter red, more books! A wall like bookshelf full of rare old books about literature, politics and finance
"And a lot of photos“ Shen Chengjing said. She stepped forward and looked at it.
There are many pictures of her. When I was a child, I took them every year. Until I left C City, there was no more
Mo Yanchen approached, reached over her body and turned with her.
"I'm an old man. What's your competition with me?" The old man was still reading. He was obviously very angry, but he couldn't get angry.
Miyazawa took his coat and put it on Miyazawa's body. He helped him go in.
"Mr. Gong, Mrs. Mo Shao is very sad now. She doesn't care about you! She will certainly apologize to you when she thinks about it afterwards! She has always been sensible, you know Miyazawa said.
Gong Lao listened and stared.
"You speak for her again! What's good about this girl? I don't know what's good! " Gong Lao said, although he said so, his face was not so ugly.
Which of the palace people is not a knife mouth or a bean curd heart?
Mo Yanchen and Shen Chengjing go in. Mr. Gong sits on the pear wood chair with his hands on the armrest! He raised his chin and looked up.
"Well, that! How are mo Shuai Nan and Mo Qingcheng
"Very good." Mo Yanchen responded.
Shen Cheng sat there silently, looking at him! Gong Lao was staring at by her clear eyes. He felt his nose.
"This is from yezong! You see. " Gong said. He went to one side and took down the painting on the wall. A box popped out of it!
He opened the box and took something out of it.
Shen Chengjing gets up and reaches for it.
"Did he say anything?" Shen Chengjing asked.
"No Gong Lao said, his mouth is very strict, he can't ask anything.
Shen Chengjing takes the box and looks at Gong Laoyi! He also looked at himself. When he looked into her eyes, he didn't turn his head! Stop looking at her.
"Thank you." Shen said.
Listen, Gong Lao, raise your chin higher!
"Come with me." Gong said and turned to leave. Then he thought of something and looked at Mo Yanchen: "come along, too."
Mo Yanchen and Shen Chengjing look at each other and follow him in.
The old man walked very slowly. He passed the courtyard of the palace house until there was an attic in front of him. It looked very elegant, and the style was like the attic in ancient times.
"She likes it very much." The old man murmured, as if he was recalling something.
Mo Yanchen and Shen Chengjing are silent. Gong continues to move forward and raises his feet up the steps. Somehow, he suddenly leans back. Fortunately, Mo Yanchen reaches out to help him.
Gong didn't refuse. Mo Yanchen helped him up.
"Here's the key." Gong Lao said, he handed a key to the front, the key is well preserved! It seems brand new. I can't see it at all. It's been some years.
"You'll see, too." Gong Lao said to Shen Chengjing, and he went downstairs alone.
Shen Chengjing stands in front of the door and looks at the attic. She and Mo Yanchen have been to the palace before, but they have never entered the back yard.
"It's mom's place“ Shen Chengjing asked softly. Mo Yanchen took the key and turned to look at the figure of Gong Lao leaving.
He opens the lock and pushes the door. It's spotless inside! The floors are polished.
There are guzheng, daughter red, more books! A wall like bookshelf full of rare old books about literature, politics and finance
"And a lot of photos“ Shen Chengjing said. She stepped forward and looked at it.
There are many pictures of her. When I was a child, I took them every year. Until I left C City, there was no more
Mo Yanchen approached, reached over her body and turned with her.