That night, An An picked up the Chinese medicine book and put it back on the bedside.

Pick it up again and put it back again.

Repeatedly, An An still couldn't calm down her messy mood.

In the end, I didn't sleep well all night.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, An An got up early.

Grandpa listened to her play "Butterfly Lovers" last night and was still filled with excitement.

An An promised him to play it again for him in the morning.

Grandpa got up at around five o'clock and practiced Tai Chi for a round. His mind was still clear during the Tai Chi practice, but now that Uncle Zhong helped him back, he was unconscious again.

"We're going to kindergarten soon, An'an, and I have to prepare breakfast for her." The old man walked straight to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Phytolacca and the breakfast chef were preparing today's breakfast together. Seeing that the old man was confused again, his mood suddenly became gloomy early in the morning, "Dad, breakfast is ready, just sit down and eat."

"Where's An An, are we An An up yet?" the old man asked.

An An stepped forward, took Grandpa Zhong's hand from Grandpa Zhong's, and supported her, "Grandpa, aren't I here?"

"An'an, you are getting married today, why don't you go change your clothes and put on makeup." The old man's memory was completely confused.

For a moment, I remember when An An was three or four years old.

After a while, An An got married again.

Shang Lu and An An, father and daughter, looked at each other, each worried.

The old man hurriedly ordered his son, "Shanglu, I asked you to go to Master Wen to get the Chinese-style phoenix crown harem, have you got it back?"

Shang Lu was confused, "What is Fengguan Xiapei?"

Uncle Zhong next to him explained to him, "The chairman asked me to make a Chinese wedding dress for An An some time ago. It should have been done. At that time, An An had not come back, but the old man kept remembering it, fearing that he I won’t be able to wait for my granddaughter to come home before I die, so I’ll prepare her wedding dress first.”

When An An couldn't stop sobbing, the old man urged Shangluca, "Hurry up and get Fengguan Xiapei back. An An is going to get married soon."

"Dad." Shang Lu stepped forward and supported the old man, "An An is not getting married today. You remembered it wrong."

The old man's eyes were dull, "Isn't it today? Did I remember it wrong? Didn't Junze tell me it was today?"

During breakfast, Phytolacca finally coaxed the old man into eating breakfast obediently.

But he was talking about something now and then something else.

"Phytolacca, the box of jewelry I put in the first box on the right side of the bedroom of the old house, many of them were left by your grandmother and your mother. Bring the box over to me. Some of the jewelry are stable and dignified, suitable for Qiao Buckwheat, leave it to Qiao Qiao."

"Some jewelry is suitable for An An, so leave it to An An."

"Qiao Qiao, An An, you two mother and daughter must keep these jewelry well."

Qiao Qiao and Shanglu looked at each other, what happened to the old man today?

Why is it a bit like explaining something?

There was a vague feeling of bad premonition.

The old man took a sip of milk and looked at Phytolacca again, "Phytolacca, I asked you to make an appointment for me with Director Zhang, have you made an appointment?"

Shang Lu was confused again: "What Director Zhang?"

Uncle Zhong next to him explained: "The old man still has some property, which Director Zhang has been taking care of."

Shanglu looked at the old man doubtfully.

This old man, hasn't all his property been given to Qiao Qiao and An An?

Why do you still have property?

The old man urged: "Shanglu, call Director Zhang over quickly, count all the cash, funds, stocks, real estate, national debt, and foreign exchange reserves that I have on hand one by one, and hand them all over to us An'an."

The old man turned his head and looked at his granddaughter sitting next to him, "By the way, An'an, didn't you stay in Europe when you were a child? Grandpa still has some industries in Europe, which your father and mother don't know about, and grandpa also left them to you."

Then, he looked at the four grandchildren present:

"In this year, I wish you peace, hope you have peace, and cherish peace. You all listen carefully. Grandpa also left you a start-up fund."

"You are boys. With this entrepreneurial fund in the future, you can set up your own business and go out on your own."

"Boys should make their own way. The money grandpa left for you is enough for you to start."

"The rest of the property in the family belongs to my sister."

"It's not easy for a girl to get married. It's impossible if you don't have some confidence."

The eldest, Nian Nian, said respectfully to his grandfather, "Grandpa, don't worry, we will all obey your arrangements. In the future, when my sister gets married, we will also protect her."

Phytolacca: "Dad, when did you still have an industry in Europe? Why didn't I know about it?"

Shang Zhongbo: "You don't need to know, it's all reserved for An'an anyway, and it's not your share."

Phytolacca: "Dad, are you awake or confused now?"

Shang Zhongbo: "Do you think I am awake or confused?"

The old man's eyes, which were cloudy just now, were full of energy now, "I had a dream last night, about Jiaru."

Deng Jiaru is the wife of Shang Zhongbo and the mother of Shang Lu.

As her name suggests, she is a beautiful woman, but beauty is a bad thing.

Thinking of his wife, Shang Zhongbo burst into tears, "I dreamed that Jiaru said that she was too lonely there and wanted me to accompany her."

"Dad, don't scare me." Qiao Qiao was really shocked.

Shang Zhongbo's reaction today was so strange. He told me one thing at a time and another at another time.

It seems that everything is explaining the aftermath.

Shanglucao's handsome face also showed a hint of gloom.

Then, he looked at Li Chaoshu who was standing at the dining table and said, "Chaoshu, cancel my trip."

"Why cancel?" Shang Zhongbo glared at his son, "I finally got the opportunity to go to Europe to meet Li Yan. Why don't you save your good brother?"

Good brothers need to be saved.

However, the old man suddenly said these words, which made Shang Lu feel vaguely uneasy.

He dare not go.

I was afraid that something might happen to the old man when he went to Europe to negotiate about Li Yan...

If he couldn't die for the old man, it would be a lifelong regret for him.

No... The old man will live a long life and nothing will happen to him.

But the old man has been really weird these days.

Shang Lu choked up a little, but pretended nothing happened, "Dad, I'll stay with you more."

The old man looked serious: "You don't think I'm going to die for telling you these things. Don't worry, I said I would wait until we get married An'an, and I won't break my promise. You go to Europe and talk to the local government Negotiate the matter of Li Yan. Li Yan has been in prison for more than a year, and it will not work if he continues like this."

Phytolacca stayed in Pengcheng for a few more days.

But Li Yan's affairs in Europe are also urgent.

The night before going to Europe, Phytolacca found Li Yu.

The two of them were sitting on the sofa in the living room of Li Yu's house. Li Yu looked at Shangluca and said, "Uncle, take me with you tomorrow. I haven't seen my dad for a long time."

Shanglu: "You can't help much by going. Besides, my uncle has left you in Pengcheng, and I have one more thing to ask of you."

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