I listened to my sister's words today.

Yun Yiruo was led by the two old men and took a long walk around the spacious mansion.

The light shines through the carved window lattices onto the floor, casting a soft glow at the end of the corridor.

Every room in the mansion, no matter how big or small, has been carefully decorated, as if looking forward to welcoming a bustling day one day.

"Wow, this place is so big!" Yun Yiruo couldn't help but exclaim, stepping briskly on the wooden floor that was full of traces of time, her voice filled with curiosity.

"Every room is decorated! Why do you need so many rooms?"

"Will there be many people coming to stay here?"

Hearing this, the old lady sighed slightly, and a complex expression appeared in her eyes, as if she was feeling emotional and helpless.

“Before, this place was full of people.”

The voice was a little deep.

"All the collateral and branch branches live here."

"But with more people, there are more problems. It's noisy all the time, and it doesn't feel like home anymore."

The old man took over the conversation, and seemed to recall some unbearable past, with some fatigue in his eyes.

"Then something happened, the funding chain was cut off, and everyone dispersed. Some ran away, some fled, and no one was willing to look back."

Yun Yiru was stunned when she heard this.

I couldn't help but ask, "So there are so many empty rooms, and you two are the only ones living here. Aren't you scared?"

The old lady smiled, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes spread out like waves. She squatted down and reached out to touch Yun Yiru's head.

"What are you afraid of? When you get older, you don't have that much to be afraid of."

"Besides, no one will live in these rooms anymore."

"You can live anywhere you want."

"Hey?" Yun Yiruo raised her face, eyes wide open, with a bit of doubt.

"Then why don't you find some people to live in?"

Upon hearing this, the old man also bent down, with a hint of anticipation and teasing in his tone.

"Then are you willing to stay and keep us two old bones company?"

Yun Yiruo blinked, then shook her head with a smile, "But I can't stay here for long."

"But I will come to see you often!"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly heard the doorbell ring, like a signal breaking the silence.

"OK OK."

The old lady stood up quickly.

"Go to bed now. I'll go see who's here."

"Don't we have to watch the flag-raising ceremony tomorrow? If we don't go to bed early now, we won't be able to get up tomorrow!"

Yun Yiru nodded, said "OK", turned around and ran into her room.

She pushed the door open and scanned the layout of the room.

The bed in the room was tidy, and there was a pot of blooming flowers by the window, emitting a faint fragrance. Although it was unfamiliar, it was reassuring.

I dived into the soft quilt and said, "Good night, uncle and grandma!"

The old lady stood at the door, her mouth half open, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just sighed.

The old man pulled her

"Forget it, the child might not like sleeping with a stranger."

The old woman returned to the bedroom, while the old man put on his coat and walked to the first floor door with steady but slightly hurried steps.

The night breeze was cool. I reached out and pushed open the door, and a familiar breath hit me in the face.

Standing outside the door was Lin Xiang, whom I hadn't seen for a long time. Under the dim streetlight, he was breathing slightly, his face unable to conceal his excitement.

"Oh! Old Lin!"

The old man's eyes lit up and a smile suddenly spread across his face. "Come in and sit down. You're here so late. Is there something urgent?"

While greeting, he picked up a chair from the side and placed it at the door.

Lin Xiang walked in quickly, brushed off the dust on his shoulders, his excitement evident in his eyes.

"Lao Yun, this really surprised me! I thought I was just being overly suspicious, but I didn't expect... it was really you!"

"What do you mean?"

The old man smiled with doubt in his eyes. He moved aside to let Lin Xiang sit down and handed him a cup of freshly brewed tea.

Lin Xiang took the teacup, took a sip, and his tone suddenly became serious.

"I just heard some news and I feel like something's not right."

"After checking, it turns out that it's related to you!" He said, explaining the whole story in detail.

After hearing this, the old man's face suddenly darkened.

"These people are so bold! They dare to do anything now. It's completely lawless!"

Lin Xiang shook his head and sighed.

"They've hit a wall today, but the root of this matter is still unknown, so I'm afraid it will take some time to figure it out."

The old man's brows tightened, and a trace of worry appeared in his eyes. "What about the child? Has he been rescued?"

"Just received the news, they've been rescued."

Lin Xiang nodded, his tone slightly relaxed, but there was still some unresolved worry in his expression.

After hearing this, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is the bag that Mr. Jiang sent."

Old Master Yun took the bag and paused slightly, but he could guess what was inside.

"Lao Yun, are you back early?"

"I guess it has something to do with Mr. Jiang?"

The old man pondered for a moment, nodded, and there was a hint of emotion in his tone.

"Yes, after being lost for so many years, I finally found it. I didn't expect that this child has such a deep relationship with Mr. Jiang."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiang opened his eyes wide, his face full of surprise.

"So, the documents that President Jiang mentioned at Old He's house today, could it be..."

The old man smiled slightly and nodded gently.

"That's a deep relationship our family never expected!"

Lin Xiang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh and stood up excitedly.

"Oh, this is a double blessing! But..." He paused and frowned slightly.

"This relationship...isn't that kind of relationship?"

Hearing this, the old man waved his hands, looking helpless.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. It's so late, why don't you stay overnight?"

"No, no, no."

Lin Xiang waved his hand, his tone full of apology.

"I still have a lot of things to deal with, so I won't disturb your reunion."

As he said this, he turned to leave, but before leaving, he looked at the old man deeply and said meaningfully.

"Old Yun, it's really good to have this relationship. I'll definitely need the Yun family's help in making connections in the future."

"But if you want to refuse, no matter which party you are, you have to be more careful."

After Lao Lin left, the old man sighed and went upstairs slowly.

"As soon as I opened the door, I saw my granddaughter sleeping soundly, with many old photos scattered beside the bed.

The old lady quickly made a gesture to keep quiet, tiptoed to cover the sleeping Yun Yiru with a quilt, and then took her husband and walked out quietly.

Didn’t you say you wanted to sleep alone?

Just now when I went to deliver the pillow, I saw him rolling around and couldn't fall asleep for a long time."

"I called him over to chat for a while, and ended up digging out all the old photos. I played with him for a while and then fell asleep."

Let’s go sleep in another room. The old man picked up the bag in his hand again and walked to another room.