Chapter 1105: Shu Family (9)
Gu Qingheng originally didn’t want to visit the Shu Family so soon, but now he had already arrived at their doorstep, and he truly missed his uncle and grandfather, so he went anyway.
Shu Xing, the old master of the Shu Family, was over sixty, with two sons born earlier and then a daughter, Shu Manzhi, whom he cherished as if she were a treasure. Especially after his wife passed away, that daughter became his intimate little cotton-padded jacket. Who would have known that she would marry a non-human and then tragically end up sending a white-haired person to usher off a black-haired one?
"Grandfather," Gu Qingheng, upon seeing the old man, could no longer maintain his composure and knelt down on the ground.
"Good child..." Shu Xing came over and hugged Gu Qingheng, both crying like children, "I thought I would never see you again..." The old man, once a wise Imperial Teacher and advisor to the empire, was now just an ordinary old man, crying tears of joy.
Shu Tongzhi and Shu Jingzhi found it hard to intervene, as they had shed tears themselves. Besides, after holding back for three years, a release was needed, so they let the grandfather and grandson cry their hearts out before helping them back up.
"Your mother, she’s been strong-willed and decisive since she was little," Shu Xing sighed, leaning back into his chair with Gu Qingheng’s support, "When she decided to marry Gu Sheng, she wouldn’t say if things weren’t going well because it was her choice. Later, when things became unbearable, she resolutely left a separation letter... She always had her own way of doing things..."
Gu Qingheng simply listened; although he had heard these words many times before, he never found them tiresome.
"When you had your accident back then, I thought if I were to pass away and go below, your mother would definitely blame me. Fortunately, you recovered, and even if I die now, I can do so with peace of mind..."
"Dad, what are you saying?" rushed Shu Tongzhi to stop him, "Now Qingheng is back, things will get better..."
"Yes, Grandfather, you haven’t even met your granddaughter-in-law yet. Why talk about death?" Gu Qingheng nodded along, "Your granddaughter-in-law can cook many delicious dishes. You don’t know, Dao Xuzi, the old man, stayed at our house just because he couldn’t resist her cooking and wouldn’t leave..."