Chapter 1945

"I just tasted tea with my grandfather, so I know something about it..." Zhuo Yihang replied modestly with a faint smile.

"Well, it seems that your grandfather and I are kindred friends. Don't you know your grandfather is still alive?" Xia Fu also took a sip of the tea cup and asked casually.

On the seventh day of the summer, when he heard his father's question, he also kept a close eye on Zhuo Yihang's reaction. He said calmly, "I'm sorry, my grandfather passed away very early..."

"What about your grandmother?" Without waiting for Xia's father to open his mouth, he asked on the seventh day of the summer.

According to the generation algorithm, Zhuo Yihang's grandfather and grandmother should be the same generation as his mother's own parents, or his grandfather and grandmother are her grandparents!

"Grandma is old and her mind is not clear from time to time. She asked someone to look after her..." Zhuo Yihang replied with a smile.

"You call my wife, little aunt, your grandparents, aren't they my daughter's grandparents?" Xia's father asked thoughtfully, which is exactly what he wanted to ask in the seventh day of Xia Dynasty.

Zhuo Yihang was stunned, shook his head and said with a smile: "although I call Xiao Qi's mother a little aunt, in fact, we are not immediate relatives. My grandparents are not the biological parents of my little aunt..."

"So it is!" Xia Fu nodded clearly, put down the cup in his hand, and said in a light tone: "I have never heard my wife mention her family. When she was robbed, she was too young to remember. You might as well tell me more about your family!"

Zhuo Yihang picked up some family unimportant things and chatted with Xia Fu. During this period, Xia Fu occasionally asked a few questions, but Zhuo Yihang didn't avoid them, and all of them answered them seriously.

On the seventh day of the summer, he listened carefully until his father was tired. When it was time to go back to his room for lunch break, Zhuo Yihang got up and left.

"Thank you for chatting with you just now. I have benefited a lot and have a good understanding of my little aunt's life details..."

Zhuo Yihang shook hands with Xia Fu with a smile, and said sincerely: "we thought that the little aunt left very early. Now we know that the little aunt grew up and married her father. She is still so affectionate to her. I'm surprised to come back this time."

Xia Fu smiles faintly, and his tone is much more gentle than before. He seems to regard Zhuo Yihang as a real junior in his family: "Yihang, come to my old house more often when you have time, and chat with me to play chess..."

"I will!" Zhuo Yihang responded.

"Well, Xiao Qi, Feng Xun, you go to see him off!" Xia Fu waved his hand and said with a smile to the seventh and Feng Xun.

At the beginning of summer seven and Feng Xun nodded and answered. They accompanied Zhuo Yihang out of the main house and walked all the way to the gate of the old house. Zhuo Yihang stopped and said with a smile, "OK, you can send it here. Today, I really thank you for bringing me to the old house of Xia family and meeting my aunt..."

"You're welcome. You can come to the cemetery here to worship my mother. It's a matter of heart..." the seventh day of the summer shook his head and replied with a smile, "and I can see that you can talk with my father very well. You might as well come here more when you have time!"

"Of course, when I go back to my life this time, I will come to walk with you more when I have time!" Zhuo Yihang nods and smiles. Before leaving, he shakes hands with Feng Xun and politely says goodbye.

When it was his turn to say goodbye to Xiachu seven, Zhuo Yihang opened his hands directly, hugged Xiachu seven for a while, patted her on the back and said in a low voice: "Xiaoqi, I came back here to worship my little aunt. I got a sister unexpectedly. I'm really happy..."

Early summer seven Leng Leng, had no time to answer, he had released early summer seven, waved to two people, walked away with a smile, directly into his car.

Seeing the car gradually go away, he took back his sight on the seventh day of the summer. He shook his head to Feng Xun and sighed in a low voice: "this Zhuo Yihang seems to be really likable..."

"You like him very much?" Feng Xun picks an eyebrow and asks thoughtfully.

In the seventh day of the summer, he felt the tip of his nose awkwardly and looked at Shang Fengxun discontentedly. Knowing that he had knocked over the vinegar jar again, he chuckled, shook his head and said, "I mean, he is very pleasing to my father. Where do you want to go?"

"Yes, but I saw him hug you and say goodbye just now, and you didn't refuse..." Feng Xun frowned slightly and said in a quiet tone.

"I haven't held him for long, and isn't he my nominal relative?" The seventh day of summer shakes his head in a funny way. Unexpectedly, just a simple hug can make him full of vinegar!

"You also said, just in name..." Feng Xun's eyes narrowed slightly and said in a low voice: "his real identity and his purpose have not been found out yet..."

On the seventh day of the summer, when he said this, he was stunned and asked hesitantly, "do you still doubt him? I don't think he may be the Zhuo family. He came to recognize us on purpose? "

It's not surprising that Feng Xun suspects this Zhuo Yihang. After all, the timing of his appearance is too coincidental. However, if this Zhuo Yihang only pretends to be Zhuo's family members, how can he know his mother's family name so coincidentally?

Unless he has something to do with the rose cross, but when he talked with his father just now, he didn't even mention anything about the rose cross, nor did he try to find out about it!

"Feng Xun, didn't his father test him just now? He didn't seem to know what happened to his mother later..." the seventh day of the summer turned his head and said with a puzzled face: "of course, maybe he didn't know, but if he didn't know anything, how could he find it so accurately?"

She said this, pausing, adding in a low voice, "unless he..."

"Except for what?"

"Unless he's an Oscar winner!" Early summer seven spit out tongue, cunningly smile way.

Feng Xun was amused by her words, but he didn't care about the taste. He gently pinched her palm and said in a funny way: "little fool, some people disguise very well, but they won't be Oscar winners!"

"It's the same thing..." at the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven and wanted to say something. Feng Xun had already put her in his arms, rubbed her hair and said in a low voice, "OK, let's talk about it in the first room!"

Before he could answer on the seventh day of the summer, Feng Xun said, "after going back to the house, take a bath first..."

"Why take a bath at this time?" The seventh day of the summer asked in bewilderment.

"He's holding you. He's going to disinfect you!" Feng Xun's reply is serious.

In the seventh day of the summer, he pushed his chest, glared at him and said, "yes, if I was hugged by him, there would be poison. Then why do you hold me so tightly?"