Chapter 1125： The white-haired man gives the black-haired man

Aunt Li couldn't help nagging, "The old marshal's age is right there. He is not young anymore. How can he stand without eating or drinking? How can this body stand it?"

Qi Anran heard Aunt Li say this, struggling to get up.

It's just that she has been sitting for a long time, her legs have long been numb, and she almost fell back to her original position.

Seeing this, Aunt Li hurriedly put down the food she was holding, and reached out to help Qi Anran: "Madam, you can slow down, is this going to sit on the bed? Let me help you."

Seeing Qi Anran got up, Aunt Li thought she had listened to her advice and was finally willing to get up to eat, but she didn't want Qi Anran to settle down and said, "I'll go see him."

"He? Are you talking about the old marshal?" Aunt Li was taken aback for a moment. "It's okay to go, but at any rate, let's eat something first."

Qi Anran shook his head with a stubborn expression.

Aunt Li couldn't help her, so she sighed, didn't force her, and helped her walk to the study room.

"Send me here. Go down and prepare something easy to digest. I'll take Grandpa down to eat later."

Aunt Li was overjoyed when she heard this, and nodded hurriedly, "Okay, I'm going now."

As soon as Aunt Li left, Qi Anran pursed her lips, and stretched out her hand to push open the study door.

There was only a light yellow lamp in the study, which was not very bright.

If the drenched light is placed in normal times, it can make people feel warm, but at this time, it can only make people feel cold and depressed.

Elder Huo was sitting in a chair behind the desk, holding a small photo frame in his hand. The photo in the frame was a family portrait of the Huo family a long time ago. In it, not only Huo Yizhen, but also Huo Yizhen's parents.

Qi Anran walked slowly in front of Old Man Huo, and saw several people in the photo, with slightly sour noses, leaning over to Old Man Huo's legs, holding his hand and whispering: "Grandpa..."

When Elder Huo heard her call, he finally lowered his head and glanced at her. With this look, Qi Anran almost cried.

The person in front of him seemed to be a teenager in just two days. When many people had begun to take care of their lives, he had sent away his sons, daughter-in-laws, and even grandchildren again and again.

The saddest thing in this world is that a white-haired person sends a black-haired person away, and he has encountered such a thing twice.

Elder Huo looked at Qi Anran's eyes as gentle as before, but his voice was very hoarse: "Why are you here?"

"I heard Aunt Li say that you will not eat or drink for these two days. I'm afraid you can't stand it, so just come and have a look." Qi Anran said with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Grandpa, you can eat as much as you like. It’s hard for the body to stand it this way. Azhen... Azhen wouldn’t be happy if he knew about it."

When Mr. Huo heard Qi Anran's words, his eyes became moist again, but he suddenly seemed to think of something. The expression on his face changed for a moment, and his tone of voice became much heavier than usual: "It's just right that you are here. I just happen to have something to tell you."

Qi Anran was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter?"

Elder Huo took a deep look at Qi Anran, then suddenly raised his hand and pulled out a paper bag from the desk beside him, and handed it to Qi Anran.

Qi Anran took a look at Mr. Huo after receiving the file bag, but saw that Mr. Huo's face was gloomy, and there was a slight anger between his eyebrows.

Qi Anran's heart trembled, and hurriedly opened the file bag and pulled out the contents inside, but his face suddenly changed after seeing the words on the file.