Qin Yi widened his eyes, filled with anger.

In that posture, the old man really wanted to kill this guy with one blow.

He grabbed the cane with heartache: This is not my great-grandson.

This is not how my great-grandson is.

Qin Zheng and Mrs. Qin looked at each other, and a helpless look appeared in their eyes.

After the couple looked at each other, Qin Zheng quickly held the old man before Qin Yi started, "Second Grandpa, don't be angry with the children, it's not worth it or not."

Qin Zheng handed Qin Yi to the heart and helped the old man walk out of the ancestral hall, "Just let Die'er tell the child about this, don't be angry, don't be angry."

"mom."

Qin Zongru's eyebrows were as calm as snow. He met Mrs. Qin's eyes that were reluctant to speak but stopped, "Is Cheng's family here?"

"The people from the headquarters of the M-country Supernatural Persons are here, and they are with Cheng's family."

Mrs. Qin nodded slightly, "Cheng Qian led someone and came in person."

"Okay, we'll go right away."

"Xiao Zong, you..." Mrs. Qin lowered her eyebrows and her beautiful eyes fell on the face of the young man who was still asleep. After all, she couldn't speak. She turned her head and took out a small wooden box from her handbag.

The box is very small, but it is made of high-quality rosewood.

The wooden box is surrounded by a layer of translucent red yarn. The material is a bit like plastic, but the feel is softer than plastic.

"You should keep this kind of thing first."

Mrs. Qin's tone was very light, "This matter was taken down by your great-great-grandfather from Changbai Mountain during the Republic of China. She has been kept in Qi's house for so many years, and you took it, it may be useful."

"good."

When Mrs. Qin's eyes touched her son's eyes, her eyes couldn't help but feel sore.

Since Qilinzi has already mentioned the time, I am afraid they will stay here for a short time...

"Mom, is there anything else?"

Mrs. Qin raised her head slightly to put away the tears in her eyes, and her words trembled slightly, "No, it's okay."

"You guys have to wash up and go to the front hall."

Qin Zong stared at his mother's appearance when he left, and frowned slightly.

“Um…”

At this time, Yan Tao opened his eyes in a daze, and the boy stretched his waist in the man's arms, interrupting Qin Zong's thoughts.

The boy's peach blossom eyes were covered with a light mist, and he was still a little hazy and sleepy in his eyes. She unconsciously hugged Qin Zong and rubbed him lazily, with a nasal voice, "When did you wake up?"

"So early?"

"It's already nine o'clock, lazy cat."

Qin Zong grabbed the boy's nose with his fingers and helped her sit up, "Get up, there are still people waiting for us in the hall."

After curling on the hard bed all night, Qin Zong's military uniform was wrinkled and he turned outside to change his clothes. When he came back, he brought one to Yan Tao.

*

Qin's house, hall.

The atmosphere in the hall was quiet and tense.

There were three people sitting in the guest seat.

On the far left is an old man in his sixties, with black hair and extremely sharp eyes, and his eyes are often shining, looking shrewd.

And on the right were two blonde foreigners.

They were all wearing black uniforms, with a burning flame on their chests.

Above the brilliant red flame are two crossed daggers.

"How long has Qin Zheng asked us to wait here? What does it mean if we can't come for such a long time?"

Cheng Qian's eyes were as cold as lightning, "Or did he do it on purpose?"

"Minister Cheng was joking."
Chapter completed!