On the plane, He Xiangdong took a plane to Beijing overnight, and he was in first class, and there were no seats in business class and economy class.

Usually, He Xiangdong usually travels in economy class. If he occasionally encounters someone who is reimbursed, he will at most require business class.

Because He Xiangdong felt that it was unnecessary to take the first class cabin, just go for a simple trip.

But the situation was urgent tonight, and he didn't care much about it.

After getting on the plane, Wu Jiabao was both excited and worried. He had not left his parents so far, and he was a little scared.

But when he thought of himself so far away from his parents, he suddenly became excited and felt that he was about to become a little man.

He Xiangdong's brows were always locked tightly. He received a call from Tian Jiani in front of him. Tian Jiani only said one sentence and he collapsed.

He Xiangdong has been rushing to the road since he received the call, running all the way from the hotel to the airport, from the airport to the plane, and now he has boarded the plane, so he can rest a little.

It was night, and He Xiangdong looked out through the window. It was night now, and it was pitch black outside, but when he looked down, he could occasionally see the brightly lit city.

But I couldn't see the specific appearance of the city, I could only see a piece of lights, and I vaguely knew that this should be a city, a bustling and noisy city.

He Xiangdong looked outside, dazed intently. Although he was looking out the window, his eyes were not there. His thoughts had long been floating where they were, and his eyes were also very distracted.

He Xiangdong's brows were tightly locked and his expression was sad. He missed the scene when he met Wang Miwei back then.

At that time, Wang Miwei was recommended by Wu Xiao and decided to try He Xiangdong's teaching skills, so he used the complete nine-head case to lure him, and He Xiangdong was indeed trapped.

In the teahouse in Xi'an, He Xiangdong and Fu Sheng were shocked. He Xiangdong finally tied Fu Sheng, won the favor of Wang Miwei, and obtained the inheritance of the full Jiutou Case.

When He Xiangdong took a taxi to leave the teahouse, he looked back through the back glass of the car and saw an old man with a spirit of Qu Shuo and a white beard. This was Wang Miwei, and this was their first meeting.

Later, Wang Miwei went directly to Beijing to find him. At that time, He Xiangdong realized that what he was looking for was not only the descendant of the Quanben Jiutou Case, but the descendant of their branch.

It was only at this time that He Xiangdong learned about the origin and strange rules of Wang Miwei's branch. Wang Miwei really wanted He Xiangdong to worship him as his teacher, and he didn't even mind being a double streak.

Unfortunately, He Xiangdong's feelings for Fang Wenqi were so special. He didn't want to worship any of the crosstalk masters anymore, so he refused Wang Miwei.

Wang Miwei had no choice but to pass on all his skills to He Xiangdong, hoping that he could find him a disciple in the future so that their branch could be passed on smoothly.

Although He Xiangdong has never called Wang Miwei a master in recent years, he has always treated Wang Miwei like a master. Even his son Xiao He called Wang Miwei grandfather.

Wang Miwei has never been married and has no children. He Xiangdong wants to provide care for Wang Miwei for his death. So when he learned the news, He Xiangdong felt the same as losing his close relatives.

He Xiangdong closed his eyes, his face was solemn, his eyebrows were locked tightly. The pictures in front of him passed by, laughing, and scolding, and the past returned to his eyes one after another.

Wang Miwei is a cute bad old man.

He has done too many things that have not been spared for so many years.

He even did the things that made Xiao He take him as his teacher and then called him brothers to He Xiangdong.

I also made a bet with Zhang Kuoru, saying that whoever loses will learn to bark.

Even Tian Jiani's parents disagreed with their marriage back then, and it was solved by Wang Miwei's secret tricks.

This old man is so bad.

The bad ones are so cute.

But today, this bad old man is going to go.

He Xiangdong felt sad.

When I arrived in Beijing, it was already past 11 o'clock in the evening, and Xiang Wenshe had already sent a car to pick it up.

In the car, He Xiangdong hugged Wu Jiabao and said in a deep voice: "Xiaobao, we are going to see an old man later. The old man may be about to die today. Can you help the old man fulfill a small wish?"

Wu Jiabao nodded and said obediently: "Okay."

He Xiangdong asked, "I'll let you take the grandpa as your teacher later. Are you optimistic?"

Wu Jiabao was stunned, and He Xiangdong also looked at the child nervously.

Wu Jiabao frowned, and he was entangled for a while, then looked at He Xiangdong, feeling a little aggrieved, but he still nodded: "Okay."

He Xiangdong touched the child's head with heartache, and he sighed: "This old man is my teacher. He taught me a lot, but he has never accepted a disciple. I cannot take him as his teacher for some reason. Now he is going, and I want to fulfill his last wish, so I want you to worship him as his teacher. The old man has a very extraordinary origin, a high seniority and a high ability. It is your honor to have him as your master."

Wu Jiabao lowered his head and asked weakly: "Then I can't take you as my teacher, right?"

He Xiangdong shook his head and sighed again: "Although the old man has always been a storyteller, he is actually a crosstalk disciple. If you worship him, the door is in the crosstalk. I also have a door in the storyteller. You can worship me as the storyteller master, and you are also the descendant of our Zhang family storyteller."

"Yes." Wu Jiabao nodded vigorously, his expression relaxed a lot.

He Xiangdong sighed again.

The car drove straight to the hospital. When He Xiangdong got out of the car, he followed them into the hospital.

There were many people standing at the door of the ward, including Tian Jiani, Xiao He, Zhang Kuoru and others.

"Dad, Grandpa Wang can't do it." Xiao He's tears were swaying, his eyes were red and swollen, obviously he had just cried before.

Just this sentence almost made He Xiangdong cry.

He Xiangdong hugged Xiao He in his arms, touched his head, and sighed again.

Tian Jiani also looked at He Xiangdong and shook her head slightly.

Zhang Kuoru's face has grown a lot older, and he is leaning on a crutch and hunched. Wang Miwei has lived with Zhang Kuoru for so many years since he came to Beijing. Although the two old men often bickered, their relationship is very good.

Unfortunately, now...

Zhang Kuoru's voice trembled, and he said to He Xiangdong: "Xiao Dongzi, go in and take a look. He has been waiting for you to come back, and he has been breathing like this."

He Xiangdong's eyes turned red in an instant. He nodded vigorously, grabbed Wu Jiabao's hand, and walked into the ward.

With just a few short steps, He Xiangdong felt that his legs and feet were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and his breathing became heavier.

He Xiangdong was panicked and timid, and he almost trembled his hands to unscrew the door.
Chapter completed!