The years flow without revealing one's innermost thoughts

  Mu Chenying and Qin Xiao got off the plane, and Mu's driver was already waiting at the airport.

  The traffic jam was terrible on weekends, and it took half a day to move just a few steps.

  Wen Yun called Mu Chenxun and asked where he was, then told him that his grandfather had arrived.

  Mu Chenhui thought the car wouldn't be able to move for a while, and couldn't let the elderly wait.

  Qin Xiao slept almost all the way on the plane, so all the sleepiness was gone. At this boring moment of traffic jam, she became spirited instead. So she took out a book from her bag to kill time.

  Mu Chenhui took a glance at the cover, "Like his book?"

  "Hmm." Qin Xiao gently turned the pages of the book, "Back in the day when I was at A University, I had to think of ways just to attend his lectures. The place was packed, three layers inside and three layers outside, there wasn't even room to stand. This is a collection of speeches by a master of national studies, do you want to take a look?" Then he handed the book over to Mu Chenhui.

  Mu Chenhui didn't take it and pushed it back to her, "No, I've seen it a long time ago. I can let you see the real him."

  "Really?" Qin Xiao became interested, "Do you know him?"

  "My maternal grandfather."

  Qin Xiao listened and thought for a moment, Ah? His mother-in-law's name is Wen Yun, from a scholarly family, while Professor Wen... Oh, I see!

  "And soon you will see him in person."

  Mu Chenhui's words made Qin Xiao even more indigestible and also extremely excited.

  When she was a child, her father Qin always asked her and Qin Huaiyi to read more classic Chinese studies. From an early age, she had read all the classics such as "Di Zi Gui", "San Zi Jing" and "Tang Poetry and Song Ci". Her father advocated for the Doctrine of the Mean, and during her middle school years, she also read a large number of Confucian works. She also read a lot of ancient Chinese literature. When studying classical Chinese in high school, she didn't find it boring, and her knowledge of literary classics was abundant, making it easy to learn. This advantage also helped her greatly in the science class.

  "Huh?"

  Mu Chenhui told her that Grandfather Mu was waiting for them at the Mu's house, mainly to see her.

  Qin Xiao hurriedly urged the driver to drive faster as soon as she heard this. Anyway, it wasn't very congested, and she was eager to see Mr. Wen Lao.

  " Safety first. No need to rush." Mu Chenhui instructed the driver.

  Half an hour later, I finally arrived home after all the trouble.

  Qin Xiao was in a very happy state all the way, and this section was indeed good news after another. Mingming was very excited inside, but still had to hold back, putting on a dignified appearance, after all, they were about to meet a top-notch figure.

  Entering Mu's residence, I found that everyone was not in the main hall. After asking the servant, it turned out that everyone was doing their own thing separately.

  Mr. Mu and Mr. Wen are in the study.

  "Hey, time flies, Chenyuan already has kids. Old Wen, these days I've been thinking about this sentence 'In the courtyard there is a pomegranate tree, which my late wife planted with her own hands in the year she died; now it is like a pavilion.' My old partner, left early, following me, hey."

  Mr. Mu sat in his wheelchair and said faintly.

  As people grow old, they often look back with more regret than nostalgia.

  From his room window, he could see the swing set perfectly. Sometimes, he would stare at it for an entire afternoon. It was as if his wife was sitting on it, basking in the warm sunlight.

  "Stop daydreaming, we're all at this age now, every day is a struggle."

  Wen Yun's mother passed away from cancer two years ago. At that time, Old Wen hid in his room every day and refused to see anyone, burying himself in writing. The elegy he drafted was full of pearls, all of which were lamentations for his deceased wife.

  Mr. Mu looked at his in-laws like that, feeling the same way, and he was like that back then too. Even though it's inconvenient for him to move around, he still insists on going to the Wen's house every day to accompany him.

  "It's just the two of us left!" Old Man Mu sighed sincerely, "Alright, let's not talk about these sad things. Today I'm asking you to help me out with something - how should we plan this engagement ceremony?"

  Old Master Wen closed his eyes and thought for a moment, "What's the best way? It's actually quite simple. These days, young people think differently from us, let them handle it. As long as the kids are happy, that's all that matters, don't you think?"

  "Yes, yes, Old Wen is right! As long as the kids are happy, that's all that matters. We're old, why bother worrying so much?"