Chen Asan's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, and his body trembled with excitement.
At this time, Ning Qi also walked out of the sword shop and looked at the three figures. When Chen Huan left, he was only 18 or 19 years old. He had been gone for more than 30 years. Now, he was almost 50 years old, but he looked like he was in his forties. He excitedly led the woman to Chen Asan, and the servants in the silk shop thought they had arrived.
When the servants in the silk shop thought that the customers had arrived, Chen Huan knelt down with a thud. The woman also knelt in front of Chen Asan with the child in her arms.
"Hey, what's going on?"
The owners of the nearby shops all leaned out curiously to see this scene.
A few of them were born and raised in Bluestone Town. When they saw Chen Huan, there was a trace of surprise and disbelief in their eyes.
"Is that Chen Huan?"
"This brat is finally willing to come back. Is that his wife beside him? He married a wife and had children outside, but he didn't even come back to see his mother when she passed away. What an unfilial son! "
"Shut up! Don't talk nonsense about family affairs!"
"Father, I'm unfilial!"
Chen Huan kowtowed several times, his eyes red.
Those who didn't know Chen Huan's background knew that this guy was Chen Huan, the only son that Chen Asan had been longing for all day!
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."
Chen Asan reached out with a trembling hand and touched Chen Huan's head. "Don't kneel, get up."
He had said to Ning Qi that if Chen Huan came back, he would break one of his legs first. He had said this a thousand times, but when Chen Huan really came back today, Chen Asan didn't feel angry at all. Instead, his face was full of relief.
Chen Huan looked at Chen Asan's old face and finally couldn't hold back her tears. The woman's eyes were also red, but the child in her arms didn't know why his father was crying and looked puzzled.
"Father, this is my wife. Xiaoqing, greet Father."
Chen Huan wiped away her tears and said to the woman.
"Father."
The woman hurriedly bowed.
"Your wife? Good, good … "
Chen Asan might be old and didn't realize it at first. After Chen Huan introduced him, he suddenly understood and couldn't hide his joy.
"Dad, is this grandfather?"
The baby said in a childish voice.
"Yes, call him grandpa."
Chen Huan nodded.
"Hello, Grandpa. My name is Chen Xi."
The little doll said.
"Chen Xi? Good, good. " Chen Asan was very excited. He felt that he had not waited in vain all these years. Not only did Chen Huan come back safe and sound, but she also brought him a daughter-in-law and a little grandson. Chen Asan was much more energetic than usual. He even walked with vigor. He didn't even need his walking stick. He held Chen Huan's hand.
He walked into the shop.
"Old Chen is really lucky this time. All of a sudden, all of his sons and grandsons are here. I thought there was no one to inherit his silk shop."
The nearby bosses couldn't help but sigh.
That night, Chen Asan sent someone to invite Ning Qi over.
At the table, Chen Xi was looking curiously at Ning Qi. His eyes reminded Chen Huan of the past. Chen Huan's wife, Xiaoqing, was also at the table this time. According to Chen Asan's temper in the past, when there were guests, women would never sit at the table.
"Uncle Qi, thank you for taking care of my father all these years. I heard from my father that when my mother passed away, you were the one who helped arrange her funeral. Xiaohuan was unfilial …"
Chen Huan looked at Ning Qi with tears in his eyes. His current aura was much stronger than that of his uncle, Yan Zhengfeng. He had already reached the tenth stage of Qi Refinement, the same level as Zhang Chaozhong. In the Fire Stream Dynasty, he would probably be ranked among the top four experts. In a short span of 30 years, he had cultivated to this level.
During this period, Chen Huan must have had some fortuitous encounters.
"It's good that you're back."
Ning Qi smiled faintly and raised his cup to toast Chen Huan.
"Grandpa Ning, I heard from Daddy that you have a lot of swords. Can I go take a look tomorrow morning?"
After three rounds of wine, Chen Xi asked in a childish voice.
"Sure. Your father used to like to come to my place too."
Ning Qi nodded with a smile.
Only then did Chen Xi look at Chen Huan. Seeing Chen Huan nod, he smiled happily.
Chen Asan looked at Chen Xi kindly and drank with Ning Qi from time to time. Seeing that he was getting on in years, Chen Huan tried to persuade him to drink less but was rebutted by Chen Asan.
"Your father is happy today. What's wrong with drinking a few cups?"
Chen Asan said with wide eyes.
Chen Huan felt helpless.
Chen Asan drank a lot, but his eyes were still clear, much clearer than they had been in the past few years. At the table, he talked about the changes that had taken place in Bluestone Town during Chen Huan's absence. He also talked about Bei Xiao and Bei Meng, who had helped Ning Qi in his shop.
"Xiaoqi, don't worry. Those two kids will definitely come back."
Chen Asan said to Ning Qi.
Ning Qi smiled. "Big Brother Chen is right. They will definitely come back."
"Xiaohuan, since you're back and have a wife and children, why don't you take over this silk shop?"
Chen Asan suddenly looked at Chen Huan and said with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
Hearing that, Chen Huan nodded heavily. "Father, I won't be leaving this time. I'll take care of the silk shop from now on. You can enjoy your life."
"Alright!"
Chen Asan smiled and said, "I'll enjoy my life from now on, haha!"
This meal went on for a very, very long time. Chen Asan could not bear to end it until it was too late. Chen Xi had already fallen asleep in Xiaoqing's arms. Seeing this, Chen Asan finally ended the meal.
When Ning Qi left, Chen Asan insisted on seeing him to the door and did not let Chen Huan follow.
"Xiaoqi, you've been calling me Big Brother Chen for so many years. I've long regarded you as a younger brother. In the future, you have to take care of Chen Huan, alright?"
Chen Asan said softly as he held Ning Qi's hand.
"Big Brother Chen, Chen Huan is already an adult. Nothing will happen to her. Don't worry."
Ning Qi patted Chen Asan's hand.
"Then I can rest assured."
Chen Asan smiled and nodded.
The next day.
A white couplet was hung at the entrance of the silk shop.
Chen Asan passed away the night before. He passed away peacefully with a smile on his face.
The people of Bluestone Town said that it was a joyous funeral. After all, Chen Asan had reunited with his son, daughter-in-law, and grandson, all of whom had lived to the age of ninety. His life was complete.
Chen Huan did not cry during the funeral for Chen Asan. Chen Xi was still standing with his mother in a daze, looking at the relatives and friends who had come to mourn. Ning Qi slowly walked into the mourning hall. The other people in the mourning hall all knew Ning Qi, so they greeted him with a slightly respectful expression. After all, Ning Qi was a celebrity in Bluestone Town. He was old friends with Zhang Chaozhong, one of the former top four experts. For ordinary people, Ning Qi's identity was naturally related to them.
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