Free Soldier King Mixed Country

With this result, the white-haired old woman finally opened her muddy eyes. No matter what, accepting things means that the contradiction between them can be solved if there is a chance.

"Hey...I'm already old. In the future, the affairs of this family will be handled by your younger generations. I just want to see the prosperity of the Jiang family before I die!"

Lao Ji Fu Chi's ambition is thousands of miles, and it is a perfect description of her. She is old but the heart is not old. She wants the Jiang family to be an unshakable existence by others.

"Grandma... you worked hard."

"It's hard to say it's hard work, it's just a tired heart. You young juniors, if you can understand my hard work, it won't be a waste of me to be busy."

Leaning on the chair, Jiang Zhen saw her grandma closed her eyes again, knowing that her words had been conveyed, and now it was time to step back.

So he backed up a few steps, turned and left the room, leaving only the white-haired old woman, alone, as if thinking about something.

Regarding the movements of these big families, Han Batian has been trying to find out the news, because the marriage date between Xiao Yi and his daughter is getting closer and closer.

The first day of May was when Xiao Qing from the Xiao family married a woman from the Jiang family. On the third day of May, it was the wedding day of his daughter and Xiao Yi.

He has always kept in mind these few times that his daughter is about to get married, and he has fulfilled his original promise, which is an explanation to his old friend.

"Dad... these days at home, why is there always an old man running here? What happened?"

Han Bing noticed a strange thing. The Han family, which has always been very peaceful, rarely visited the house.

But in the last few days, I can always see some old men entering the Han's house and going to his father's study.

After an hour or two, these old men walked out again, still carrying a box in their hands, as if they were visiting a Chinese doctor or seeing someone.

"Oh, nothing."

"Surely these people are Chinese medicine doctors? I think they all carry boxes. Dad, are you not feeling well?"

Han Batian straightened his chest and looked energetic, with no signs of illness, Han Batian said right now.

"You child is really careless. Does your father look like he is sick?"

"Then what do those old men do? We haven't had such a guest in our house before."

"Isn't this approaching your wedding date? Fathers have to work hard in advance. They are some people who know the rules that I have invited. If you have any details, you can help me think about it."

After Han Bing heard this statement, he dispelled his doubts and believed what Han Batian said.

Because my father's body has always been very good, there will be no problems, since she was engaged to Xiao Yi, she has stayed at home.

At this time, I want to spend more time at home with one and two elders. When I mentioned the word "married", I would have some special feelings in my heart.

"Binger, you've been at home for a while, don't you plan to go see Xiao Yi?"

Han Batian held the fault, placed an inkstone on the book table, held a brush, dipped in polished ink, and wrote a few large characters on rice paper.

"Xiao Yi will take care of himself. I will spend more time with you and my mother at home. I don't have time to marry. You two miss me."

"Do you think your dad is still a three-year-old child? You have been the one I saw when you were young. Besides, you are married to Xiao Yi, so you won't go home.

"If I go to Xiao Yi, wouldn't you miss me?"

Han Bing stepped forward and saw the four big characters written by his father—aspirational and lofty, and every stroke showed a majestic momentum.

"Dad, your handwriting is pretty good. I didn't expect you to become a calligrapher now."

"Girl, you have to remember that there is nothing difficult in this world. I am afraid that there is nothing that can't be done if you use your heart."

Han Batian is one of these cases. After leaving his original position, he also lived like a hero.

Put this character here first, he put down the brush in his hand, looked at his daughter and said.

"You are his woman after all. If you stay at home, there is nothing to do by yourself. Go find him."

"How do I feel that you are driving me away."

Han Bing said wittyly, Han Batian frowned slightly with one hand on the table at this moment, but Han Bing did not notice these changes.

He glanced at the trash can beside him, stretched out one foot, moved the trash can to the corner, and smiled.

"The water thrown out by the married daughter will eventually belong to the Xiao family. Well, if you want to stay at home, you can stay a few more days."

"Dad, I came here just to tell you. It seems that Xiao Yi's company has been in trouble recently, so I want to go over and see what happened."

"Go go, remember to do a woman's duty!"

Han Batian urged that after Han Bing had said this, he planned to visit Xiao Yi today.

When Xiao Yi was in trouble, she had to appear next to Xiao Yi and share the responsibilities with Xiao Yi.

Seeing his daughter's figure leaving, Han Batian coughed heavily at this time, resting his hands on the bookcase and almost fell down.

However, he is a man with strong bones and will never fall down because of this trivial matter. Han Batian's wife heard the violent cough of this needle.

"Batian..."

She walked over in a hurry, helped her husband to sit down and talked, while here, rubbing Han Batian's chest with her hands.

In the trash can under the bookcase, a tissue was stained with red blood. These were the blood that Han Batian coughed and vomited out of his mouth.

"Your condition...is it already this serious? You should go to the hospital to take a good look."

The wife said here that Han Batian was sick, and the entire Han family, apart from Han Batian and his wife, was the personal butler who knew how.

This time, the situation was different. It was not a common cold, so Han Batian chose to hide it from his daughter. He knew what his destiny was waiting for him.

"I don't need to look at it. I know that if I go to the hospital for treatment, I can only live for up to six months."

"Why is God so unfair? You must be tortured like this."

"Life and death have fate and wealth, so don't be angry. I want to see them married and stand in front of me happily when I am alive."

Han Batian had medicine on his body. He didn't believe in western medicine, because the treatment of western medicine required surgery.

Moreover, after the operation, it was not completely cured. It was just that he was lingering for a few months. Han Batian didn't want to live like this.