Could it be that this young man wanted to bully others because he felt that he was capable?

Ye Hao didn't explain too much, but smiled slightly: "I mainly want to visit your granddaughter..."

"Huang Puqian!"

"I think, I should have the qualifications for you to give me this shop for free..."

Hearing Ye Haofeng's calm words, the expression on Huang Pufeng's face froze, and after a while, an expression of ecstasy appeared on his face!

Before that, he wanted to sell Jifutang just to save his granddaughter, Empress Puqian.

But now Ye Hao is about to make a move...

There is a long corridor between the backyard of Jifu Hall and the front yard.

There are ponds on both sides of the corridor, where lotus and goldfish can be seen.

Although such a place is old, it has the style of Su's garden. There are Jiangnan water towns, small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and rockeries everywhere.

The hot summer wind seems to have turned into a refreshing cool breeze in this place, which makes people feel extremely comfortable.

And in the gazebo in the middle, there is a woman wearing a long white dress, with a long ponytail tied casually, and without makeup.

She has a compass in her hand, and she occasionally presses it a few times, as if she is trying to calculate something.

And there are many old bamboo slips beside her. The bamboo slips are all carved with knives, so she can read the words on the bamboo slips through touch.

Even though both eyes were blind and her body was weak, the poetic and picturesque aura of this daughter did not diminish at all.

Looking at this scene, Ye Hao couldn't help showing a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Plastic surgery is extremely popular in this country, so there are internet celebrity beauties everywhere in the streets and alleys.

But this kind of woman with ancient style and poetic charm is absolutely hard to find.

"Grandpa, are you really going to sell our Jifutang?"

Seemingly hearing the sound of footsteps, Huang Puqian, who had figured something out, sighed, her expression a bit sad.

"I've already told you that it's not a disease, it's just retribution."

"Even if you sell our ancestral Jifutang, it will be futile to seek medical treatment for me everywhere."

"So, I still suggest that you don't sell it, lest you, Grandpa, have nothing to live and live after I die."

Obviously, Huang Puqian is not only poetic, but most importantly, she also has a kind and filial heart.

This made Ye Hao appreciate her even more.

"Qianqian, I am only your granddaughter. For me, no matter how small the hope is, I must try."

"If you are gone, what do I need this house for?"

Huang Pufeng smiled wryly, with a bit of helplessness in his voice: "Even if I have this house, wouldn't it be more pitiful for me to be alone?"

"And you also saw the faces of our relatives."

"If I really keep this house and you die." JrNovels.com