C1 A Dying Wish

Winter, Nanjing City. The sky was dark and the wind was howling.

The Su family's old residence was on the fan bone camp outside Tongji. It was a two-way courtyard. The mottled walls revealed the vicissitudes of time, just like the old tree in front of the house.

The Su family's main house was filled with people. Su Zhengye was lying on the wooden bed carved by pear blossoms. His muddy eyes looked at the door from time to time. He was so thin that he had lost his shape. His eyes were deeply sunken, and his oil lamp had run out.

The eldest son, Su Yongnian, and the second son, Su Yongan, were standing in front of their father's bed. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly. Both of them had a trace of sadness on their faces.

The oldest third uncle opened his mouth several times, wanting to say something, but in the end, he still didn't say anything. He lightly clicked his tongue. In the end, he still walked to the front of the bed, lowered his head, and said to Su Zhengye, "Zhengye. Since everyone is here, just say what you want to say. " As he spoke, his third uncle glanced at the people in the room. What should have come had come. The eldest grandson, Su Yiming, had also come a long time ago.

"Zhengye, Yiming has come a long time ago. If you have something to say, just say it. We're all listening. " Third Granduncle tried to persuade him again.

Su Zhengye was still looking at the door, waiting for someone. He didn't respond to his third uncle's words at all.

"Who are you waiting for? The name is here. " The third uncle couldn't help but sigh.

Hearing his third uncle's words, Su Yiming's 1. 75 meters tall body suddenly became 1. 8 meters tall. He craned his neck to look at his grandfather, Su Zhengye. His long face showed a trace of expectation, but his grandfather, Su Zhengye, had been looking at the door the whole time.

Su Yiming had no choice but to lower his head with a depressed look on his face, "What's wrong with me? I'm a man. . . " he murmured in a low voice.

"Liu, when will Xinyue arrive? She's the only one who hasn't come. " Everyone was waiting anxiously. Someone couldn't help but ask.

Su Yongan turned to look at his cousin, who was asking the question, "Soon, she said there was a traffic jam on the road. "

"Isn't it too late?" Someone else said. Su Yongan didn't respond. He looked straight at his father, Su Zhengye. The sadness in his heart was suffocating him. His eyes were red. He looked at the door as well.

A long-haired girl in an apricot coat rushed into the door. Su Zhengye's eyes lit up, then dimmed again. He moved his fingers. Su Yongnian immediately stepped forward and lowered his head to ask, "Dad, what do you want to say?" Su Zhengye didn't look at him. Instead, he slightly raised his hand and pointed forward.

"Kneel down!" Su Yongan shouted at Su Xinyue who rushed in.

Su Xinyue stopped in her tracks. She was obviously stunned for a moment. Beads of sweat appeared on her tall and delicate nose bridge, and two red flushes appeared on her fair cheeks. Hearing that, she kneeled in front of her grandfather, Su Zhengye, and said with a choking voice, "Grandpa, I'm sorry! I'm late. "

Su Zhengye clenched his right hand into a fist and slowly loosened it. Su Yongan stepped forward. He moved closer to his ear and asked, "Dad, have you really decided?" Su Zhengye slowly turned to look at him. A bright light shone from his turbid eyes, then disappeared in a flash. He moved his right hand again. Su Yongan saw that his father, Su Zhengye, was holding a yellow scroll in his hand.

He reached out his hand to pick up the book, then saw his father nod at him. Su Yongan stood in front of Su Xinyue, opened the scroll, and read, "As my father asked, I will pass the fan manual to you. You are the 168th generation head of the Su family's fan shop. From now on, you must swear that you will rebuild the fan store and pass down the skill of the folding fan. "

"Wait, Second Brother. Did Dad say that he would pass the fan shop to Xinyue and not give her a good name? Are you mistaken? Yiming is the eldest grandson. Who else can he pass it to if he doesn't pass it to? " Su Yongnian voiced his doubts.

"Brother, this is Dad's idea. I also don't want to be like this. Do you think the fan store is still the same as before? But I can only obey Dad's orders. " Su Yongan revealed a troubled expression.

"Since it's Dad's orders, as the eldest brother, I can only obey. I don't dare to disobey Si Hao's orders. "

"Wuwuwu. . . Grandpa, what's wrong with me?" A sorrowful cry sounded. Su Yiming started to cry. As he cried, he complained about the decision of his grandfather, Su Zhengye.

Su Xinyue reached out her hands to take the fan manual. Her tears couldn't help but fall. Crack! "Grandfather. . . Why me? . . . This. . . This. . . Why?" Her face was filled with sadness, mixed with unspeakable pain. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Ah. . . Grandpa, why. . . Why can't you see me?" Su Yiming cried loudly. Su Yongnian glared at Su Yiming. Su Yiming was immersed in his own emotions and continued to cry.

His third uncle walked over, looked at Su Zhengye, and said earnestly, "Zhengye, have you really made up your mind? Do you want to pass on your daughter to a man? After all, Xinyue is a girl. She will get married sooner or later. She won't be able to keep her. "

Su Zhengye slowly fixed his eyes on his third uncle's face and looked straight at him. His third uncle and Su Zhengye looked at each other for a moment. Sighing deeply, he said, "Back then, our ancestors were glorious as well. Now that the fan industry has fallen to this stage, you are the only one who can't let it go. The other clansmen have long gone their separate ways. Since you have made your decision, I won't say anything else. I believe in your choice. " His third uncle shook his head as he spoke.

Su Zhengye's right hand moved three times. Su Yongan glanced at his father, then looked at Su Xinyue again and said, "Yue Er, you have to swear in front of all your people that no matter what, you have to continue the fan industry with your heart. You won't regret it in this life!"

Su Xinyue raised her teary eyes and looked at her father and grandfather blankly. She didn't expect that such a thing would happen in this era. She knew that the rules of the family had always been strict. When she was young, she had seen that the power of her grandfather's big family was still there. As long as her grandfather decided on something, no one would dare to say no.

She looked at her grandfather again. The only thing that this old man, who was hanging on to his life, could not let go of before his death was the revival of the family's fan industry. It was also because the Su family had such a successor that they were able to pass down generation after generation.

When she thought of this, her tears flowed down again. At this moment, her fate was no longer up to her to decide. From now on, she would embark on an incomparably difficult and unknown path. She had no way to refuse. She knew that her grandfather had already done his best. Half a month ago, when her grandfather found out that she was nearing her end, he went to look for the old man in the fan shop. At that time, he had to walk on crutches.

He had called her back to this room and told her about it. At that time, she had refused without thinking. She hadn't expected that her grandfather still hadn't given up. In the end, he still chose her.

"Grandfather. . . Grandfather. . . I promise. . . You, I will all. . . Promise. . . You. " Su Xinyue cried and cried loudly. All kinds of emotions rushed towards her in an instant, pressing down on her heart.

Su Zhengye suddenly opened his eyes and reached a hand to Su Xinyue. Su Xinyue knelt forward and held her grandfather's hand. That hand was dry. Su Xinyue suddenly felt sad. Su Zhengye used his last bit of strength to look at Su Xinyue. He was no longer able to speak. Su Xinyue cried and promised, "Grandpa, I promise you. I'll definitely help you fulfill your wish. "

He looked at her one last time, and his eyes were filled with endless expectation. He slowly let go of her hand, lowered his arm, and closed his eyes forever.