Unlike the luxurious Rongguo Mansion, the layout of the Zhang family's mansion was like a small bridge over flowing water in Jiangnan. It was gentle and tranquil.

Refusing Nanny Liu's hug, Jia Hu followed the Chang Clan's footsteps and walked to Father Zhang's room in the main hall.

As soon as he stepped into the room, his vision immediately darkened.

A sense of depression and sorrow overwhelmed him, making it hard for him to breathe.

Jia Hu twisted his body uncomfortably and felt something he didn't like in the air. He instinctively waved his hand to slap it away.

In an instant, the gloomy and cold Yin Qi in the room rushed out of the room.

It was as if a mouse had bumped into a cat and bumped into its natural enemy.

At this time, the Chang Clan's gaze fell on Zhang Mu and the others. They didn't notice Jia Hu's movements at all.

Of course, they couldn't bear to see Jia Hu's "Yin Qi" in the room.

Zhang Mu staggered in front of Chang Clan and hugged her. Her tears fell like beads from a broken necklace. She cried her heart out.

"My daughter, you're late. Your father left us … and died!"

There was a loud bang in Madam Zhang's head. If Madam Zhang hadn't held her, she would have collapsed to the ground.

"How could this be?

Didn't he just come home from prison?

Why did Father suddenly die? "Chang Clan's face was full of tears. She couldn't believe that God was so cruel to her.

"Mother, Elder Brother, are you joking with me?"

Brother Zhang?

Choking with sobs, he explained, "For a month, we used all the methods at our disposal, but we couldn't get any information about the prison.

It wasn't until today that His Majesty issued a decree to release him and Father was carried out of the prison cell that we found out that he had been seriously ill for many days. "

As he spoke, he recalled the scene when he saw Father Zhang and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"At that time, Father was already breathing out more than he was breathing in. His situation was very bad.

I took Father home in a carriage and asked for a doctor to treat him. I also asked someone to inform you to come over.

Who would have thought, who would have thought that he would die before the doctor even entered the room … "

"Father … Father …" Chang Clan's eyes were empty. Her heart ached as if it was being cut by a knife.

Completely immersed in the whirlpool of sorrow, her ears were buzzing. she couldn't hear anything from the outside world at this moment.

Jia Hu looked up. Her gaze swept past the pairs of red and swollen eyes and sorrowful faces. Finally, her gaze landed on Father Zhang who was lying on the bed.

A voice in his heart urged Jia Hu to go over.

Jia Hu blinked a few times, his little face filled with confusion.

However, he still followed his heart and moved his short legs to Father Zhang's bed.

His heartbeat was gone and his breathing was no longer there.

Father Zhang lay on the bed with his eyes closed, looking no different from a dead man.

However, Jia Hu's intuition told him that the person was not completely dead and could wake up.

He could wake up, even though he didn't know why such a thought flashed through his mind.

Jia Hu turned and ran to Chang Clan's side. He wanted to explain the situation to Chang Clan, but she didn't respond at all.

As for the others, they all hugged their heads and cried bitterly. They didn't have the time either.

Jia Hu unconsciously stopped biting his index finger. After looking at them for a moment, he decided not to disturb them.

He turned and ran back to Father Zhang's bedside. He tilted his little head and thought for a while. Then, he reached out with his short and round fingers, grabbed one of Father Zhang's fingers and shook it a few times.

"Grandfather, wake up!"

He shouted a few times, but Father Zhang still looked like a dead man.

Jia Hu climbed onto the bed and pushed Father Zhang's arm. He continued to say in a small and childish voice, "Grandfather, Hu 'er is here to see you. Wake up!"

After shouting and pushing for a long time, Jia Hu was so tired that he was gasping for breath.

Just as he was about to give up, he suddenly felt his clothes being pulled by something.

Jia Hu looked down and found that it was Father Zhang's hand that was grabbing his clothes.

His eyes lit up. He raised his head in surprise and looked at Father Zhang's face. He saw Father Zhang's lips move a few times, and he seemed to make a sound.

"Who … is it?

Who … is calling me … "

Jia Hu hugged his arm and replied with a smile, "It's Hu 'er!

Grandfather, you're awake. Why don't you open your eyes? "

As he spoke, he reached out and gently touched Father Zhang's eyelids.

The warmth and softness were like feathers, bringing infinite warmth to Father Zhang, who felt as if he was in an icy hell.

Hu 'er?

Open my eyes?

While he was thinking, Father Zhang saw a bright light suddenly break through the dark world.

Then, a child who was emitting auspicious light rode to his side on a koi and reached out his hand to him with a smile.

Father Zhang stared at the small hand in a daze and unconsciously held it gently.

When the two hands touched, dizziness hit him.

When he came back to his senses, Father Zhang was surprised to find that he had landed on the back of the koi.

Before he could understand what this meant, the child rode the koi and rushed out of the darkness with him.

At the same time, Father Zhang, who was lying on the bed in the outside world, suddenly opened his eyes. He stared blankly at the top of the bed and didn't know what time it was.

Vaguely, he saw something move to the top of his face through his blurry vision.

Father Zhang blinked. When his hazy vision cleared, he saw that it was a child's smiling face.

The child's curved eyes were like two crescent moons taken from the night sky. His sparkling pupils seemed to be decorated with stars and were full of joy. Father Zhang couldn't help but smile.

Jia Hu happily rubbed against him. "Grandfather!

You're finally awake!

Hu 'er has been shouting for you for a long time. His throat is dry from all the shouting. "

"Good Hu 'er, you saved Grandfather's life!"

Father Zhang regained his consciousness and his ability to think. He finally realized that he had almost died.

Returning to the human world, he was so happy that he cried tears of joy, but at the same time, he still had lingering fears.

Father Zhang blinked away the tears in his eyes and raised his hand to touch Jia Hu's head. However, he felt that his arm was bound tightly by a rope.

He looked down and saw Jia Hu kneeling beside him, hugging one of his arms with both hands.

Father Zhang's expression was affectionate and gentle. He didn't move his arm, but used his other hand to stroke Jia Hu's head.

After a short while, he put down his arm and was about to say something to Jia Hu.

The crying crowd finally realized that something was wrong with the scene on the bed.

"Hu 'er, why are you on the bed?

Come down quickly. Don't offend your grandfather. "The members of the Chang Clan were stunned for a moment. When they came back to their senses, they immediately spoke.

From their position, Jia Hu's body happened to be blocking Father Zhang's head.

In addition, Father Zhang was still lying in the same position as before. Therefore, the Chang Clan didn't realize that Father Zhang, who they thought was dead, had woken up.

Jia Hu smiled sweetly at the members of the Chang Clan. "Mother, come and see. Grandfather is alive. You don't have to cry anymore."

However, no one believed Jia Hu when he spoke the truth.

"What nonsense are you talking about?

Uncle knows that you can't bear to leave Grandfather. How could we bear to leave him?

But he's already gone. There's no point in lying to ourselves. "

Zhang?

He quickly wiped his tears and walked to the bed as he spoke, trying to carry Jia Hu down.