Long Marriage Journey - Chapter 545

It was a piece of parchment that had turned yellow. The old paper was still covered with a little ink. It was crumpled up in Benson’s hand.

Although Liang Jia’s heart has doubts, but still took over, “grandfather, this is?”

Unfolding, the parchment is a treasure map, and the ink seems to have been handed down from the last century, and it has begun to degenerate, and it is obvious that some special medicine has been used to show it.

“This is a treasure handed down from our family. Because we have lived a very rich life, no one thought of this treasure. Originally, I didn’t intend to take it out, but my grandson and you didn’t intend to stay with me, so I thought that I could have a look at this underground treasure with you.”

“I’m sorry for your mother, your grandmother and you, so this treasure is a gift for my grandson.”

With a loving smile, Benson’s face was softer than Liang Jia had ever seen. Although he had no emotional foundation with himself, Liang Jia always felt that there was a thread in her heart pulling her.

It was because of guilt, but Liang Jia felt even more guilty. At the beginning, she misunderstood him, but now he still wants to give her a gift. This treasure must be a huge fortune. Just look at the castle and you will know.

Holding the parchment tightly in her hand, Liang Jia shook her head. “Grandfather, I can’t take this picture. You’d better take it back.”

Seeing Liang Jia’s attitude, ban Sen laughed more kindly. “You take it, Jia Jia. I don’t give it to you for anything. I just feel that you haven’t lived well for so many years. I know that you have been working hard in the Zhou family, and it’s only these years that you get better.”

“Besides, Jiajia, I don’t have any blood. You are the only one left. My brothers and sisters, either died in the war or died. I don’t worry about other nieces and nephews. Since I’m the owner of the family, it’s unreasonable not to pass on the treasure map to you.”

Patted Liang Jia’s hand back, his brown and black eyes staring at Liang Jia, “well, Jia Jia, let’s find a day to dig for the treasure these days. There are some secret devices in the treasure, I’m afraid you can’t cope with them.”

“Grandfather…” the heart is full of sour, Liang Jia unexpectedly has a moment don’t know how to describe this kind of complex mood.

The hand holding the parchment was a little tight. Liang Jia was about to speak, but Benson suddenly stood up. It seemed that he was afraid that Liang Jia would say something to refuse. He grabbed in front of Liang Jia and said, “it’s settled. I’ll discuss it with you again. That’s it. I’ll go and ask people to make dinner for them first

Although Liang Jia did not get along with Benson, he could see that he was also a lonely old man. Since the matter is over, accept it. Anyway, where is the treasure left at the time has the final say.

As soon as Benson left, Zhou Xingchen came back.

“Bata, Bata” the sound of shoes from far to near, Liang Jia looked back and saw Zhou Xingchen that Zhang Qingjun’s face, just want to speak, but Zhou Xingchen suddenly to embrace.

With a scream, Liang Jia didn’t know, so, “Xing Chen… What’s the matter?”

With a cold face, Zhou Xingchen’s eyebrows slightly frowned, and his beautiful Danfeng eyes deeply looked at the people in front of him. He pretended to be unhappy and said, “look at you. You’re running around. What do you do when you bump into each other?”

Liang Jia’s stomach has been six or seven months old. Zhou Xingchen really left her alone.

“Such a big man, no sense of crisis? Come on, go back to your room. ”

Holding Zhou Xingchen’s hand tightly, Liang Jia’s mouth inadvertently raises a smile. Although Zhou Xingchen is scolding, Liang Jia still hears worry from his tone.

In fact, to tell the truth, after so many things, this child is also her most precious. She can’t lose him any more“ No, it won’t be any more. ”

Even if something happened, she would fight to protect the child and the blood of the Zhou family.

Just then, a melodious music accompanied by vibration rang up, Zhou Xingchen frowned, put Liang Jiaping steadily on the stone slab of the castle, then took out his mobile phone to answer the phone.

“Hello?” The voice was low, with obvious displeasure.

There was a pretty girl voice on the other end of the phone. Just at the moment when she spoke, Liang Jia, who was standing in front of Zhou Xingchen, suddenly raised her head. This voice… She was no longer familiar with it.

Hearing the female voice on the other end of the phone, Zhou Xingchen’s face was obviously not good, “what do you say? Say it again

“I can’t hear you, can I? It doesn’t matter. I’ll say it again! ” Yu Huaqing’s voice became a little fierce, full of anger and sharpness, but after two or three seconds of silence, Yu Huaqing’s voice became soft again, “I said, Zhou Shao, your mother is Liang Ruian, now in my hand!””Don’t think that if you hide where I can’t find you, you can be safe. I tell you, the monk can run away, but the temple can’t. If you don’t suffer, let Liang Ruian suffer for you. Anyway, this old man can’t stand the trouble. Seeing her die may be your wish. ”

In a calm voice, Zhou Xingchen’s sword eyebrows frowned tightly. His hand with the mobile phone became a little hard. His eyes narrowed slightly. “Yu Huaqing, what do you want?”

“Then… It depends on you.” Sitting idly on the sofa, Yu Huaqing changed her hand to answer the phone. Her eyes were fixed on Liang Ruian sitting on the hospital bed in front of her. She said with a faint smile, “I’ll give you a day. I’ll show up in front of you right away. I’ll consider whether to let go of your respected mother.”

“If you don’t show up in front of me for a day, then when you have made a choice to give up this woman, then you can’t blame me for doing it. Oh, well, I’ll give you five seconds to choose.”

Recalling the red lips, Yu Huaqing’s sweet voice came out from the microphone, which was very clear in the silent Castle corridor.

“Five, four, three…”

The atmosphere solidified.

Looking at Liang Jia, Zhou Xingchen can clearly hear the countdown of Yu Huaqing on the phone.

His hands were tightly clenched into a fist. Zhou Xingchen’s black eyes seemed to be covered by ink. It was rough and lifeless inside. He lowered his eyes. Zhou Xingchen still made that decision.

“Two… One.” The countdown is over.

“OK, I’ll…”

“Just a moment.” Just when Zhou Xingchen wanted to answer Yu Huaqing, Liang Jia grabbed Zhou Xingchen’s mobile phone, “Yu Huaqing, your goal is me, not Liang Ruian. Over the years, don’t you just want to see my jokes? “