Back to the 80s: Raising my Wolfy Boyfriend-Chapter 438: First-class Attendant

"Alright."

Gu Jin sat next to the old man, glancing indifferently at Wanqi Yihai not far away, noticing the heaviness in his expression.

The old man, sitting at the table, lifted his tobacco pipe and took a silent puff.

A faint cloud of blue smoke escaped from the old man’s mouth, and with a tone full of reminiscence, he said, "Back in those days, the family had many siblings, but very few survived. Famine and war left the people in dire straits.

When I was about fifteen or sixteen, to fill my stomach, I followed villagers to join the army. Later, I was fortunate to meet the young master of a wealthy family, who took a liking to me and kept me by his side. I narrowly escaped death countless times and eventually became a first-class attendant at the young master’s side.

This life of mine was saved from the battlefield by him. Back then, I was high-spirited, fearless of death, and went through wind and rain for nearly twenty years. The young master eventually married and had children, rose to a high position, and became an old leader, yet he continued to treat us like brothers.

Unfortunately, after we drove out foreign enemies, internal strife broke out. The old leader fell into someone else’s trap and narrowly escaped death many times, but he didn’t make it that one time. It was due to my inadequate protection..."

At this point, the old man seemed to have blurred over something.

He took another drag from the pipe and continued, "The old leader was severely injured, and I returned to Qingshan Village in disgrace, unable to face his family and descendants for the rest of my life."

At this, the old man seemed to choke up. He shakily raised the pipe to his mouth and took a deep drag.

As the faint blue smoke billowed out, the old man glanced at Wanqi Yihai, his eyes filled with a nostalgic look.

Upon hearing this, Gu Jin roughly understood that the young master and the old leader in grandpa’s story were from the Wanqi Family.

The old man moved his gaze from Wanqi Yihai and said to Gu Jin, "Little Jin, I followed the old leader, traveling far and wide for half my life, but ultimately, I couldn’t protect him. If you can help, do so; if it’s difficult, don’t force yourself too much."

Gu Jin looked down, observing the old man’s trembling hands, and replied gently, "I understand, grandpa."

"It’s getting late—"

The old man’s voice was unsteady as he slowly stood up and walked toward the outside of the living room.

His back was somewhat hunched, as if he had aged another ten years in a moment.

The matters concerning Gu Minmin and the arrival of Wanqi Yihai had struck the old man’s heart deeply.

Watching the grandfather’s retreating figure, Gu Jin stood up.

Wanqi Yihai also stood, straightening his back to salute the old man, "Deputy General Gu, my uncle and father have never blamed you. If not for your sacrifice to block the fatal blow meant for my grandfather, he wouldn’t have had the time to settle family matters.

When our family was thrown into chaos due to grandfather’s serious injuries, we couldn’t find you after searching. For years, my uncle often talked about you; you were a first-class attendant by grandfather’s side and the fiercest general of the Wanqi Family, the grandfather’s brother!"

As Wanqi Yihai spoke, the old man’s steps halted.

Gu Jin heard the sound of water droplets hitting the ground.

The old man did not turn back, standing still for a long, long time.

When the old man finally moved forward again, he straightened his back, and step by step, walked out of the living room.

It wasn’t until the old man’s silhouette vanished that Wanqi Yihai slowly lowered his hand from his forehead.

He sat down again with a low spirit, his head slightly bowed, making it impossible to discern his expression.