Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 72: I let him go home
At the same time, the Tonggu Line was south of Huicheng City.
This is an ancient settlement area. Unlike the surrounding buildings, Tonggu Lane still retains the style of a private home and courtyard decades ago.
Every house in the alley is a family.
Red bricks and blue stone, walls of flowers and greenery, quiet walkways and deep courtyards.
In one of the wide houses overgrown with vines at the door, under a fragrant field tree, a snow-haired old man was scratching his head and ears onto the chessboard in front of him.
not easy to solve, not easy to solve...
Young people today don't know how to respect older people, and they don't know how to hand one boy and two boys over to a parent!
Facing the old man, the young man Langyue Qingfeng sat quietly with a smile on his face, "Grandfather, if you admit defeat, this round will be considered a draw, how?"
Old Fu, "..."
"I am not devoted to my grandson! This year I am almost seventy! Are you trying to make me unable to eat dinner?"
The young man raised his eyebrows, "Uncle Gui is cooking the sweet-scented osmanthus fish tonight."
"..." - ".I still have dinner, he likes the fragrant osmanthus fish.
Amidst the quarrel of grandparents and grandchildren, Uncle Gui came, "Master Fu, there's a call from Kyoto."
Fu Yanchi was speechless, got up and walked into the living room, "Grandfather, I gave him five minutes to regret it. If you lose to me later, you can stop saying that I don't respect my parents."
Old Fu's mouth twitched, brat, I don't know what his emotions are like, he looks very meek and gentle, his mouth unforgiving.
Virtues.
Seeing the young man leave, Fu Laofei quickly waved to Uncle Gui, "Quick, Gui, help me see, which move should I regret? It's a shame to lose to me all the time!"
Uncle Gui, "Old Fu, I'm just a bad chess player."
“One person counts the short and the other counts the length. Maybe if we combine them, it will be better than Zhuge Liang?”
"..."
Fu Yanchi entered the living room, sat down on the red sandalwood chair next to the phone, then picked up the phone, "Hello?"
"Ah Chi's? I'm Aunt Meng." A woman's soft voice sounded from the other end of the phone.
"It's me. Aunt Meng, long time no see." Fu Yanchi greeted with a smile.
There is an invisible****** from the other end, "How are you there? Are you in good health? You do not call home when you return home, and the atmosphere is silent. If your grandfather hadn't leaked it, your father and I now I don't know about your return."
"It's mine, I have to call you and Dad first."
"Aunt Meng doesn't mean to blame you, Ah Chi, your father and I miss you so much. Go back to Kyoto, okay? We haven't seen you in years."
Fu Yanchi pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Aunt Meng, this matter is not urgent. I'll come back to see you and Dad when I have time. My grandfather's getting older, and his health's getting worse." getting worse by the day. I'm not worried if there's no junior to take care of me. I want to be here with him more often."
"But your body—"
“My body is fine, Aunt Meng.”
"OK, okay, as long as it's okay... Then I won't bother you. If you have something to do, you can call home. There's always someone at home."
"it's good."
After hanging up the phone, Fu Yanchi turned to look outside the hall.
Under the sycamore tree, the old man was bluffing, still trying to analyze and learn which move was most worthy of regret.
Fu Laobai glanced at him, "What's the secret? I just said it casually, why isn't that your house?"
After he finished speaking, Mr. Fu put on a disgusted expression, "Son, me and your grandfather are in good health, we can at least live another 20 or 30 years. You don't have to squat here all day with me, bad old man, go back to where you came from." Where are you going?"
"More interesting blocking your way here. Someday you'll find me pleasing to the eye, I'll be out."
"..."
Old Fu was so angry that he was filled with killing intent, and after losing the game, he left with a dark face.
With a smile on his lips, Fu Yanchi slowly cleared the chessboard, "Uncle Gui, is there something you want to say?"
Uncle Gui remained beside him and did not leave. He heard those words and replied, "Yes. Yan Qinyue had come to Huicheng some time ago and had noticed Song Yueliang's movements. Moreover, he had cooperated with the Song family, and the direction of the subsequent cooperation was also to enter the real estate industry If so, their cooperation would most likely have an impact on Taifeng Real Estate. Yanqin had the support of the Yan family, if she were to face Song Yueliang, Song Yueliang might not be able to resist."
“The Yan family also has the same meaning?”
"It... Director Yan did not reveal his position."
Fu Yanchi did not raise his eyebrows. After inserting the chess piece into the chess box, he closed the lid, "Awasi Yanqin. If he dares to do anything to Song Yueliang, let him return to his hometown."
“Tuan Fu, I can't afford.” Uncle Gui grimaced.
Standing up, Fu Yanchi patted her on the shoulder with a light smile, "I mean, I'll let her return to her hometown."
Uncle Gui, "..." Doesn't matter.
…
Kyoto, Yan's house.
The Old House of the Yan Family was in Yangshan Villa.
The mansion was very quiet at this moment.
After Meng Jingxian hung up the phone, she sat on the sofa holding her handkerchief nervously, "Brother Huai, Ah Chi lives with the old man there, and he will be back in a moment."
On the sofa facing him, there was a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance. He was fifty years old, and the years had carved wind and frost on his temple. His sharp brows and deep eyes showed the shrewdness and calmness that the youngster did not possess.
Incredible Temperament, at a glance you can tell that you are neither a dragon nor a phoenix.
It's just that the man's current complexion is not good, dark, and his already strong aura looks even more oppressive at this time.
“You don't have to speak for him, he doesn't consider this place his home at all!”
"Brother Huai...!" Meng Jingxian stood up in bewilderment, wanting to assuage the man's anger, but not daring to approach him unreasonably, "Ah Chi has been independent since childhood, and she likes to keep things in her heart. Even though he didn't say it, he's right you never underestimate..."
"What do you respect? Would he go home if he respected him? He did not even say a word when he returned home. Frankly, he still blames me in his heart! Blame me for betraying her mother and marrying you ! I'll give her whatever she wants since she was a child, even she I've agreed to change her mother's last name, what else do you want from me?!" The man's heart went up and down, and he was so angry that he couldn't choose what he had to say, "He obviously knew that I would marry you back then, just to take care of him, she said, to give her whole family!"
Meng Jingxian's face turned pale, and the hand holding the handkerchief shook violently.
A wordless silence spread in the hall.
Looking at his suddenly pale face, a hint of annoyance appeared in the man's eyes without feeling, and in the end he just snorted heavily, turned around and climbed upwards.
Meng Jingxian stood in place, her eyes unfocused, and she felt shivers all over her body.
Bang Dang—
The sound of the door being kicked open resuscitated him. Looking at the person standing at the door, Meng Jingxian hurriedly put away her lost soul and put on a smiling face, "Yanxi, you're back?"
The man at the door was very young, twenty-two or three years old, with an indignation that could not be hidden in his face.
He looked at the woman and asked sharply, "You can still laugh like this? Mom, what's your plan?!"