Pursuing personal gain can only bring temporary glory.
He worked for the interests and welfare of the people, and his good name will be passed down through the ages.
Mother Wen savored the words carefully, then nodded and said, "Okay, I will convey this to Thirteen's father for you. I hope he can understand the meaning of this sentence."
Thirteenth Aunt smiled coldly: "Those involved are often confused. It would be strange if he could see through it."
Yang Fan held Aunt Thirteen's hand and said nothing, but his meaning was very clear.
Thirteenth Aunt said nothing more.
Mother Wen glanced at the horizon.
There are many trees in the park, which can be said to block out the sun. The barbecue corner is a little more spacious, so you can see more sky.
Above the treetops, it began to darken.
At this time of day, the sky is still quite bright.
But now, the lights in the park are turned on early.
"Actually, I want to talk to the old lady more. She was the one who went astray first, and caused her descendants to go astray as well." Mother Wen began to pack her bag, as if preparing to leave.
"Mom, you really don't want to stay overnight?" asked Aunt Thirteen.
She was not very willing to let her mother live with her because Yang Fan lived with her.
If she lived alone, she would be happy for her mother to stay for a night.
"No, let's go back to Chengdu. We have things to do tomorrow morning. If we stay here, we won't be able to sleep well tonight." Wen's mother said.
Yang Fan asked with concern: "Aunt, are you going back by high-speed train or by car?"
Mother Wen stopped packing her things, looked up, smiled, and said, "I'll fly back."
Yang Fan nodded: "It's also good to fly back, at least it's faster than driving."
Go to the airport, wait for the plane, get off the plane and then go home from the airport. Although the process is a bit troublesome, it is indeed faster than driving directly from the mountain city back to Chengdu.
If the waiting time for the plane is not too long and everything goes smoothly, it is faster than taking the high-speed rail.
"Of course it's faster than driving. The plane is parked in the park." Aunt Thirteen reminded Yang Fan.
Yang Fan was stunned, then asked awkwardly: "Did Aunt come here by helicopter?"
"Yeah, so Thirteen asked me for one when he saw it was so convenient." Wen's mother said with a smile.
Of course, Aunt Thirteen refused to admit it and said, "I'm not as busy as you, running around the surrounding cities. I didn't ask you for a 4-6 seat helicopter."
"Okay, okay, I got it. In addition to the driver's seat and the front passenger seat, there are at least 4 more seats. I'll arrange them for you when I get back and have them delivered to you next month at the latest." Wen's mother said with a smile.
Aunt Thirteen doesn’t care about one or two million, but Mother Wen doesn’t care about ten or twenty million.
Not to mention 10 or 20 million, even if it's 100 or 200 million, Wen's mother doesn't care, as long as her little daughter is happy.
"Aunt, it's still early, won't you stay a little longer?" Yang Fan asked when he saw Wen's mother packing her things.
"The take-off time we applied to the air traffic control department is almost up. Let's do it next time. Next time we can come and go anytime." Wen's mother said.
She previously thought that flying to the mountain city was rare, so she didn’t buy the flight route.
After today's visit, she felt that she would fly to Shancheng frequently in the future, so she planned to buy a flight ticket here after she returned.
Helicopters fly low and will not affect national passenger planes, so you can buy one.
After purchasing it, you no longer need to apply for registration and be on time before every flight.
"Guoguo, come back!" Aunt Thirteen shouted to Guoguo who was playing with other children not far away.
After being called several times, the little girl ran back reluctantly.
"Grandma will be home soon." After the little girl came back, Wen's mother picked her up.
"Oh, grandma is leaving now? I thought she could also listen to daddy telling her bedtime stories at night." The little girl looked very regretful.
"Really?" Wen's mother asked with a smile, "Guoguo really likes to listen to daddy telling bedtime stories?"
"Of course, Dad's bedtime stories are ten thousand times better than Mom's." Guoguo disparaged her mother without any hesitation.
Of course Aunt Thirteen was not happy and said, "You deserve a beating again, don't you? I will never tell you a bedtime story again. Daddy is not at home, so I wonder how you will spend the night."
"Dad is not at home, so I will call him." Guoguo said.
"I won't beat you. If I have to beat you, it should be me and Dad who will talk. You have no part to play." Aunt Thirteen said.
Guoguo frowned: "Then I'll listen to you talking to dad on the phone."
"What's so nice about a phone call from mom and dad?" Wen's mother asked casually with a smile.
"It's not nice to hear. I don't know why mom is so happy to talk to dad on the phone." Then the little girl whispered to her mother, "I'm wearing a very loose nightgown now. Come back, I'll let you get in..."
"Woooo ...
Before he could finish his words, Guoguo raised his head and burst into tears: "Didn't you say that no matter what children do wrong today, they should be forgiven? Why did you hit me again? Woo waa ...
Thirteenth Aunt blushed: "I said should, not must!"
Yang Fan quickly pulled back Aunt Thirteen's hand that was about to twist Guoguo's butt, although he was also embarrassed.
Mother Wen put Guoguo down. The child's crying was too loud, and she could hardly bear it at such a close distance.
Yang Fan picked up the little girl.
Her voice and smile are the best medicine to heal all the suffering and hardships in his life.
His arms were the haven that healed all the unhappiness in her childhood.
After lying in her father's arms, the little girl quickly stopped crying, resting her chin on his shoulder and her head on his head.
Seeing this, Wen's mother whispered to Yang Fan, "Xiao Fan, after the Chinese New Year, come with us to Yanjing."
Aunt Thirteen was surprised. Her mother wanted Yang Fan to meet the old lady.
Yang Fan naturally understood, hesitated for a moment, and said: "I'm not mentally prepared for this."
"It's okay. There's still half a year left, which is enough time for you to prepare," said Wen's mother.
After a pause, she continued, "The old lady's obsession is too deep. Only Thirteen and Guoguo can make her a little more humane, but they can't eliminate her obsession."
"I don't have that ability." Yang Fan said.
Some of the views and ideas he had discussed with Wen Ma before were subversive to the world and could accelerate the course of history or even change history.
There are some economic concepts that, once implemented by enterprises, can disrupt the entire economic market and even bring out the evil in human nature, causing people to lack trust in each other and become increasingly indifferent.
"At the end of this month, I will go to Yanjing to meet the old lady." Wen's mother said to Yang Fan, "I'm sure what you told me to convey to Thirteen's father will have some impact on her."
"If that's the case, it would be my honor." Yang Fan gently stroked Guoguo's back and shook his body slightly to comfort her.
After hesitating for a moment, Wen Ma asked, "The old lady knows you exist. Please say a few words to her and I will convey them to her for you."
Yang Fan glanced at Thirteenth Aunt, and seeing that she looked encouraging, Yang Fan said, "Set your mind on the world, and on..."
As soon as the first sentence was finished, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to open their eyes, and suddenly a flash of lightning pierced the sky.