"Is there anyone with the surname Han in Shunchen City?" Cheng Yanmo had been to Shunchen City a few times, but he had never heard of anyone surnamed Han in Shunchen City.
The special assistant had already investigated Han Zhan, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Han Zhan, I checked, his family background is quite ordinary, his parents died early, and he grew up with his grandfather."
"Grandpa" Cheng Yanmo asked the special assistant: "Have you checked his grandfather?"
"No, I heard it was an old farmer growing crops, so I didn't check."
Cheng Yanmo always felt that this matter was full of weirdness. A farmer who raised an unfathomable Han Zhan by himself
Is this plausible
"Mr. Cheng, are you going back to the old house tonight, or to your place?" The driver asked Cheng Yanmo.
Thinking that Song Ci was getting married tomorrow, and worried that the younger brother at home could not bear the loneliness and would be a moth, Cheng Yanmo, who was planning to go back to the place where he lived alone, suddenly changed his mind. "Go back to the old house."
He had to keep an eye on Cheng Ziang, lest he cause trouble.
Back at the old house, Cheng Yanmo got out of the car, and when he was about to enter the house, he noticed that the light was on at the half-mountain villa at the end of the road. He called out the butler at home and asked him, "Is the master from the half-mountain villa back?"
Cheng Yanmo had heard that the Banshan villa was the residence of old general Han, but the old general returned to Shunchen's hometown and rarely came back.
The housekeeper looked at the half-mountain villa with the lights on, and said, "Yes, young master, it seems that he came back this afternoon."
Cheng Yanmo asked the housekeeper again: "Where is Zi Ang?"
"The second young master is at home."
"Take care of him. Tonight and tomorrow, he is not allowed to go out without my permission." After finishing speaking, Cheng Yanmo took the windbreaker coat from the housekeeper and put it on by himself, and walked towards the half-mountain villa alone.
The half-mountain villa has been built for some years, with moss growing on the red wall and surrounded by green trees, it looks simple and mysterious. Cheng Yanmo approached the villa, and vaguely saw an old man walking in the corridor on the first floor.
Cheng Yanmo made noise on purpose.
Holding the watering can in his hand, the old man turned his head to look at Cheng Yanmo. Seeing Cheng Yanmo, Han Aoyu thought for a while before saying, "Is he the grandson of the Cheng family?"
Seeing that the old man had guessed his identity, Cheng Yanmo hurriedly nodded and shouted: "Good evening old man, Cheng Yanmo from the Cheng family. I just got off work and saw that your house was lit, so I came to have a look."
Staring at the tough body of the old man, Cheng Yanmo said again: "The old man's body still looks very strong. I wonder if the boy has the blessing to ask for a glass of wine from the old birthday man on your 100th birthday?"
Cheng Yanmo just doesn't like to talk, it doesn't mean he can't talk. To a high-ranking old man, Cheng Yanmo could also turn a stone into a diamond.
After hearing this, Han Aoyu smiled brightly, "The last time I saw you, you were still a kid playing with yo-yos, and you have grown so big in a blink of an eye. Your grandfather can't compare to your flattering skills!"
Cheng Yanmo just laughed.
"Sit, what are you doing standing!"
Cheng Yanmo just sat down. Staring at the black pine in front of the old man, Cheng Yanmo asked: "This black pine, old man, did you bring it from your hometown?" The potted black pine that the old man can take with him everywhere must mean a lot to him.
Han Aoyu said: "It was planted by my wife before his death. I usually carry it with me, so I don't worry."
"The sincerity that the old man treats the old lady makes the boy admire and envy." If he had heard these words before, Cheng Yanmo might admire him, but he would not have any other feelings. But hearing this today, thinking of how happy it is to be able to grow old with the one he loves, Cheng Yanmo felt a little uncomfortable.
How could such a young girl be so unfortunate
"What's the matter, when you get married in the future, you will understand." Han Aoyu looked at Cheng Yanmo, and thought of his grandson Han Zhan, and couldn't help but sigh: "I also have a grandson, you may not remember, when you were young , he even drove you on a bicycle."
Han Aoyu pointed to the river at the foot of the mountain, and said: "In the past, that area was wasteland, and there were many fish and shrimps in the river. My grandson, Pi, put you by the river, and he went down to fish by himself. As a result, you fell into the ditch You went there and almost drowned, but he rescued you, but he didn’t dare to tell his family, for fear of being scolded, so he took you to the street to buy a new set of clothes.”
"As a result, when you got home, you caught a cold, had a fever at night, and fell ill. After that, your grandfather forbade you to play with my Pokson. You may not remember these things."
Cheng Yanmo really doesn't remember this incident, but when his grandfather was still alive, he told him that there was a child in the family halfway up the mountain, who was very naughty, and he wondered what the fat boy would do when he grew up.
Cheng Yanmo asked Han Aoyu: "Then what is he doing now?"
"Just like you, they are all in business."
Cheng Yanmo wanted to get acquainted with the noble son of the Han family, so he said, "Oh? I don't know his name, maybe I know him too."
Han Aoyu just said: "It's called Han." Thinking of his grandson's low-key personality, Han Aoyu stopped his voice in time. "Hey! It's not worth mentioning, anyway, it's not as powerful as you."
Han Aoyu put down the watering can, looked at the clock, and said: "It's getting late, I have to rest, and I can't delay tomorrow's business."
Cheng Yanmo immediately got up and bid farewell to old man Han: "Good night, old man, I won't bother you anymore, I'll come visit you some other day."
"Okay, I'm going to stay for a while when I come back this time. If you have time, come and sit at my house. I cook delicious food. I'll fry small fish for you!" The family's farm work is done, and it's time to plant potatoes in the twelfth lunar month. . It's okay to go back, fortunately, Han Aoyu lived here for a few months.
Cheng Yanmo expressed his expectation.
After he left, Han Aoyu asked Zhong Buhui to close the door, and went back to his room to rest.
When Cheng Yanmo got home, he told the housekeeper about the old man on the mountain, "The old man has a grandson?" Cheng Yanmo asked the housekeeper, "When I was young, I went to the river with his grandson to touch fish?"
Hearing the young master mention this, the housekeeper frowned.
He said: "The grandson of that family is very naughty. When he was a child, he always took the eldest and young master to do some dangerous things. He once took you to the river to fish, but you rolled into the river. He didn't bring you back. I was afraid of being scolded, so I took you to the street to buy some clothes, thinking that you would not be found when you came back with dry clothes on.”
The housekeeper shook his head and sighed with emotion: "It's too nasty, and I don't know if he has any future. However, the grandson of that old man is not something in the pond."
Cheng Yanmo asked him: "I heard from the old man that his grandson is also in business. Maybe I met him in a business place. Do you remember the child's name?"
"It's called Zhan Zhan. Everyone is shouting Zhan Zhan, Zhan Zhan, and they don't know what their full name is."
"Zhan Zhan?" Cheng Yanmo's tone was startled and suspicious.
Ask how big Cheng Yanmo's psychological area is.
(end of this chapter)