Ji Xianzheng said, "He is an old craftsman who is almost 90 years old. He seems to have heard of you, old lady, and that is why he agreed to make this gold bracelet."
The old lady held Fu Nanli's hand tightly and said, "You are really thoughtful, this bracelet looks exactly like me. It looks very much like me. The sense of age is evident. If I have time, I would like to go and thank the master in person."
"When you have time to go to Haicheng, I will take you there."
The old lady had only three daughters. The eldest daughter, Ji Xianzheng's mother, had passed away. The youngest daughter, Fu Nanli's aunt, also gave birth to a son, two years younger than Fu Nanli. His name was Chu Qingyou and he was the youngest and most talented director of the seventh generation in the entertainment industry.
The three grandsons are the best in their respective fields, but the old lady is not happy.
These three bastards have no partners.
The three of them are all of marriageable age, and the old lady is worried.
After we arrived in the mountains, it began to rain heavily.
The old lady's birthday party was not a big one. It was just family members, and the atmosphere was lively and warm. The old lady's implicit meaning was: "If there were two children, the family would be even more lively."
The three grandchildren did not answer.
Ji Xianzheng changed the subject.
Fu Nanli and Chu Qingyou simply pretended not to understand.
After dinner, the rain outside became heavier. The old lady muttered: "Fortunately, we didn't invite any guests, otherwise it would be inconvenient to come here on a rainy day. I don't know if the small slope at the foot of the mountain can bear the weight. I hope it won't collapse."
Ye Minqiu said, "I said we should clear that little dirt slope. It's always in the way and has collapsed several times, making it impossible for vehicles to pass through."
The old lady grumbled, "Why? Are you in such a hurry to leave? That's the ecology of this mountain. Don't destroy nature so easily."
It rained heavily for two days. On the morning of the third day, I received a notice from the administrator at the foot of the mountain that the slope had indeed collapsed. The construction team was clearing the road underneath, but it would take some time.
The old lady was happy: "It is God's will that you stay with me for a few more days."
Ye Minqiu had a headache, as she was making tens of millions of dollars every minute, and there was no signal in the deep mountains. But seeing the old lady smiling like a child, she couldn't help but feel soft-hearted. Business was not as important as her mother. Forget it, she didn't have the chance normally, so it would be good to spend more time with her.
Fu Nanli looked at his cell phone. Because it was raining, there was no signal at all.
I promised Wen Qiao that I would return in three days, but I’m afraid I will break my promise.
And there is no way to notify her.
Let’s wait until the weather clears up and the road is open.
The three days have passed. It has been eleven days since she last saw Fu Nanli. There are two days left. If she can't see Fu Nanli again, the situation will be very critical.
She called Fu Nanli, but the line showed 'unable to reach'. Wen Qiao was extremely anxious. He had promised to come back in three days, so why couldn't the call go through
She made several calls in a row, but the display on the other end was "unable to connect". Wen Qiao was a little panicked.
Haicheng is about two hundred kilometers away from Shaocheng, so it is also raining heavily.
It was Friday. Wen Qiao ran directly to Fu Nanli's apartment, entered the password, and entered the entrance hall. The huge apartment was empty, without the smell of smoke and human touch. It was obvious that he was not here.
Not back yet.
Not only did the person not come back, but the phone was also unreachable. She had no idea what was going on over there.
(End of this chapter)