Lu Zheng walked into the study and went straight to his big mahogany chair and sat down.
The sofa in Lu Zheng's house is made of wood, the chairs are made of wood, and most of the furniture is also made of wood. His aesthetic is exactly the same as his personality, square, solid and simple, and he will never lie down when he can straighten his spine.
Lu Zheng glanced at Fang Yan standing in front of him, pressed his raised hand down, and said softly, "Sit down."
Fang Yan, who was originally pretending to be a wronged young wife, suddenly raised her head and looked at Lu Zheng in disbelief.
What is the plot? Why did the style suddenly change
According to the old routine, shouldn't grandpa first slowly brew a pot of tea, take a few sips, and then sneer at Fang Yan for a long time before snorting and shouting, "Do you know what's wrong? How did the overbearing CEO start to follow the route of the male protagonist in a romance novel?"
"I told you to sit down." Lu Zheng saw Fang Yan's expression and naturally knew what he was thinking. His tone was a little unnatural.
Fang Yan quickly sat down. If others don't want to cause trouble, then he shouldn't take the initiative to cause trouble. Otherwise, wouldn't that be a natural slut
Lu Zheng looked at Fang Yan and said, "You have hatred in your heart."
Fang Yan was shocked again and said, "Grandpa, you figured this out?"
Lu Zheng patted an ancient book in front of him and said, "Zeng Guopan wrote "Bingjian" to teach people the art of physiognomy. When the grains are shredded, the marrow remains, which is the spirit. When the mountains are high and do not collapse, they are supported by hundreds of trees, which is called bones. The spirit of a person is reflected in the eyes; the bones of a person are reflected in the face. Other scholars also discuss the physical form, but scholars first observe the spirit and bones. This is the first thing to do, to get straight to the point. You, Fang Yan, have read thousands of books, and you can be considered half a scholar. Scholars first observe the spirit and bones. Fang Yan, don't you show it yourself? No matter how relaxed and happy your expression is, no matter how relaxed and natural your movements are, your spirit is always tense. It's like a sword that may be unsheathed at any time to take someone's life."
Lu Zheng sighed softly and said, "You were really happy before, but now you are happy to hide your unhappiness. Fang Yan, when you came to me before, were you ever so cautious and reserved?"
"Grandpa, I have hatred in my heart." Fang Yan could only confess to the old man. He was so powerful, why didn't he go to pick up a stall under the overpass
"Hate the enemy who killed your father?"
"Yes." Fang Yan nodded. "I hated myself before."
"Hate yourself? What do you hate? Do you hate yourself for not being able to save your father? Or do you hate yourself for being incompetent and not being able to save your father?"
"Both." Fang Yan said in a deep voice.
"If you hate the former, I can understand. Most modern people don't know how to cherish, and they regret it when they lose it - but that is regret, not hatred. If you hate yourself for this, then you will never be at peace in your grave. However, if you hate yourself for being incompetent and not being able to save your father, then that is extremely stupid. Are you a god?"
"Of course not-----" Fang Yan thought, if you weren't my grandpa I would have beaten you up. Is it necessary to be so sarcastic
"Since you are not a god, why do you think you are omnipotent?"
"------"
"Just do your best." Lu Zheng comforted softly. "Do your best and leave the rest to fate. Some things are fate."
Fang Yan looked at Lu Zheng and said, "Grandpa is well-read and believes in destiny?"
"First is fate, second is luck, third is feng shui, fourth is accumulating good deeds, and fifth is studying. Fate comes first, followed by luck and feng shui. No matter how hard we try, it is difficult to change what is destined by heaven. Since we can't change it, we can only force ourselves to accept it. Do you know why I haven't called you?"
"Grandpa wants to wait until I figure it out myself."
"Yes. I want you to figure it out and get out of this situation yourself." Lu Zheng said earnestly. "But you just can't figure it out and can't get out of this situation. You value friendship and loyalty, but you're really dumb."
"-------" Fang Yan wanted to hit someone again. He really envied Lu Zheng. Fate arranged for him to be his grandfather when he was born. Otherwise, this old man would have been lying on the ground.
"You quit your job as a teacher and become a school security guard? Who came up with this stupid idea?"
"It's Baldy----" Fang Yan said. Good brother, just take the bullet for me. Grandpa won't bother you anyway. If the old man really bothers you, it won't be long before you become famous in the education industry. I'm helping you.
"Who is the bald guy?"
"You wouldn't know even if I told you, but Grandpa, you were right to scold me just now. His method is indeed stupid-----"
"There is no distinction between high and low professions. This is the view I have always held. However, you could have been an excellent teacher and could have brought up more excellent students. But because you can't resolve your own knot and dispel the hostility in your heart, you can only become a security guard. What does this mean?"
"It just means I'm naturally dull----" Fang Yan has learned his lesson. I'll scold myself first, so you won't be able to scold me, right
"No, it proves that you have very poor self-control. A good man, a successful man, can adjust his emotions anytime and anywhere, so that he can face any difficulties and challenges with the most energetic state of mind - whether it is doing business or anything else. He can get twice the result with half the effort."
Fang Yan thought about it seriously and said, "Grandpa, I understand. I will quit my security job when I get back."
"Are you ready to go back to being a teacher?" A smile finally appeared on Lu Zheng's face.
"No, I plan to quit all my work in school and concentrate on doing my own thing-----"
"What?"
"revenge."
Lu Zheng pondered for a long time and said, "Fang Yan, I won't persuade you to give up your hatred. If a person does not know how to repay a favor or fight back when insulted, that person's personality is incomplete. But I hope you can live up to the laws of the country and the rules of your family, and live up to your conscience."
Fang Yan stood up, bowed deeply to Lu Zheng, and said, "Grandpa, I understand."
Lu Zheng waved his hand and said, "Go down. Otherwise, your grandmother will come up and quarrel with me again, saying that I bullied you----"
Fang Yan smiled and said, "Grandpa scolds me to teach me, why don't you scold others----"
"Stop flattering me." Lu Zheng said, "Treat Chaoge well."
"What?" Fang Yan stared at Lu Zheng with wide eyes. This old man never asked about his feelings, so what happened today
"Fang Yan, the three years since Yixing's accident happened to be the three years since you were away. When your grandmother was most sad, it was Chaoge who stayed by her side. I heard from Qin Ying that she had several accidents. I advised her not to come and even rejected her several times, but she still insisted on coming every week. Rain or shine. Fang Yan, no matter how big a career or ambition a man has, he must always leave some space for his family and give some attention to his woman. Otherwise, what is the difference between him and an animal?"
"------"
"The most unbearable burden in life is love. I hope you can take care of yourself and don't let good children get hurt." Lu Zheng stared at Fang Yan sharply and said, "I know you are not a heartless person, but if you betray Chaoge, no matter how your grandmother tries to stop me, I will whip you."
"What if she betrays me?" Fang Yan said depressedly. What was going on? How did he and Lu Chaoge become a couple again
"You deserve it."
"------"
When Fang Yan and Lu Zheng went downstairs, grandma and Lu Chaoge had already prepared a table full of dishes.
Grandma wiped her hands with a towel, ran over to Fang Yan and whispered, "Did the old man scold you?"
"No." Fang Yan said with a smile. "Grandpa just asked me how I was doing recently and was concerned about my health and emotional state. He couldn't say it in front of you--"
"This stubborn old man-----" Grandma grinned. "He has always been stubborn. Don't take what he says to heart."
"Is this how you teach your child?" Lu Zheng was angry again. He had been teaching for his whole life and liked to put his own teaching methods into practice on Fang Yan. But his wife always used the "spoiling trick" beside him, and every time she would distort the correct outlook on life that he had worked so hard to establish for Fang Yan.
"Child? Fang Yan can get married and have children, but in your eyes he is still just a child?"
"Didn't you always tell me not to be too hard on him because he was still a kid?"
"That's -- I think he's a child, and I'm willing to do that. But you men still think he's a child. What's the logic?"
"------"
Fang Yan quickly tried to smooth things over, and said with a smile: "How did you cook so many dishes today? Is the rice ready? Can we eat now?"
Lu Zheng glanced at Fang Yan and said, "Bring a few dishes to Qin Ying and the others first, and send a basket of steamed buns."
"Okay, I'll send it over right away." Fang Yan said.
He sent over a few dishes on a tray, and also a basket of freshly steamed buns, Qin Ying and the others were overjoyed. They just loved the home-cooked meals made by Fang Yan's grandmother.
"Come, let's eat too," said grandma.
Lu Zheng was in a good mood today, and he even went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of Moutai, saying, "I'll have one drink, and the rest is for Fang Yan----"
Grandma kept picking up food for Fang Yan and Lu Chaoge. Seeing the "young couple" eating happily, her face was full of joy.
"Fang Yan------" Grandma looked at Fang Yan and asked.
Fang Yan raised his head, looked at his grandmother and asked, "Grandma, what's the matter? Tell me."
"I'm talking about your marriage to Chaoge------"
Phew------
The boiling hot chicken soup in Fang Yan's mouth spurted out. (To be continued)