Sixteen years ago, it was a scorching summer in Rishan.
In southern cities at the beginning of the century, there was only one subway line, but there were many high-rise buildings in the city.
Neon searchlights, phone booths everywhere on the roadside, and newspapers sold in the streets.
Prosperity and decline coexist in this era of rapid development.
On the edge of the city that has not yet had time to be developed, there are several unfinished buildings that are half-built. The sales halls have long been closed, and the plaques have a few grand characters written on them, "Yuhe Garden".
In the abandoned construction site, the muddy pits were filled with the accumulation of last night's heavy rain.
Not far under the wall, there was a particularly outstanding-looking man with his hair slicked back, smelling of alcohol as he moved.
With a cigarette in his mouth, he pointed at the abandoned construction site, bent down to hide the depression on his face, and said patiently to the young man in front of him: "Did you see, this is the construction site contracted by dad? Now the capital chain is broken, the house cannot be built, and the creditors are chasing us.”
The boy in front of him was only about ten years old, and he was already much taller than his peers.
He inherited the man's good looks, and although he was young, he was old enough to see that his skin and bones were even more outstanding than his father's.
However, at this moment, the young man's handsome mouth and eyes were covered with bleeding wounds, and his brows and eyes also showed some indifference that did not suit his age.
He didn't even look at the construction site, and his tone was cold and calm: "So, what does this have to do with me?"
The man thought he was really confused, so he tried to soften his tone and talked about his plan.
"Ayan, I will take you to your grandpa's house for dinner later. You tell him and ask him to allocate some money to me. The old man has turned out to be so difficult this time. He has always liked you, you and him Tell me, it’ll be fine.”
Just as he finished speaking, the calm young man in front of him laughed suddenly.
"like me?"
"Do you think he will like me? Like your son?"
Seeing the ridicule on his young face, the man suddenly became angry and raised his hand to drop it.
But halfway down, he saw the young man raising his face slightly in cooperation, his eyes filled with dazzling disdain.
The man restrained his temper and put down his palms, laughed mischievously, and said with sinister eyes: "If I don't live a good life, you will have to live with me. You are right, I am not his biological son, and you are not him either. Chi Chenxin's grandson. Last time I heard him say that he would give you the old house in Yunmo Country. Look, Zhoushan didn't mention anything about this priceless property, but he only said that he would give it to you. He really thinks highly of you when he gives you that house in a remote village."
"So," the man blew out half of the cigarette in his mouth to the ground, and then lowered his voice, "Ayan, you and dad are one, and we have to fight for our interests. If you have nothing to do, you should go to the old man's house more often. If you please him, maybe this matter can be turned around."
He said, reaching out to pat the young man's shoulder, but was gently avoided.
- Under the slap that was about to fall just now, the young man met his face without hesitation, but at this time, his eyes were downcast with disgust, and he took a step back.
The young boy lowered his head and did not look at the hypocritical look on his face. He opened his mouth to refuse, but saw an old woman walking beside him with a cane.